In order to artificially amass the number of SoundCloud plays inscrutable New Jersey producer Blood Cultures’ début track – the suitably stifling, if with it uplifting Indian Summer – has in these past twenty-four hours alone, would require upwards of $150. That’s not to suggest that whoever may be hidden behind the balaclava has invested heavily in such an ephemeral sham – anything but – but there is an underlying sense of nous and time-honoured know-how on exhibition here. Seemingly cultured in the ways of the game, from the enigmatic outward bearing to the song’s sanguine synthpop outlook, as squelchy synthetics redolent of Aneka’s Japanese Boy combine with Asiatic incantations, ethereal vocals and skipping guitars, there’s a striking competence to Indian Summer to suggest that whoever may be responsible for it might well revel in quite the acclaim once summer comes back into focus.
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