I keep returning to this tape and listening to it in the early morning hours after my daughter’s had her first feeding of the day and I can’t really explain why. Rangefinder makes deceptively simple music, usually grabbing onto one, maybe two ideas, and repeating them until they’ve become part of my brain’s architecture. I’m just as burnt out on “synth jams” as the next fella, but there’s something pure, almost naive about Night Ride that it’s infectious. Each piece is short and never overstays its welcome and acts as a quick glance into passing windows as you ride through and overcrowded city on an overcrowded train. Rangefinder creates brief moments of solace amongst the insanity and it’s oddly, wonderfully beautiful.