As dark as whatever it was that lurked under The Trap Door, Schubert (a member of the Imperial Gold project) has produced four twisted sludge-house tracks. Defiantly un-funky, these tracks still have the potential to move the floor just by being so hypnotic and malevolently moody. The title track takes hammer-horror samples and weaves a sickly ice-house beat behind it, but the best track for me has got to be Subconscious, which sounds like the sort of thing a family of moles might have on in the background as they eat their underground Sunday dinner.