Ah, Phofo. This DJ mastermind’s been playing shows in bear costumes and remixing all your favourite indie artists for a couple of years now, and released a set of sample-heavy electronic pop in 2000 called The Adversary Demos. He’s been promising a real debut album ever since, but it’s been a long four years, and while he’s been collaborating with the likes of My Favourite and I Am The World Trade Center on projects, not to mention hanging out with MC Paul Barman for a couple of tracks, nothing of his own has surfaced.

It’s a heartbreaker, almost on the scale the first year or two I spent waiting for the next Elastica album. You get desperate when you’re at that stage; I taped a couple of songs from Elastica’s Peel Session off the radio back in the mid-90s, their first new material since the debut. I kept the tape until I went to university and stopped using tapes for good. And now, I download whatever little crumbs of Phofo tracks I can find, dropped occasionally on his website. This is one of them.

So, as I cruise the Toronto airport looking for my flight, I’ll be playing this, pretending it’s the 60s and the jet age really was the precursor to the time when we’d all be waiting in a spaceport for flights to the moon.