This could be another Tame Impala re-re-heating, but it escapes that gravity on the back of that magical production.
There's something upside-down about the sound, something as inverted as that cover art's impossible colors. It's a remarkably vertical album in a way that's hard to explain. Things are in different places in the mix than you expect, everything quiet is close, everything loud is far away, and everything's migrating to and fro as you try to keep a bead on it, turning inside out on every prime-numbered bar. It's intoxicatingly disorienting. The songwriting's a little muddy, but its hardly the point, riding that production alone this's one of the most subtly gorgeous albums I've heard in ages 4/5
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