I still have no idea how to assign genre to Snapped Ankles. It's partly post-punk, they play it on homemade synths, and it sounds like 4am on a particularly disorienting night out. Letter from Hampi Mountain is from their 2019 release Stunning Luxury and it's a sort of bleary narcotised version of electro chaabi. Everything's obscured by the haze of sweat fog and people closer to the action might be off their tits, but you, you're still hanging on on the outskirts. Let yourself get caught up in this if you know what's good for you.