Ttnik

Picture yourself at a nightclub, where bodies pulsate to mesmeric grooves under the slow-motion blink of a strobe. Now imagine that every reveler has suddenly petered out and you’re alone on the dance floor. The moment when decadence drifts into despondence is the world that Scraps, the moniker of Australian producer Laura Hill, inhabits. Her sublime third album, Ttnik, is synth-pop for introverts, ones who find poetry not so much in the party but the debris left behind when it’s over.