Encrusted with blizzarding tremolo, gusts of dishevelled orchestra and tumultuous drumskin uproar
Sultry, soulful electro gently infused with the most effervescent chorus this side of sea level
A zany pop record bulging with unforgettable idiosyncrasies perhaps isn’t what would’ve been expected of Logan Takahashi and Nick Weiss on sophomore effort Tracer, although the follow-up to the glitchy bliss of 7AM proves a stirring exploration of the genre had R. Stevie Moore had his way.
Cold Warps’ Slimer crackles, spits and sicks the sort of delectable lo-fi statics it’s nigh on impossible not to be entirely fascinated by
As tender, and loveable, and loving, and momentarily harrowing if thoroughly heartfelt as Frank Ocean’s TextEdit splurging of soul may be deemed (it…