Lazers Not Included

The title signals the tone immediately — this is Wilkinson playing, exercising the more irreverent, kinetic side of his production personality rather than the introspective one. The track is built around a playful, almost cheeky energy, with the kind of synth work that acknowledges its own absurdity and leans into it rather than apologizing. Basslines surge with rubbery momentum, drums are crisp and punchy without the weighty deliberation of his more serious material, and melodic elements bounce and ricochet in ways that seem designed specifically to produce physical involuntary movement. There's a brightness to the production that feels almost retro in its enthusiasm, nodding to rave-era exuberance while remaining firmly anchored in contemporary drum and bass construction. The track doesn't carry a vocal anchor — it doesn't need one, because the instrumental elements do all the communicating, and what they communicate is uncomplicated joy translated into forward motion. Culturally, this is Wilkinson acknowledging the full lineage of UK electronic music's relationship with playfulness, from happy hardcore's demented grin through to jungle's infectious rhythmic mischief. It belongs on a warm-up slot before something heavier, or in a set that needs a moment of levity after emotional intensity. You reach for it when you want to be reminded that music can be completely uncomplicated — not profound, not meaningful, just exceptionally good at making you move and putting a stupid involuntary smile on your face while it does it.