It starts well, this experience of thickly fluctuating textures, with the excellent single Sparkly, with its shackles rattling like a tribal march into obscured horizons. The vocals are audible and offer the direction, while the blanket of sound insulates and throws up slow-mo imagery.

But Young Magic (a New York based trio) don’t have enough such moments on their debut. In fact, there are B-sides included on this track-list – was new material hard to come by?

The group lose sight of solid ground far too often, meaning tracks like Sanctuary are blown out, pushed through the ethereal filters and left as ghostly outlines that circle endlessly. Night in the Ocean is like an old-school rap track caught in a swirling tornado of ambient dreamscapes, while Calvary is an atmospheric set of whining keys and marching rhythm. Each track is dosed with reverb and background noise, so you can’t really make out where the perimeters are.

It makes for a frustrating record – there are some good beats, and nice riffs – and tracks like You With Air chant and pulsate simultaneously, while analogue synths climb in a more ominous fashion. Along with the semi-rapped vocal it finds the Magic displaying a bit of much needed attitude.

Their use of African percussive rhythms works well next to the synths and secretive voices that grace most tracks. There just aren’t any vital moments, songs that aren’t just swept up in the blurry production. They are like a more scenic Animal Collective, but it’s too early in the morning and everything is whited out.

-Maria Flores-