Right now it’s really hot in New York. Really hot. Something about the vacant, tropical, acid-house sound on this album makes it perfect for what we’re all sweating through here. Recorded in (where else?) Ibiza (upon, reportedly, a legendarily massive load of drugs), this 1989 release strikes a perfect balance between techno masterpiece and acoustic pop gem. This album is brilliant, through and through, and you should be outside, listening to it. And so should we. Favorite track: ‘Vanishing Point’