Sunner Soul swoops in like a velvet-gloved pickpocket, slipping this fiendishly sophisticated premiere into your weekend courtesy of his own Vintage Music imprint — a label that never rushes, never shouts, just calmly releases heat while the rest of us pretend we’re not addicted. Come Monday, it lands over at Juno Download as part of a shimmering 4-track suite, every cut burnished with that unmistakable Sunner Soul lacquer: plush, unhurried, quietly self-assured.

“Disco Revenge” waltzes in on a jazzy grin, flaunting a housey bassline so delectable it feels borderline indecent, all topped with a hook that sounds like it was couriered down from the clouds by some benevolent disco deity. It’s Sunner Soul doing what he does best: reclaiming the night, one elegant groove at a time.

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