On Superpowers, West Coast electro-futurist The Polish Ambassador decreases his trademark funkiness in order to increase his musical sex appeal. This EP is dripping with sleek, polished (haha) synths delicately laid atop chilled-out bass-lines. Ordinarily TPA drops booty-shaking anthems, here the booties are shaking for entirely different reasons and in an entirely different place: the intergalactic bedroom. This is a cohesive album, the tracks run together smoothly, and the fact that nothing stands out is a testament to the efforts of a multi-talented producer. Available as a free download, this will be playing at an alien sex party near you:

On Superpowers, West Coast electro-futurist The Polish Ambassador decreases his trademark funkiness in order to increase his musical sex appeal. This EP is dripping with sleek, polished (haha) synths delicately laid atop chilled-out bass-lines. Ordinarily TPA drops booty-shaking anthems, here the booties are shaking for entirely different reasons and in an entirely different place: the intergalactic bedroom. This is a cohesive album, the tracks run together smoothly, and the fact that nothing stands out is a testament to the efforts of a multi-talented producer. Available as a free download, this will be playing at an alien sex party near you: