A chilled out, blinking foray into parts of Manchester where the folks are so funky and laid-back that they've never even heard of Black Grape or Alpinestars.
The soulful vocals of Pete Simpson help the record to steer its very own path between disco, hip-hop and atmospheric car advert nirvana, as Martin Brew and Martin Desai stick some warped samples to some aurally arresting twinkly synth bloops and a schummy bass beat.
If car companies get their hands on the parent album, Moby should guard his patch warily.