It’s been a long while since we’ve had anything Factory Floor-formed to eulogise. Far too long. Next week, however, is to behold the release of Fall Back on revered NYC indie DFA Records and though it may appositely recall much of LCD Soundsystem were the label honcho’s eponymous début crackled over the static of a lost Radio Soulwax transmission, it remains unmistakably FF. Whilst making once fave R E A L L O V E sound like a Goldfrapp soundcheck, and indeed aside from the exclusively ’00s referencing, Fall Back is again the sound of forward motion; the palpable throb of progress not only as a band – or a vehicle for the expression of contemporary music – but also of contemporary music itself. Nik Colk Void’s mantric chants are built into that now universally known and in umpteen instances renowned insistence, though it is here transmogrified into something all the more direct and ineludible. Once entranced, resistance becomes futile for the trio have tightened their grasp on an in some respects more conventional dance direction though at the same time, this is idiosyncrasy clicking cog-like with innovation to function in the mechanistic way the moniker has always insinuated. Those motorik, and essentially mesmeric qualities remain though they’ve now been auspiciously refined as the troupe continue to redefine the parameters of any which genre we haplessly strive to compartmentalise them within. A nonnegotiable imperative, contemporary recording.