First MBV, now this. Our notion that 90's reunions (thanks Pixies) have to suck is all rattled.
Ride's latest is a trip.
Fight me, but Nowhere's kinda one note. And maybe that's shoegaze's thing, but I vastly prefer this - the kind of album I would have gone __deep__ on in the 90's when you could maybe only buy an album or two a month. I would've dug the fuck into this one. No song's the same, with melodies, synths, washes, different notions of what is it is to be /enjoyable to listen to/ swirling to the fore.
And that album flow, damn. It hypnotizes you, peaking quietly around Cali, and then _*poof*_
gone just as you're getting into it
a serious leave em wanting more move
they don't make em like this anymore.
a rich, readily enjoyable album ripe for hundreds of listens and half-listens 4.5/5
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