Jazz, I guess, because it's made up of a traditional piano/bass/drums trio, and because it trucks in every-place-but-the-2-and-the-4 kinds of sneakattacks on rhythm. But it finds its way to those offkilter offbeats from a dozen pop-adjacent-adjacent angles, with splashes of Bad Plus rockism, Grasscut soundtracking and Booksian space-play.
That scatter's the best // worst thing about this: it's an unfocused album that can't decide if it's born to wisp or wander or writhe, but it's exciting to see something so playful and untethered to genre convention, that manages to touch so many things and make them so damned accessible 3.5/5
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