Four Tet slips in “Into Dust (Still Falling)” like it’s second nature--working rhythm and faded memories into a pulse that you could mistake for your own. The intro slinks in with a steady house kick, sunrise synths, and the space stretched wide. A ghosted snare and quick closing hi-hat rhythm feed off of each other's energy as an acoustic guitar loop slides underneath. It's a soothing scene that never loses its drive.
You can hear how each layer settles into the next - the entire piece moving with a steady hand and polished finish. The kick is punchy and mid-heavy, the hi-hats flicker, and the synth bass stays locked below, always moving. Pads swell up, spilling into the sides, while the guitar brings a vintage, low-lit warmth. As the track moves forward, each element settles in its own lane, letting the groove build without rushing.
At the halfway mark, Four Tet pares it back--only allowing his vapory pads and David Robuck's tucked away guitar to fill the room for a few moments before the full rhythm returns, moving with a bit more muscle than before. Hope Sandoval’s vocals move in loops--appearing, disappearing, then circling back to brush the line “still falling, breathless and on again” across the surface of the beat. Her delivery is gentle, bittersweet, and always close. On the way out, the drums keep their truncated march while everything else dissolves. And before you know it, the sound as well as the stresses of the day all come to a halt--like closing time at the club but with better acoustics.
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