Last year's How To Build A Life Raft showed immense promise for the Belfast/London/Manchester foursome Saturday Night Gym Club, with the outfit juggling 90s trance, post-dubstep, future-garage, electronica and synthpop noises ably, often splicing them all together to create an alluring concoction. They were rewarded for their efforts with pats on the back from Zane Lowe and other tastemakers - now, a little over a year later, we've got the follow-up, The Nowhere Team. So what can we expect from SNGC this time around? Well, according to their Facebook page, they're influenced by "Colliculus' persona, Nova's mishaps and the fractal mind of Sanders," as well as acts like Boards Of Canada, Baths and Telefon Tel Aviv. Not exactly what you'd hear down the Dog & Duck, then.

For an EP, it's meaty. At six tracks, it's just shy of half an hour, and with a couple more cuts it could've been a fully-fledged debut LP instead. There was a distinct style on How To Build A Life Raft. It was organic electropop, pensive at times; there were many moments of introspection. The Nowhere Team too has a unique shade of sound, though evolved from their first release. This time around, SNGC are more confident. It's darker, more dramatic, and instead of waiting for you to stroll up and have a gander, they're ready to grab you by the lapels and thrust you into the fray. Perhaps, given the tonal disparity between their two releases, they're still tinkering with their sonic identity that will define their debut.

Lead single 'Terra Firma' is a tasteful homage to M83 - astral bass synths and twinkling arpeggios incite visions of sojourns to the stratosphere while half-time beats and intergalactic harmonies trip the light fantastic. Deeply affected vox - distorted, and practically smothered in reverb - rattle between neo-house hooks and the similar aloof electronics that Anthony Gonzalez wields deftly. 'These Infernal Machines' is epic electronica with dubstep rhythms and oscillating bass, equal parts dangerously aggressive and hysterically introverted. 'Landscapes' opens with Oriental pizzicato strings and delicate piano, both entwined creating a Disney-thunderstorm effect. Shattered samples blur into the web of dancing synths, jarring slightly against the luscious melodrama, but ensuring that we still remember whose music we're listening to.

We've seen a development in SNGC's sound in the year between releases, and who knows, next time we might have something noticeably altered again. They've grown leaps and bounds in terms of confidence, and nowadays they're not opposed to dabbling with more explosive elements or diving headfirst into enormous expanses of sound, where beforehand we may have seen them exercise restraint. The Nowhere Team is the quartet demanding your attention. It's a wonderfully crafted set of songs, with the wanton freedom to zip through any synth-based genre with reckless glee. This aural snapshot gives us an inkling that they're hurtling down the right path.