The beloved “Overpowered” singer returns with this quiet, brooding track.

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Abby Waysdorf: Disco so quiet and intimate that you don’t even notice how much it surrounds you and creeps under your skin. 
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Katherine St Asaph: I never thought I’d say this after being destroyed daily — still — after the one-two “Overpowered”/”Let Me Know” wallop, but thank god she didn’t return with a banger. The track’s almost perversely receding, the vocals damn near ASMR yet wounded somewhere down there, as if they never quite got out of a head that’s been snowed in (is that “nobody close to myself” I hear?) If you told me the totality of human emotion and characterization, plus a large chunk of dance history, was contained in this record, I would believe you.
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Ian Mathers: As always, gorgeous music more compelling in theory.
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Alfred Soto: Intermittent singles with the likes of Hot Natured, feh — those things reminded me of how special Overpowered was in 2007. I’m glad no successor followed. Now she returns with a single whose discreet, discrete puddles of sound evoke Japan’s “Ghosts” and PJ Harvey’s “Waiting For My Man” but powered by a vocal that’s testing its histrionic abilities, section by section. I won’t dance like I did to “You Know Me Better” or even “Alternate State,” but its length fucks with my notions of what I expect from ambient and dance music, respectively.
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Will Adams: As I sat still the other day in the library, I noticed a tiny string of dust floating inches from my eye. I traced its path, how it wafted arbitrarily with the air currents in the room. It swayed to the left, away from my field of vision, and I forgot about it.
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Brad Shoup: Like a reduction of “Runaway”-era Janet Jackson, at least with those gentle steel-pan synths. But Murphy’s all about house (and Houses), and Janet had long since moved on. Murphy sings like an outsider looking in; she chooses to conjure the peace of finding your scene, rather than the joy or abandon that accompany it. If you squint, you can hear an angelic mid-’80s Steely Dan track, wherein Don Fagen stops reading his contemporaries and starts celebrating them.
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Micha Cavaseno: You know how there’s gonna be an Atlantis-themed hotel? Play this in the lobby. It’ll work perfect.
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