Imagine if Panda Bear attempted to make Madlib albums for São Paulo planetariums. Like similarly inscrutable labelmate James Pants, Jonti Dan (formerly of Danimals) is a pop ?deconstructionist — merging celestial falsettos, dusted sampledelics, and melted-tape nostalgia. South Africa–raised and Australia-based, his debut deals in 21st-century collage: an eddy of loops, strings, and sherbet-bright synthesizers. Guest raps from subterranean MC Otayo Dubb bleed into the bootleg pyrotechnics of “Firework Spraying Moon”; the samba slink of “Batmilk” bleeds into the hypnagogic haze of “Begone Slumber.” It’s crate-digging redefined for the chill age.
