Dornik never went after the spotlight, but the spotlight found him anyway. The quiet Croydon born musician was content for years to stay behind his drumkit, keeping his own bedroom-recorded, sun-streaked electronic love songs a secret. “It was just a private hobby,” he says now. “I never saw myself as a frontman. It was while on tour with soon to be label-mate Jessie Ware that she heard his demos, and immediately knew he’d be right at home alongside her on PMR.

Brimming with classic funk-infused melodies as if heard through a mirage of electronics, Dornik’s self-titled debut album is something like a film full of palm tree-fringed montages; dream sequences bleed into love scenes, with lyricism that weaves everyday observation into far-off fantasy.