Seattle may (still) be better known to music fans as the home of grunge, but one listen to Pezzner's debut album will make you forget all about Kurt Cobain et al. and have your head nodding and your feet tapping before you know it. Original house music with an organic flavour - another good one from the Freerange camp.

A good house album (or any album, for that matter) must be original, involving and hypnotic too. It should be the kind of thing that you put on in the background while you're doing something else, then realise you've abandoned your earlier activity - which was probably rather mundane in comparison - because you're dancing around your living room. Maybe with friends in the evening, maybe just in the middle of the afternoon when you're supposed to be working from home… oh dear. We've said too much and now you're embarrassed.

Anyway, that's what Pezzner's debut, The Tracks Are Alive, is capable of. We're particular fans of anyone who can make house music sound original again, so we were always going to like this. Freerange is a great label for those of us who want more than a few bleeps and wonky noises for our music, but this album's got that organic sound well and truly down. From the start, it's jumping with some funky disco action on Three Out Of Five, but then the pace shifts a bit on Find Me (featuring Larissa Kapp), a catchy vocal number that could grace any pop chart in the world.

Then things go a bit more loopy on track three, Chiuso Per Ferie. Top chords and Theremin action here - yes, we said Theramin. That's just how Pezzner rolls, deal with it. Title-track The Tracks Are Alive is a tougher number still; all synth lines and groovy bass. Sick stuff, in other words.

And while it's more of a simple affair than what's gone before it, we like Blacklist too, it's got a sense of low-slung melody to go with those distorted vocals and plink-plonk sound effects. But it only works as a contrast to the likes of Almost Here, with its choral samples and stripped-down beats. Plus we love Hunt & Gather and Last Call, the former with its lovely xylophone (!) sounds and the latter for its sad, almost elegiac beauty. We were sad it ended too. An excellent first album.