A strange one that grew on me. Trickles of sound // washes of effect, voices swirled into pure essence, frozen, and cobbled back together. Peaceful in places, its post-note fudges less annoying than the scene's usual, another slow drip of payoff from this last year or two of lazy experimentalism.
There's something trying a bit too hard in its grasps for M83 epicness // Sigur Ros strangeness, and its weird attempts at triphop neo-soul fall flat, but it finds its own footing often enough to largely win me over 3.5/5
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
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