The Space Cossacks: their name sums it up. Imagine ‘60s surf being played in that space station the Ruskies made that’s currently in an ever-deteriorating orbit. Somber, yet uplifting in a desperate future, we’ve got some kickass vodka sort of way. Great mood music – not background music. The Hypnomen: More snapping drums than your average surf band and more frenetic than the other side. Kind of like if Starsky and Hutch had a beach episode and they’re following a suspected bank robber and the scene gets progressively more and more frenetic. Bubbling builds on suspense with a swelling climax that ends in a PG-rated, bloodless beatdown and freeze-frame extended smiles. Cool fucking 7”. Nice change of pace.