Imagine The Weeknd produced by Four Tet or Mount Kimbie, bouncing and bit-crushed hip-hop, but sultry as fuck, and you have A. Jamison. I couldn’t tell you how someone could make Zelda samples seem so mack-smooth, but here we are. Jamison’s voice is pure velvet. The central predilection unsurprisingly present here given the R&B heavy leanings is chasing the opposite sex. He never seems to sweat any of the potential tension, instead just staying mellow and looking to chill with someone, dropping nerdy references like it’s second nature, likely because it is.