Do you enjoy the swarming, coddling wave of claustrophobia? It's the feeling that best describes listening to the new HTRK album 'Work (Work Work)'. It's mix of codeine-slow beats, dark abstract vocals and rolling synth arpeggios leads you round in circles, it's an album made up of increasingly unsettling moments of deja vu in an unescapable maze.

After Tragedy struck the band last year when founding member Scott Stewart committed suicide, leaving the two remaining members to carry on, so you can understand the correlative increase in darkness. HTRK's debut album, 2009's 'Marry Me Tonight' was hardly easy listening, but it firmly placed itself within a framework of industrial doomed-shoegaze, where the misery of music can have, say, a therapeutic quality, and with it's stylisation, dealt with.

But with Work (Work Work) there appears to be little psychoanalytical working out of problems, more an unrelating motion in no direction what so ever, there is little propulsive will to reach any kind of emotional denouement or understanding. None of this is criticism however, life rarely reaches the sort of penultimate chapter tying-up-of-loose-ends you get in art, and HTRK's new record is all the better for not pandering to it.

L-Vis 1990's album didn't get the fanfare love-in treatment it was expected to from the London-based bass man, who with his label Night Slugs has been rejuvenating the UKs dancefloors at the abstracter end of dubstep without ever straying into a swathe of posts and neos.

His album, Neon Dreams, was a bit of a curve ball though, all surface polish and little of the Night Slugs earthy gutteral bass. It's taken awhile to click, but new track Feel The Void is really pushing the album's miami-disco-futurism thing in a beautiful direction.

Steve Hauschildt is one third of Emeralds, whose 2010 longplayer 'Does It Look Like I'm Here?' was one of the highlights of the year, and his solo effort, out now on Kranky, continues in the same vein, and if you like Emeralds, you'll probably fall in love with this one too.

For all the tracks ambient-drone glimmer, it is kept firmly rooted by a series of running scales and melodies that never push it into the realms of knob-twiddling boredom, strangely gripping, a track for sunny mornings, sunny afternoons and humid nights.

steve hauschildt 'batteries may drain' by kranky

Out now on Kranky