DJ Clap is juke with even more ADHD and ecstasy. Sounding more like the Nate and Roc strain of Chicago producers, rather than that of Rashad and Spinn, it is twee, over-saturated and, perhaps for some, more ~listenable~.
'Smile' sends out thumping bangs, chopped samples and glistening synths at a furious pace, converging in certifiable banger territory and exploding before your eyes.
'Come on' is all systems overload. Notes are rapidfired into, at the songs' climax, a trance-inducin', face-slammin' wall of sound. The beauty is, though, that this is all underpinned by a highly melodic and catchy vocal line. This dude must have just taken way too many pills, but hey, I'm not complaining.
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