Review: Burial is back. Yes, after four years away, he's not only ambushed us with THAT collab with Four Tet and Thom Yorke, but now he springs a three track EP on Kode9's Hyperdub imprint upon us too! The eponymous 'Street Halo' is a delectable, crackling 4/4 roller with buckets of emotion and texture. In other words, it's the Burial of 'Archangel' fame, which we all know and love. 'NYC' is the urban retort, bristling with echoes of thunder, murmurs of traffic in the distance, jingling keys, it symbolizes the minutiae of everyday existence and is underpinned by slouching beats with a small, eerie and discernibly mournful voice wailing on top.

Final track, 'Stolen Dog' pairs smudgy piano keys with terse, ticking beats, all shrouded in an ethereal shimmer, much like Burial himself. Review: Given that his sound has now been referenced by countless imitators, it's testament to Burial's enduring appeal that the announcement of a new EP on a Sunday in February was enough to shake the online music press out of their collective stupor. As an EP it more than stands up to his previous work, and it may even be better than last year's Street Halo EP - where the brilliance of the title track left the EP quite top-heavy, there's no such complaints on Kindred.

If UK garage was the touchpoint for his earlier releases, this EP sees Burial further developing a sound that has few obvious points of comparison, whether it's the savage, gnarled bassline of the title track, or the shambling house of 'Loner', characterized by its hollowed out arpeggio and ambient crackle. But it's 'Ashtray Wasp' that provides the most breathtaking moment, seeing the producer using the distinct musical language he's created and bringing confident melodic elements into play.

Of course such descriptions seem trivial when trying to describe this EP - even for Burial it's far beyond what his peers and imitators could ever imagine making. Review: Dubstep legend Burial is back with more street level sound excursions through the dark underbelly of London after midnight. Awe inspiring sound design meets urban music deconstructions again on these two riveting cuts. Feel the tension, fear and suspense on the first sonic journey that is 'Subtemple', a beatless journey that will have you on the edge of your seat from start to finish. Wema Fuel Gauge Manual. Second offering 'Beachfires' sounds more like the Burial we know; this one is absolutely brooding and atmospheric: the kind of dark ambient paranoia with GCHQ surveillance in mind: circa 2026. Review: Burial's first multiple-track release since 'Rival Dealer' three years ago: 'Young Death' takes the lead with weave of deep, scratchy and evocative human textures while soulful vocal shards yearn and flutter over soft faraway beats. 'Nightmarket' takes an even more introspective meander through the shadowy unknown with fractured arpeggios, distant whispers and thick graininess that envelops almost overwhelmingly.