Daedelus

Anything with Eliot Lipp’s name on it seems likely to bubble over with Moogs and disco-pulsing sheen — and that’s not a bad thing. Leo123 and Lipp wear the Dark Party moniker like a slick silvery space suit, moon-raking over Daedelus’s earthy, Latin-based percussion throwdown with chopped vocals and alien, purring analogues. Lengthy, too; it’s less of a dark party and more like a dark electrofunk odyssey.