The Guardian: Eye Contact is a woozy internationalist powwow that works, laced together by vintage synth sounds, jazzy shimmers and hedonistic polyrhythms.
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The Quietus: Eye Contact goes one further still -- its production is bright and crystal clear, eschewing both the darkened spaces of their earlier music and the washed-out fuzz that's become a hallmark of much recent underground music.
Spin: Here their entire spectrum of styles gets blasted constantly, each track bleeding into the next. Eastern scales, New Age haze, jungle drums, and druggy rave effects create a dense aural whirl that assumes solid form only briefly.
Pitchfork: Eye Contact dials back the aural fog, at least by Gang Gang standards. It's a tighter and more focused record that pares back the band's habit for noisy embellishment and psychic jewelry to reveal taught rhythms and catchy hooks.
Eye Contact is out now via 4AD.