The unnecessarily grandiose press release claims old reliables Slam are creating a “forward thinking new sound all of their own”. No they’re not. What they are doing is knocking out another half-decent studio album that ticks the exact boxes you’d expect: a couple of belters (‘Azure’, ‘Staccato Rave’); some deeper, Detroit-influenced moments (‘Looking North’, ‘Ghost Song’, which is quite lovely: all twinking synths, roaming chords and galloping, padded beats), a forgettable downtempo number (Dot Allison crops up again on ‘We Medicate’) and a couple of ambient washes. S’alright.