A different kind of ambient album, evoking time and space rather than standing outside of them, filled with a soup of identifiable moments that infect your brain as false memories and insinuate themselves alongside the real ones, whispering tall tales to be repeated brain-wide as burgeoning myth. It is the memory of the dream of the road trip you never had, in every way that is possible at once.
This is soundscape music, but with an openness and open-endedness that you might not expect from that description. It has a certain magic. Think Endtroducing stretched beyond the horizon 4.5/5
* I know I use that as a reference point a lot, but at least among folks I know that's the main album of its kind that they know.
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