A sample, resembling a snippet of female vocal, is spinning in your mind like a paper boat in a vortex against the backdrop of a distant pulsating bass. The sample gradually morphs and blends into the background, and the bass comes to the fore. No longer a muffled thud, it now possesses an insistent juicy squelch, a bit like the good old TB303, but not as abrasive. Towards the middle, the percussion fades away, making room for an extended ambient interlude. When the beat returns, the pensive mood remains, enhanced by splashes of piano flooding the soundscape like a valley at sunset. The vocal sample briefly attempts to resurface, but the fabric of scene is already unraveling, with individual elements spinning down the vortex and vanishing one by one. In a few seconds, it's all gone.

Maori's Dark Mix drops the squelch and shortens the bass loop to achieve a harder driving sound, without losing the ambience of the original completely.