"Spirit Mode" engages the exact headspace its name implies: a pure rush of amorphous fractal liquid designed to dissolve the body and free the mind. Throughout, he imitates a tribal dance of impossible sounds, finding strange hallways to wander down with his ping-ponging marimbas and arpeggiating Nord keyboards. “Air” flits about like some rare mechanized bird powered by squishy bass tones and crystal voices; meanwhile, “The Gate” is a turbining whirlpool of heavenly laptop drones, gradually spinning faster and faster before reaching an absolutely head-splitting drum assault climax. Thinnes’ pathways are impossible to predict, but by the end of it all, a clear logic always emerges from the schizoid haze. As will all of Thinnes’ releases, "Spirit Mode" is equal halves meditation and freakout, a headbanging moshpit as envisioned from within a sensory deprivation tank. Thinnes’ punk take on electronic dance may pull from a myriad of different experimental acts, but his work always remains fiercely and psychotically itself.

All songs written and produced by Luke Thinnes in March of 2020.
In loving memory of Colin R.F. Ward, 1990-2018.