‘Grand Times Fly’ jumps out of the gates with ‘Time Flies’. J.Jaxxon pitched up R n’ Babber coos slamming abruptly into the blissed out wall of chiming syn-percussion serotonin- shooting 80s stanza of the soul that is ‘Dream Anymore’, straight into the capital R Rude Prince of Wales (RIP) St Paul’s blues edit of ‘Theme for Grand Times’.

Jake Healy has crafted a mini Brit Donuts, inspired by the idea of faded popular unconsciousness of long buried 80s pop melodies bleeding through the cerebral cortex, fused with the buried treasures and alternate histories/ realities/ visions of 80s UK blues parties mixes. Titles ripple and repeat, demanding their presence in the mix before quickly folding through the next nexus of strip mined, screwed up memoradilia.

Healy’s vision appears like a Footwork invented in 1985, but with a focus on a shimmering and stepping shell suit sway, rather than a turbo charged athletic skip n’ stomp. The trick is this was happening real time somewhere near, in that year, the genetic strands pulled and fused into multiple genres over time. A highlight is ‘I Think Too’, screwed Jam N’ Lewis Boogie Thonk sprinkled with tentative Glass piano spray.

Grand Times Fly gradually itself dissolves into a time stretched gestalt, after the undulating Scritti caramel persuasiveness of ‘Want Me To’, and eventually deep into the caverns of ‘Minus’ and ‘Time Never Ends’, boogie slowed down to zombie form; the final regression. Grand Times Fly goes deep to uncover Healy’s unconscious 80s safety blanket of the soul.