What does your future hold? Possibly Nemanja’s second album, a stoned stumble through psychoactive sounds from days long past, name-checking nine of the major arcana of the tarot deck. Laying the cards out amid a haze of hash smoke and head-shop incense is Croatian studio freak Luka Šipetić, whose summation of global grooves of the turn of the ’70s — Afro-funk heat, Spaghetti Western cool, Southeast Asian sizzle, Turkish delights and extraterrestrial jazz, to offer an truncated rundown — comes complete with an occult-kitsch conceit perfectly suited to the lurid throwback fun here.
