Psyche Funk is nominally house music, but unlike his work with Neville Watson, it's no genre exercise. The orchestral swells that pepper the title track rise and fall behind a rapidly ascending and descending synth that sounds as if it's about ready to slip off the rails. And then Velchev just stops things for a teary-eyed breakdown. Throughout, in fact, these moments of delicious silence recall the sort of drops in dubstep where you can't wait to hear what bit of insanity is plugged into the gap. On "Tropic," it's a Bradock-esque synth that bounces like a Slinky down the scale, on "Trevoga" it's Velchev giving you a snare rush. Even Marcus Aurelius gets in on the action, putting together a suitably disorienting take that again recalls Pépé Bradock. Buoyant, memorable and fun, Psyche Funk may be one of many releases in Velchev's catalogue, but it's also one of his best.