After a slew of remixes, including the FACT previewed Womb by Borealis, added to an EP and debut album for the Traum Schallplatten sub label Zaubernuss, Nottingham bred Manchester based soundsmith Morris Cowan delivers an album of elegant electronic movements for Wigflex, the labels first foray into album length music. Titled Six Degrees, the album is loosely based around the idea of �six degrees of separation� � These six tracks, interconnected, feed a world of their own, taking the listener from one end to the other. Whereas his fist full length, Circa on the aforementioned, Zaubernuss touched base with tech house, minimal techno and the more melodic side of the UK Bass canon, with Six Degrees Cowan dives headfirst into a world of dense, melodic electronics. With hints of rubbery acid, gloopy analogue leads and pads, displaying an extremely keen and natural ear for harmony, and brimming with effects that enhance rather than detract from the compositions, the album, which brilliantly juggles and juxtaposes the organic with the synthetic takes as much influence from Canada�s Constellation Records as it does from Warp in its heyday, with Cowan himself describing it as �psych-prog rock made on the computers.� Running over 6 tracks only, with some nearly touching the ten minute mark, people would be wrong in assuming that the epic lengths indicate a noodly, wishy-washy approach to the long form. On the contrary, these tracks dip and dive, start and stop, and push and pull the listener in different directions, whilst at the same time remaining completely cogent and relevant to the material that has come before, and that is still to come. With this album Cowan wields his tools like an artist uses his brush, creating a complete and complex world that sucks and entices the listener back in, time and time again. It is an enthralling listen from start to finish. The album also marks a new development for the uniquely placed Wigflex label itself. It is their first foray into the long form game, and a work that, although baring some semblance to their previous offerings, is a markedly different beast displaying very little of their trademark �rude boy techno� memes. Instead, the label throws a curve ball to deliver a distinctive album that delves deeper into the mind than they have before.