With the dust of their new album Fenix still settling, Far Out and Azymuth flex back 37 years for one of their finest and most indelible records in their illustrious and consistent career: “Dear Limmertz” slaps and pops with the same ridiculous soaking wet slap bass it did when it first blew your mind. With dreamy chords, that yearning vocodered vocal and the pensive prelude thrown in, it’s still an incredible one-of-a-kind record. And that’s before we get to the way-ahead-of-its-time breakbeat and deep groove of “Maracana”.
The Hipodrome Of Music 