It feels like nowadays an artist can slow down just about any vocal sample and something profound and unsettling – maybe even vaguely beautiful – will emerge. Memories of broken cassettes, determinedly listened to despite their near-death because that’s all you have. Music fallen just a little beneath the barrier of correct; sound as uncanny accident. This new Thomas William track employs distant repetitious samples that recall DJ Screw and his hordes of melancholic descendents, but it collapses everything even further. Like a stereo smashed relentlessly but still determined to play, elements like rhythm and melody blurring into abstract shapes with every bludgeon. I listened to it three times in a row.