Something funny happened on the way to the studio. Bluprint-an English trio committed to the motto “record as you mean to play live,” and nurtured by a pedigree of acid jazz and future funk-managed to produce a record barely indicative of a sound that most surely translates well in the live setting. Although at times propulsive and certainly dancefloor ready, Sleeping Giant teases listeners with a high gloss, heavily sandpapered smoothness that hints at the velvet soul of Om Recordsā€˜ Kaskade or a number of acts from the formidable Compost roster. All three members, like their contemporaries, have a deft touch with their instruments and an acuity for meshing organic elements with electronic embellishment. And as praiseworthy as such comparisons may be, with just a little less refinement of their soulfully raw edge, Bluprint would be peerless.