Morby's big deep M. Ward voice rings like a well, offset by the clear guitar lines twinkling above, shuffly Kansas City backing bridging the gap. It's pretty, peaceful, rich.
There's something appealing about the framing too - something about the way the visual rhythm of the words of those song titles, flecked with lighght, peppered with y's and i's, all eyes, nights, cities, all dark sparkle, glinting off of the same mirrors of that album cover.
Come to Me Now
Crybaby
1234
Aboard My Train
Dry Your Eyes
Flannery
City Music
Tin Can
Caught in My Eye
Night Time
Pearly Gates
Downtown's Lights
It's a touch so subtle it might not even be there, but it made the whole experience much more satisfyingly complete somehow 3.5/5
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