With an ever-widening presence in the modern vanguard of militant techno, Shifted once again sidles up to his regular haunt of Mote Evolver to hammer home some inescapable truths about monochrome dancefloor physics. On all four tracks, there's an unrelenting urgency borne by the steadfast arrangements of rhythmic devices, all locked in so tight the notion of individual elements seems irrelevant. "Razors" grinds and crackles with precision, while "Over" frays into fractals at the edge of its looping drums. "Bloodless" operates a lone acid sentry while "Trouble" hunches down into a mechanical whirr, but all these cuts will do the damage when it counts.