I like the slow, heavy, openness of this album. This band shows its post-rock DNA in the way that the instrumentation is more interested in building atmosphere rather than crushing with attack. Vocally, the singer’s eased dead pan reminds me of the more restrained moments of my beloved I Hate Myself. In short, this album feels like a perfect audio summation of the over-exposed black and white photography of the pictures on the album artwork—picturesque and given to contemplation.
–Adrian Salas (No Idea, [email protected])