Bringing the extra-terrestrial jack we love so dearly, Comarca comes spinning into the PM+ orbit with two glittering space rocks on a collision course with the club. There's fierce functionality in the focused sound palette, but we could never settle for conventional fare and the Spanish upstart knows exactly where to tease in the necessary freakiness to get us sweating.

At the core of Comarca's sound lies his instinct for slowly evolving, disorienting textures to induce slow-release hysteria on the dancefloor. Away from obvious build-up-breakdown dynamics, 'Ben Depressa' is the kind of slithering, plate-shifting techno that takes a locked-in crowd and moves them en masse to the next plain of interconnected, transcendental shockout with devastating poise.

'Rotula' is equally monumental in its potency, ratcheting down a rock solid groove upon which to tease in the hooks until they're subliminally submerged deep enough in your subconscious to take full control. There's a lyrical quality to the lead synth line which sounds like it's commanding some kind of bacchanal on the edge of the void, and who are we to resist the call?

Fresh, fun, firm and feisty — invite Comarca over the threshold and lay his fiendish wares upon your virtual platter.