salute lights up the room with "double luxury", four-and-a-half minutes of radiant deep-house energy built for sweat-fogged clubs and sunrise trains home. A ghostly “rain…the rain” hangs over shimmery pads while a long string chord swells beneath. Then the palette widens, highs-only breaks snap, brass stabs flash, crystal-key sprinkles sparkle, and soulful vocal sighs drift at the edges.
When the groove locks, it’s all pulse and lift—chunky house drums, a bass more felt than heard, and vocal shards flickering across the stereo field. salute plays with pressure, briefly stripping down to a clicky arpeggio before swinging the doors open again with urgent hats and wide, luminous chords. Near the close, the bass ghosts out, the drums keep jogging, and everything slips away on that last “the rain…” like steam off the pavement.
This sits comfortably alongside "Joy" and "Therapy," but with sharper control - loop-heavy euphoria pared down to purpose. With fabric presents: salute on the horizon, this feels like a calling card. Queue it for the weekend and let it work.