Tommy Four Seven’s Monad XIII is culled from the creased crevices of our fears and the depths of our desires. Speckled with references to gods of water and air, Sumerian mythology and long forgotten Roman citadels, what emerges is primal, powerful and expressed with utter precision. Pitched-down vocals mumble, broken beats saunter, and bass lines build urgently only to drop euphorically. Created with clarity and curiosity, it slants into your ear drum through the prism of the future as imagined by the past.