SFV Acid knows how to keep his computery roots well-nourished. His sub-bass is so heavy the ground shakes with earthquakes; his snare drums snap and slap you in the face. This cat bangs out New Age hair-salon chord progressions and jazzy bass riffs that keep you bound in a car seat in a high-speed chase on the 101. Fact: these sounds will warm you up like froyo on a dashboard in the Von’s parking lot.