Ever since the Visitation Rites inbox became a horizonless sea of triumphantly homologous chillwave MP3s, anything with a beat that does not sound like an imitation of an imitation of Neon Indian is more likely than ever to feel like a preserver. Friendly Knowledge, a New Jersey (?) bedroom producer with one of the most poorly designed and spam-ridden MySpace pages I have ever seen, chops up Jazz of the Big Band and Bebop variety and rearranges these shards of collective consciousness over commercially viable hip hop beats. “Delight Moment” is a giant, teetering tower of shattered urban reference points, footprints of a glittering, sepia-colored New York where Sinatra might have plotted his rise as sailors kissed their sweethearts before Broadway box offices. Somehow, as if by a lucky toss of the dice, the illusion hangs together quite nicely.
Friendly Knowledge, “Delight Moment”