Episode three of Specimen A raving in radiation suits as their breaks swim with toxins and chemicals, tracks down a wobbling bassline on the spot. Pounding the ground like a workman’s drill is what Just a DJ is all about, supported by a synth melody stammering like a quicksilver hand on a racing car’s gear transmission. The ten-ton weight of the bottom end doesn’t mean Spec A are wearing their lead boots with this one; it’s still full of shiny, springy edges that continue to envision the final frontier of space as somewhere to go larking. It zings and zips with calculated use of a dancefloor protractor, and is less headbanger’s ball than nutty boy jump around.
Onto the second half with a sense of concern: since the previous two Hazardous Material releases have been caught leafing through breaks’ handbook without adding new appendices, the flip here gives the main course a jumpstart and a twist to the tale. Jaguar Paw gets its dubstep on as Spec A play big game hunters, carving out a cannibal’s cauldron of a beat that puts listeners on top of their menu. Snippy, sniping bass reverbs and distorts in a battery of crossfire, shooting into the night as deathly atmosphere lurks on the shoulder out back, savage calls of the wild well implemented in not overrunning the action but letting you know that your footprints have given the game away. Spec A’s conventional breaks arena synth shrieks represent a rush of spears, hollers and feathered headdresses, helping put Part 3 on top of the trilogy.