Rephlex artist Chris Jeffs' output as Cylob is like an exuberant child smashing out an Erik Satie piano suite on a toy xylophone with a hammer. Rhythms peer into the mix at irregular intervals to produce irregular time signatures. Beats snap like a wet towel against an android's bare ass. Soothing synth ambience cradles you against a synthetic wet nurse who feeds you high bandwidth liquid audio. Cylob produces a soundtrack more appropriate to an evening fueled by hiccups than MDMA.