Imagine you are inside a cloud but the cloud is not made of cotton wool as all clouds are, but instead the cloud is a kind of liquid Jon Hopkins. Actually, don’t imagine that, it’s pretty disgusting.
Anyhoo, that doesn’t stop this truncated slice of Hopkins tasting delicious. I've only just noticed it: it came out a few months ago. Sleep is from a cassette called Deux, a mixtape cassette to promote the Eaux Claires Music & Arts Festival. You can hear the above extract in its context here.
Let this Jon Hopkins waft up your nose. Go on. It won't tickle.
Further Fats: Eight people I would definitely or definitely not torture, including Jon Hopkins (2013)