You have to admire Claude von Stroke. He emerged as if from nowhere in 2006 with a fresh and funky sound all his own. It stood out amongst dry minimal peers for its bright colours, quirky hooks of whistles, chirps, burps and whatever else, and still does today. Importantly, though, despite his and Dirtybird’s output being decidedly off-kilter, infectious and unhinged, it’s never strayed into nauseous novelty territory. What’s more, despite a pre-occupation with big bold bass notes, never has it veered into derivative dubstep or future-post-whatever, either: it has all the lovable bottom ends and uncontrollable energy without the mopey, insular, self-aware conceit of so much bass music today.