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High Vis were formed in 2016 from the ashes of some of the UK's best hardcore bands. Gild-toothed frontman Graham Sayle's anguished lyrics about life in working class Britain were familiar to fans of Tremors' full-throttle thrash, but alongside his former bandmate Edward `Ski' Harper and veterans of Dirty Money, DiE and The Smear, High Vis sought to transform that energy and intensity into something entirely new.Like scene-mates Chubby and the Gang did by pulling in unlikely source material from classic doo-wop or Micromoon have by combining everything from psychedelia and metal into their high potency mix, High Vis' 2019 debut album, No Sense No Feeling showed the band were never going to be constrained by any sense of genre rules or regulations. Its claustrophobic rattle bore traces of Joy Division, Bauhaus, Crisis, The Cure and Gang Of Four lurking in the shadows. 2020's synth-driven EP, Society Exists, was further evidence of the band's restless creative MO.High Vis' second album Blending sees them open their viewfinder wider than ever before. Alongside longstanding favourites such as Fugazi and Echo and The Bunnymen; Ride and even Flock Of Seagulls were shared reference points as the band worked on the album together.From the anthemic sweep of opener "Talk For Hours", through the title track's psychedelic swirl and "Fever Dream"'s baggy groove, it sees High Vis' sound blossoming into something with an unlimited richness. The hazy drift of "Shame" or the melodic jangle of "Trauma Bonds" may take them until uncharted waters, but they still have all the power and bite that made No Sense No Feeling so remarkable.Lyrically, the album represents another leap forward too. Talking frankly about poverty, class politics, and the challenges of everyday life, Sayle's lyrics have always addressed the downtrodden and discarded communities across Britain slipping below the waterline. This time around, Sayle's lost not of that social consciousness, but he's looked at himself and his own emotional landscape, and in the process created something that feels more universal, that reaches a hand-out to people and ultimately gives a message of hope."To me, the lyrics are less selfish," reflects Sayle. "In the past, I couldn't see past whatever was going on with me. It's about accepting things and being open to conversations and learning to talk to people rather than just thinking that we're all doomed."The song "Talk for Hours" is a prime example of that. Born out of an afternoon meeting up with an old group of mates "repeating the same thing and not actually learning anything about each other" it offers to actually break the cycle and to listen and speak frankly about shared feelings and experiences. "Trauma Bonds", meanwhile, traces the broken lines of those living in lost communities, but ultimately realises that despite our shared scars, there's still hope to move on to a better future."The message of the album is you're not who you're told you are," Sayle summarises. "You're not your class background. Whatever it is, you're not that. Don't resign yourself to thinking you can't be this and you can't be that."It's a vitally important message right now, and one that could be the motto for not only Blending, but for High Vis themselves.

Coke Bottle Clear VinylFounded in Cologne, Germany in 1985, Pink Turns Blue's blend of atmospheric pop informed by European post-punk contemporaries and buzzing punk dissonance ofHüsker Dü (the band is named after the Zen Arcade song) immediately tapped into a new canon of sound that was foundational to the emergence of darkwave. Tom Elbern (vocals, guitars)formerly of Seltsame Zustände and Mic Jogwer (vocals, bass) were joined by Marcus Giltjes (drums), and Ruebi Walter (keyboards) and caught on through diligently pounding the club circuit and circulating their early, self-financed recordings. Despite the commitment to their craft and initial grassroots success, securing label support proved difficult as they refused to sing in German and their sober tone lacked the shimmer of pop and optimism that executives felt formulaic to success. Still, the band persisted with the duo of Elbern and Jogwer sharing vocal duties and song credits, each informing the other's compositions until Elbern halved the song production and left the band in 1987. Continuing to perform and record as a three piece, the band eventually found roots with FunFactory!, an independent label based in Münster whose manager Axel Seitz shared the band's appreciation of the Velvet Underground and Andy Warhol's Factory vision, urging them to forego releasing singles and focus on a full-length. Released in 1987 and now remastered by Josh Bonati for vinyl release through Dais,If Two Worlds Kissis a seminal offering to the canon of dark wave's DNA - a liquid lesson in melody, mood, and pacing - each track continuously adding to the journey like a unique push pin on a map of melancholy. Defined by their dynamic song-writing, their debut added a new urgency and depth to guitar-driven gothic rock by allowing fast songs such as the lead single "Walking on Both Sides" to possess the same sullen punch and melancholy as slower anthems like "When the Hammer Comes Down", which derives its power on the downbeat. More rhythmic variety is added t...

Drab Majesty's third album, Modern Mirror, is a journey of self-reflection, nostalgia, love, beauty, and heartbreak told across eight addictive and emotional synth pop anthems - a seemingly classic tale delivered unblinkingly through the frame of the modern world. Elements of classic tragedy weigh heavily in the reflection of Modern Mirror in songs like "The Other Side", possessing a fundamental sound that is energetic, luminous and hopeful. Fusing the sonic aesthetics of predecessors like New Order and The Cure within the cautious instruction of Greek mythology and modern science fiction, Drab Majesty has birthed a hybrid of dreamy malaise, captured for a future moment. The first single, "Ellipsis", romantically plays up the distorted concept of courting through modern technology in a world that has yet to adapt, while on "Long Division", Deb's resounding guitar cascades around the chorus shared with No Joy frontwoman Jasamine White-Gluz, wistfully warning us against our vanity and self-obsession. Even when hope for everlasting love peeks through in "Oxytocin", a sparkling and stoic track sung by Mona D., we are firmly reminded our fleeting existence. Produced by Josh Eustis (Telefon Tel Aviv) with appearances by Jasamine White-Gluz (No Joy) and Justin Meldal-Johnson (NIN, Beck, M83, Air).

The New York City duo of Jasmine Golestaneh and Eddie Cooper aka Tempers specialize in a sleek strain of low-lit poetic synth-pop, the latest statement of which feels like the peak fruition of their elusive alchemy. With New Meaning, Tempers present an album about navigating the unknown, coping mechanisms and exploring the nature of choice. Its ten songs reflect on the creation of meaning as an access to freedom and purpose in times of transition and loss. Speculating on the transformative potential that exists alongside the grief of living in a world that is in an ongoing state of crisis. This is distinctly nocturnal music, elegantly introspective and quietly intense, born of "living in a society that is still a dream of itself." Tracks like "Unfamiliar," "Here Nor There," and "Song Behind A Wall" distill the Tempers template to icy pop perfection, drum machinery framed in shivering reverb, Golestaneh's voice both ethereal and towering, simultaneously within and above. On other cuts, Golestaneh and Cooper's production skews more evocatively greyscale, from new wave shadowplay ("Carried Away") to depressive disco ("In And Out Of Hand") to an elegy of hopeful resignation ("Secrets And Lies"). Cooper speaks of production ideas regarding "human architecture," breathing life into the precision of electronics, and of melodic intervals "on the exact edge between major and minor, severe and sweet." New Meaning is a document of forking paths and fleeting transcendence, the liberation of instability and impermanence, of embracing "a constant state of becoming." Ten anthems for a derailed age, fugitive and sympathetic, nightwalking through an "anguished city" towards a nameless future, poised for rebirth: transcendent state, as if having finally glimpsed beyond the pale: "When I have / when I have no name / my joy is blinding."

The latest by Arizona desert brotherhood Alex and Andrew Jarson aka Body Of Light further hones their smoldering strain of tempestuous synth-pop into a transformative suite of anthems, reveries, and reckonings: Bitter Reflection. Written in the wake of 2019's neo-EBM classic, Time To Kill, they sifted inspiration from hidden moments within their own arcana - childhood tapes, home movies, abandoned demos - asking themselves the question: "How can we make this grow?" Sampled snippets of voice, noise, synth, and field recordings flicker in the periphery of these 11 tracks, murmuring like nostalgias half-forgotten, or displaced memories. It's music pulled between twin flames of truth and desire, romanticization and reality, catharsis and control, born of a bond sealed by years, dreams, and blood. Working with Telefon Tel Aviv co-founder Josh Eustis in Los Angeles, the brothers incorporated an expanded array of live instrumentation - piano, bass, saxophone, acoustic guitar - in addition to vintage Akai samplers, Moogs, and archaic hardware, giving the album an eclectic, unpredictable palette. Opener "Get It Right" showcases their impressive refinement: sleekly cold drum machinery builds to a swooning chorus of synths and piano, then suddenly slips into a dream sequence bridge of strummed guitar and echo-shrouded vocals, before surging back to the main melody. Throughout, the songs shift gears and moods in evocative ways, as if bending to fleeting thoughts or lengthening shadows. Simmering synth lament "Strike The Match" captures the Jarsons' unique technique of co-crafted lyrics, accruing meaning as the world turns; though written long before, the track ended up being recorded the day Russia invaded Ukraine ("I fall asleep to the candlelight / things will be different but not tonight / it wouldn't be like you to strike the match / over and over, I can't understand"). A trio of intriguing instrumentals deepen the album's scope, echoing the duo's early experimental era as part of the influential Ascetic House collective. "Fortia," "Hyena," and "Deepcolorlights" drift in a prismatic gauze of whispered synths and oblique minutia, in the spirit of Boards of Canada at their most hushed and haunted. Elsewhere the record spins through a gallery of the band's ongoing fascinations: Depeche Modeesque declarations of dread and excess ("This Conversation"), brooding dance floor epiphanies ("Out Of Season"), smooth Thomas Dolby city skyline melancholias ("Never Ever"), lovesick looking glass ballads laced with Art Of Noise orchestral stabs ("On This Day"). A new age demands new waves, and Body Of Light belongs at the forefront of a resurgent generation fusing modern methods with the sounds of futures past. Singer Alex Jarson sees their muse clearly, at the axis of anguished transition, temporal collapse, and, just possibly, the brink of hope: "Time is dysphoric. The dream breaks down. Everyone's beginning to panic, but in the end something will come from it."

The latest by Arizona desert brotherhood Alex and Andrew Jarson aka Body Of Light further hones their smoldering strain of tempestuous synth-pop into a transformative suite of anthems, reveries, and reckonings: Bitter Reflection. Written in the wake of 2019's neo-EBM classic, Time To Kill, they sifted inspiration from hidden moments within their own arcana - childhood tapes, home movies, abandoned demos - asking themselves the question: "How can we make this grow?" Sampled snippets of voice, noise, synth, and field recordings flicker in the periphery of these 11 tracks, murmuring like nostalgias half-forgotten, or displaced memories. It's music pulled between twin flames of truth and desire, romanticization and reality, catharsis and control, born of a bond sealed by years, dreams, and blood. Working with Telefon Tel Aviv co-founder Josh Eustis in Los Angeles, the brothers incorporated an expanded array of live instrumentation - piano, bass, saxophone, acoustic guitar - in addition to vintage Akai samplers, Moogs, and archaic hardware, giving the album an eclectic, unpredictable palette. Opener "Get It Right" showcases their impressive refinement: sleekly cold drum machinery builds to a swooning chorus of synths and piano, then suddenly slips into a dream sequence bridge of strummed guitar and echo-shrouded vocals, before surging back to the main melody. Throughout, the songs shift gears and moods in evocative ways, as if bending to fleeting thoughts or lengthening shadows. Simmering synth lament "Strike The Match" captures the Jarsons' unique technique of co-crafted lyrics, accruing meaning as the world turns; though written long before, the track ended up being recorded the day Russia invaded Ukraine ("I fall asleep to the candlelight / things will be different but not tonight / it wouldn't be like you to strike the match / over and over, I can't understand"). A trio of intriguing instrumentals deepen the album's scope, echoing the duo's early experimental era as part of the influential Ascetic House collective. "Fortia," "Hyena," and "Deepcolorlights" drift in a prismatic gauze of whispered synths and oblique minutia, in the spirit of Boards of Canada at their most hushed and haunted. Elsewhere the record spins through a gallery of the band's ongoing fascinations: Depeche Modeesque declarations of dread and excess ("This Conversation"), brooding dance floor epiphanies ("Out Of Season"), smooth Thomas Dolby city skyline melancholias ("Never Ever"), lovesick looking glass ballads laced with Art Of Noise orchestral stabs ("On This Day"). A new age demands new waves, and Body Of Light belongs at the forefront of a resurgent generation fusing modern methods with the sounds of futures past. Singer Alex Jarson sees their muse clearly, at the axis of anguished transition, temporal collapse, and, just possibly, the brink of hope: "Time is dysphoric. The dream breaks down. Everyone's beginning to panic, but in the end something will come from it."

The past few years have found Sean McBride, the artist behind Martial Canterel, in a state of flux, ebbing back and forth between material displacement and musical aestheticism. His expert pedigree in electronic sound and arrangement bridges the gap created by an undecidability between life at home and abroad His new album, Lost At Sea, is an attempt for the artist to locate this elusive common ground.The album's introductory track, Giving Up, has all of the hallmarks that Martial Canterel has utilized in the past_melodic chorus, upbeat rhythm and classic sequential dynamism. Where the song diverges is in its core theme of nature: nature's return to a period of restoration after the failures and recklessness of humankind.The slower pace of songs like Scampia and Puszta yearn for McBride's complex love affair with far flung destinations. Re-evaluating the political strife and social unrest in these historical locations, McBride delves deeper into political and geological reference points creating symbolic representations using mechanized percussion, white noise and various sine waves.The conceptual nature of Lost at Sea reaches even deeper depths within the waveforms of Astralize, a track based upon academic Donna Haraway's pre-civilized theories of human neglect after the `azstralization'.

Since his recording debut as Choir Boy in 2016, Adam Klopp has crafted nostalgic anthems, tapping the sound of swirling 1980s synth noir and captivating, cinematic songs sweeping with pensive sorrow and glowing hope. As a former member of the Mormon faith, Klopp spent his youth both in the pews of his place of worship, but also churning through DIY punk venues, before leaving the sect in the thick of a mission in Tahiti. The duality of faith and fiction are central to the lush explorations on his debut album Passive With Desire. Recorded at Studio Studio Dada, the album's tracks permuted as bedroom sketches, awash with camp, the sting of loss, and allusions to halcyon days of nocturnal, electronic driven pop. Retaining elements of Klopp's original demos, Passive With Desire was recorded with a full band and polished with trumpet, strings, as well as archival samples calling back to Klopp's hazy youth.Engineered by Klopp, Bret Meisenbach, and Stephen Cope, Passive With Desire is the entry point to Choir Boy's world of emotive wit, novella kissed lyricism, and bouncy, synth-forward takes on traditional song writing bound by the universal themes of loss, desire, evolution, and exploration.

Since his recording debut as Choir Boy in 2016, Adam Klopp has crafted nostalgic anthems, tapping the sound of swirling 1980s synth noir and captivating, cinematic songs sweeping with pensive sorrow and glowing hope. As a former member of the Mormon faith, Klopp spent his youth both in the pews of his place of worship, but also churning through DIY punk venues, before leaving the sect in the thick of a mission in Tahiti. The duality of faith and fiction are central to the lush explorations on his debut album Passive With Desire. Recorded at Studio Studio Dada, the album's tracks permuted as bedroom sketches, awash with camp, the sting of loss, and allusions to halcyon days of nocturnal, electronic driven pop. Retaining elements of Klopp's original demos, Passive With Desire was recorded with a full band and polished with trumpet, strings, as well as archival samples calling back to Klopp's hazy youth.Engineered by Klopp, Bret Meisenbach, and Stephen Cope, Passive With Desire is the entry point to Choir Boy's world of emotive wit, novella kissed lyricism, and bouncy, synth-forward takes on traditional song writing bound by the universal themes of loss, desire, evolution, and exploration.

Salt Lake City's indie pop favorites Choir Boy return after four years with the release of their new cosmic album, Gathering Swans. An emotionally powerful record, full of poignant heartbreak and gently steeped in pop nostalgia, Choir Boy push their distinctive sound further, while tenderly romancing the unsuspected.Since the release of their well-received 2016 debut Passive With Desire, of which Slug Magazine's Erin Moore declares to be "...packed with songs that are infectious by way of their sound, as well as their emotion...", and their 2018 single "Sunday Light", the band evolved from singer Adam Klopp's project accompanied by a rotating cast of players into a solidified, permanent lineup featuring long-time collaborator and bassist Chaz Costello, saxophonist and keyboardist Jeff Kleinman, and guitarist Michael Paulsen. Following a series of tours with such notable acts as Cold Cave, Snail Mail, and Ceremony, Choir Boy began writing their new album. Proving to be a worthy successor, Gathering Swans builds upon Choir Boy's infectiousness with unique pop sensibilities and impeccable polish.The first single, Complainer, demonstrates Klopp's angelic voice effortlessly floating within the heart-wrenchingly somber melodies, that in a tender state, will surely render tears. Lyrically, the song poses a form of wounded optimism, declaring "Oh my life, what a pitiful thing to hear... But it's not that bad... I'm just a complainer". Tracks such as Toxic Eye undoubtedly present the touching "choral-pop" sound that has come to be a hallmark of Choir Boy. Repetitious, layered vocal hooks that fade into the background, allowing the absence between breaths to be filled with the serene melody that embodies the foundation of Choir Boy's appeal, demonstrating that the ethereal moments between the bright choruses and memorable hooks are as equally crucial and unforgettable as the lyrical content itself. A slightly more solemn ballad, Eat The Frog, skillfully adapts Choir Boy's taste for nostalgia and translates such desi...

Salt Lake City's indie pop favorites Choir Boy return after four years with the release of their new cosmic album, Gathering Swans. An emotionally powerful record, full of poignant heartbreak and gently steeped in pop nostalgia, Choir Boy push their distinctive sound further, while tenderly romancing the unsuspected.Since the release of their well-received 2016 debut Passive With Desire, of which Slug Magazine's Erin Moore declares to be "...packed with songs that are infectious by way of their sound, as well as their emotion...", and their 2018 single "Sunday Light", the band evolved from singer Adam Klopp's project accompanied by a rotating cast of players into a solidified, permanent lineup featuring long-time collaborator and bassist Chaz Costello, saxophonist and keyboardist Jeff Kleinman, and guitarist Michael Paulsen. Following a series of tours with such notable acts as Cold Cave, Snail Mail, and Ceremony, Choir Boy began writing their new album. Proving to be a worthy successor, Gathering Swans builds upon Choir Boy's infectiousness with unique pop sensibilities and impeccable polish.The first single, Complainer, demonstrates Klopp's angelic voice effortlessly floating within the heart-wrenchingly somber melodies, that in a tender state, will surely render tears. Lyrically, the song poses a form of wounded optimism, declaring "Oh my life, what a pitiful thing to hear... But it's not that bad... I'm just a complainer". Tracks such as Toxic Eye undoubtedly present the touching "choral-pop" sound that has come to be a hallmark of Choir Boy. Repetitious, layered vocal hooks that fade into the background, allowing the absence between breaths to be filled with the serene melody that embodies the foundation of Choir Boy's appeal, demonstrating that the ethereal moments between the bright choruses and memorable hooks are as equally crucial and unforgettable as the lyrical content itself. A slightly more solemn ballad, Eat The Frog, skillfully adapts Choir Boy's taste for nostalgia and translates such desi...

Cold Gawd is the flag under which California-based multi-instrumentalist Matt Wainwright creates stormy, wounded shoegaze music born of open tunings and R&B melodies. His second collection, God Get Me The Fuck Out Of Here, took shape in the winter of 2020 while working long solo shifts at a coffee shop in Chicago. Fueled by dreams of returning to his hometown of Rancho Cucamonga and reconnecting with old friends from past hardcore bands, Wainright holed up with his coveted pink Jazzmaster, an array of FX pedals, and a laptop, and wrote the entire album in a month. In March of 2021 he made the move, heading back west to the Inland Empire, where he booked sessions with Gabe Largaespada at Open Ocean to track and mix. Despite recording every instrument himself, the results have the lived-in feel of a practiced live band (which Cold Gawd now are, fleshed into a sixpiece). Cascading walls of guitar churn, surge, and ripple, framed by sunken rhythms and Wainright's distant, defeated voice, veiled in violet haze. He cites the thematic common ground between shoegaze and R&B as a central muse, both obsessively fixated on love, lust, and longing, in forms alternately grandiose and minor key. Lyrically the album sways between oblique and desperate, yearning and resigned - with the exception of "Comfort Thug," a brooding, largely improvised spoken word piece inspired by the notable lack of black musicians in shoegaze. Cold Gawd is here to change that. God Get Me The Fuck Out Of Here channels malaise and melancholy into gauzy, galvanized anthems of escape, change, and introspection. The crushing closing cut, "Passing Through the Opposite of What It Approaches," heaves and hovers like looming storm clouds, beneath which Wainright sings (and bandmate Arturo Ramirez screams) as close to a mission statement as the album offers: "leave what you know / and get grown / everyday / remember / why you left."

Cold Gawd is the flag under which California-based multi-instrumentalist Matt Wainwright creates stormy, wounded shoegaze music born of open tunings and R&B melodies. His second collection, God Get Me The Fuck Out Of Here, took shape in the winter of 2020 while working long solo shifts at a coffee shop in Chicago. Fueled by dreams of returning to his hometown of Rancho Cucamonga and reconnecting with old friends from past hardcore bands, Wainright holed up with his coveted pink Jazzmaster, an array of FX pedals, and a laptop, and wrote the entire album in a month. In March of 2021 he made the move, heading back west to the Inland Empire, where he booked sessions with Gabe Largaespada at Open Ocean to track and mix. Despite recording every instrument himself, the results have the lived-in feel of a practiced live band (which Cold Gawd now are, fleshed into a sixpiece). Cascading walls of guitar churn, surge, and ripple, framed by sunken rhythms and Wainright's distant, defeated voice, veiled in violet haze. He cites the thematic common ground between shoegaze and R&B as a central muse, both obsessively fixated on love, lust, and longing, in forms alternately grandiose and minor key. Lyrically the album sways between oblique and desperate, yearning and resigned - with the exception of "Comfort Thug," a brooding, largely improvised spoken word piece inspired by the notable lack of black musicians in shoegaze. Cold Gawd is here to change that. God Get Me The Fuck Out Of Here channels malaise and melancholy into gauzy, galvanized anthems of escape, change, and introspection. The crushing closing cut, "Passing Through the Opposite of What It Approaches," heaves and hovers like looming storm clouds, beneath which Wainright sings (and bandmate Arturo Ramirez screams) as close to a mission statement as the album offers: "leave what you know / and get grown / everyday / remember / why you left."

West coast new romantic icon Riki returns with her 2nd simulacrum of pitch-perfect synth-pop, aptly titled for the precious substance it is: Gold. Inspired by notions of symbolic power, letting go, and transmutable realms of the heart, the album further refines her rare gift for making swooning melancholia as anthemic as it atmospheric. Working with Telefon Tel Aviv co-founder Josh Eustis at his Pasadena studio, the sessions unfolded fluidly and fruitfully, focusing on "quieter moments" and refining the record's palette and voice. Occasional interruption from a nearby flock of wild parrots infused a mood of California dreaming, purple sunsets dissolving into deepening neon night.Like all the most elusive pop, Riki's songcraft is simultaneously direct and oblique, dynamic and detached, shifting from sparkling chorus to elliptical outro according to its own poetic logic. She characterizes her lyrical muse as "very much what's going on in my life, things I wanted to say but didn't have the platform." This subcurrent of dream fulfillment animates the melodies with a specificity and immediacy that transcends her pantheon of 80's influences: from Saâda Bonaire and Strawberry Switchblade to Bryan Ferry, Bananarama, and beyond. Gold skews less dance floor than her instant classic 2020 debut but taken as a collection it's equally stirring, stylish, and exquisitely produced. Evocatively layered arrangements of drum machinery, sequencer, fretless bass, grey sky guitar, saxophone, and FX, anchored by Riki's singular voice, alternately widescreen and wounded, yearning beyond time for ecstasies both fleeting and forever: "Thought I knew you, but you've gone far away / it's not in your nature to stay / but the thought that I need you, grows stronger every day / the colors begin / to change."

Ever Crashing, the second LP by Kennedy Ashlyn aka Srsq [pronounced `seer-skew'], is the summation of a nearly three-year journey of soul searching, songwriting, and self-discovery: "I became myself in the process of making this record." From the first choral swells of opener "It Always Rains," it's clear this collection exists on an ascendant plane, capturing an artist in super bloom. Every song hits like a single, heaving with guitar, synth, strings, live drums, and oceans of Ashlyn's astounding voice, balletic and illuminated. The tracks gleam with detail, often assembled from as many as 100 separate tracks, all of which were written and played solely by Ashlyn - a feat of world-building as daunting as it is devastating. For her, however, the process is intrinsic and intuitive - even a matter of survival. Her 2018 solo debut emerged in response to the tragic Ghost Ship fire in Oakland, which took the life of her bandmate and best friend Cash Askew. Similarly, Ever Crashing began materializing in the wake of an Adhd and bipolar disorder diagnosis, prompting a profound personal overhaul. Ashlyn cites such periods of turmoil as a muse of sorts, when "songs begin to echo within me," gradually reverberating clearer and more vividly. As melodies and arrangements come into focus, the songs act like containers, vessels in which to externalize and exorcise tumultuous emotions, a transformation she memorializes in the climax of "Élan Vital:" "Reeling in and out of deep despair / I am saved by song." From swooning end credits balladry ("Dead Loss") to orchestral slowburn torch songs ("Abyss") to dizzying shoegaze heavens ("Someday I Will Bask In The Sun"), the album exudes a sense of aching grandeur and bewildered joy, rich with triumphs hard won and lost loves never forgotten. Melodies pirouette and crescendo in dazzling, elevated acrobatics, somewhere between Kate Bush and The Sundays, threaded with ethereal undercurrents of shimmering shadow. Riffs brood and sparkle over crystalline synths, buoyant bass, and patient percussion, steadily building to holy moments of tidal power, finessed to perfection by producer Chris Coady (Beach House, Slowdive, Zola Jesus). Ashlyn's is a dream-pop of questing catharsis, vulnerable but orchestral, as dense with hooks as heartbreak. The album's title refers to Ashlyn's recurring sensation of being trapped in the crest of a wave, turned and churned in the surf, mirroring the cycles of self-flagellation and surrender that she battles being bipolar. But as the poetic raptures of these songs attest, her creative process thrives at transmuting trauma into potent music of arresting beauty and hidden divinity. Ever Crashing is an aching, rare work, shaded with gradients of reverie and regret, loss and letting go, "mourning the person I thought I should be, mourning the person I never was." But even in its pain, Ashlyn's voice exerts a redemptive gravity, yearning to transform and transcend: "Even on the inside / I'm bracing for impact / I'm waiting to destroy my life / To become sunlight."

Ever Crashing, the second LP by Kennedy Ashlyn aka SRSQ [pronounced `seer-skew'], is the summation of a nearly three-year journey of soul searching, songwriting, and self-discovery: "I became myself in the process of making this record." From the first choral swellsof opener "It Always Rains," it's clear this collection exists on an ascendant plane, capturing an artist in super bloom. Every song hits like a single, heaving with guitar, synth, strings, live drums, and oceans of Ashlyn's astounding voice, balletic and illuminated. The tracks gleam with detail, often assembled from as many as 100 separate tracks, all of which were written and played solely by Ashlyn - a feat of world-building as daunting as it is devastating. For her, however, the process is intrinsic and intuitive - even a matter of survival. Her 2018 solo debut emerged in response to the tragic Ghost Ship fire in Oakland, which took the life of her bandmate and best friend Cash Askew. Similarly, Ever Crashing began materializing in the wake of an ADHD and bipolar disorder diagnosis, prompting a profound personal overhaul. Ashlyn cites such periods of turmoil as a muse of sorts, when "songs begin to echo within me," gradually reverberating clearer and more vividly. As melodies and arrangements come into focus, the songs act like containers, vessels in which to externalize and exorcise tumultuous emotions, a transformation she memorializes in the climax of"Élan Vital:" "Reeling in and out of deep despair / I am saved by song." From swooning end credits balladry ("Dead Loss") to orchestral slowburn torch songs ("Abyss") to dizzying shoegaze heavens ("Someday I Will Bask In The Sun"), the album exudes a sense of aching grandeur and bewildered joy, rich with triumphs hard won and lost loves never forgotten. Melodies pirouette and crescendo in dazzling, elevated acrobatics, somewhere between Kate Bush and The Sundays, threaded with ethereal undercurrents of shimmering shadow. Riffs brood and sparkle over crystalline synths, buoyant bass, and pati...

Adopting a collaborative approach for the recording of their third album, Death Bells have returned Between Here & Everywhere, an effort that captures the cross-section of Southern California's shadowy hidden interzones, outside of the lights and luxury. The record features nine new songs that represent Will Canning and Remy Veselis' continual growth, as well as accompaniment by an experienced cast of contributors on keys, strings, piano, and operatic backup vocals. Recorded with Colin Knight at Paradise Studios, and mixed by Mike Kriebel at Golden Beat, Between Here & Everywhere bristles with immediacy and emotion, with every element tactile, balanced, and elevated. Between Here & Everywhere sets out to map the potent mess of Los Angeles. Canning cites the "vastness" of the band's adopted home as a constant muse, and much like the city itself, the album ebbs gradually from harrowing to hopeful over its 35-minute runtime. The lyrics are categorized as "narrative, but not autobiographical," born of intrigue, intimacy, and a sense of "looking outward." From the highly-strung blast of "Hysteria", to the hypnotic rhythms of "Lifespring", and the staunchly resonant hope displayed in "Last Days", "Space Without A Name" and "Eternity Street", Between Here & Everywhere encompasses Death Bells' most captivating work to date.

Adopting a collaborative approach for the recording of their third album, Death Bells have returned Between Here & Everywhere, an effort that captures the cross-section of Southern California's shadowy hidden interzones, outside of the lights and luxury. The record features nine new songs that represent Will Canning and Remy Veselis' continual growth, as well as accompaniment by an experienced cast of contributors on keys, strings, piano, and operatic backup vocals. Recorded with Colin Knight at Paradise Studios, and mixed by Mike Kriebel at Golden Beat, Between Here & Everywhere bristles with immediacy and emotion, with every element tactile, balanced, and elevated. Between Here & Everywhere sets out to map the potent mess of Los Angeles. Canning cites the "vastness" of the band's adopted home as a constant muse, and much like the city itself, the album ebbs gradually from harrowing to hopeful over its 35-minute runtime. The lyrics are categorized as "narrative, but not autobiographical," born of intrigue, intimacy, and a sense of "looking outward." From the highly-strung blast of "Hysteria", to the hypnotic rhythms of "Lifespring", and the staunchly resonant hope displayed in "Last Days", "Space Without A Name" and "Eternity Street", Between Here & Everywhere encompasses Death Bells' most captivating work to date.

The second LP by California rock n roll unit SPICE expands their palette of damaged anthems and addiction poetics with a more bristling, visceral sound, distilled from years in the trenches of bands, break-ups, and breakdowns. Singer Ross Farrar explains their chemistry succinctly: "We all got in a room and this is what came out." Viv is named for a precursor project of bassist Cody Sullivan and violinist Victoria Skudlarek, but also alludes to broader notions of vividness, sonic, visual, and otherwise. Engineered by Jack Shirley and mixed/mastered by Sam Pura in Oakland, the mix achieves that rare balance of every element being elevated but distinct...

Spice singer Ross Farrar speaks of the band's ambition to forge a sort of aesthetic patois: a mode of expression as strikingly regional as it is recognizable. Last year's self-titled debut, released in the depths of the pandemic, fully achieved this goal, distilling decades of North Bay punk and post-hardcore into an urgent, artful set of emotive unrest. Their latest single, A Better Treatment b/w Everyone Gets In, further refines the group's singular mix of weathered melody and abrasive poetics, equal parts bracing, bruised, and cryptic. "A Better Treatment" began as a song about a friend who died but through the turmoil of collaboration transformed into something more macroscopic and opaque, blurring the boundary between hopeful and defeated ("I thought loving someone would cure my self-hatred"). Bass and drums build against walls of guitar while the violin threads its own melancholy within the noise; Farrar is blunt about the intention: "The violin is an instrument of death you know." "Everyone Gets In" is both poppier and more pained, an anthem for angst aging into the reverie of regret: "We lose our strength / along the way / we lose each other / the funeral sways." The tempo sways too, gradually slowing to an anxious crawl before finally revving back into a storm of shimmering guitar and splashing drums, fighting against the dying of the light. It's music of raw truths and rejected pedestals, storied but unswerving, a revolt against the great regress: "and my / my time is spent / adoring seasons / that I / I never should've."

East Coast Minimal Wave Institution Xeno & Oaklander's Seventh Full-Length Further Distills Their Iconic Noir Synth Pop Into A Streamlined Suite Of Gleaming, Graceful Retrofuturism. Inspired By Ideas Of Sy...

New York Electronic Experimentalist Nicky Mao's 4th Full-Length, Silvercoat The Throng, Emerged Against The Backdrop Of Lockdown, Compelled By An Intuitive Directive: "Resist The Urge To Fill The Space." Compositionally This Translated As A Simmering, Shadowy Energy, Veiled But Variable, Traced In A Composite Of Strings, Synthetics, Rhythm, And Voice. The Title Alludes To A Poetic Notion Of "Possibility, Rescued From Darkness," Which Aptly Evokes The Shape-Shifting, Devotional Feel Of These Ambitious And Elegant Sound Designs, Crafted In Defiance Of Impermanence, Driven By The Pursuit Of Becoming "More And More Articulated, Differentiated." Collaborations With Travis From Ono, Speaker Music, And Muqata'a Further Expand The Album's Lyrical, Liminal Palette, Meshing Elements Of Experimental Techno, Spoken Word, Neo-Classical, And Industrial Noise Into A Fluid, Encrypted Dialect All Its Own. Mao Speaks Of Creative Strategies Of Solidification And Reification, Encounter And Transformation, Pure Being And Punctuation - A Multitude Of Sparks, Fuses, And Forking Paths Leading Across Fresh Thresholds And Twilit Terrain. Taken As A Whole, Silvercoat Captures Hiro Kone At The Peak Of Their Powers, Alchemizing Disruption And Decomposition Into Regenerative Interior Worlds: "Within The Darkness And Absence Is An Opportunity For Discovery."

New York Electronic Experimentalist Nicky Mao's 4th Full-Length, Silvercoat The Throng, Emerged Against The Backdrop Of Lockdown, Compelled By An Intuitive Directive: "Resist The Urge To Fill The Space." Compositionally This Translated As A Simmering, Shadowy Energy, Veiled But Variable, Traced In A Composite Of Strings, Synthetics, Rhythm, And Voice. The Title Alludes To A Poetic Notion Of "Possibility, Rescued From Darkness," Which Aptly Evokes The Shape-Shifting, Devotional Feel Of These Ambitious And Elegant Sound Designs, Crafted In Defiance Of Impermanence, Driven By The Pursuit Of Becoming "More And More Articulated, Differentiated." Collaborations With Travis From Ono, Speaker Music, And Muqata'a Further Expand The Album's Lyrical, Liminal Palette, Meshing Elements Of Experimental Techno, Spoken Word, Neo-Classical, And Industrial Noise Into A Fluid, Encrypted Dialect All Its Own. Mao Speaks Of Creative Strategies Of Solidification And Reification, Encounter And Transformation, Pure Being And Punctuation - A Multitude Of Sparks, Fuses, And Forking Paths Leading Across Fresh Thresholds And Twilit Terrain. Taken As A Whole, Silvercoat Captures Hiro Kone At The Peak Of Their Powers, Alchemizing Disruption And Decomposition Into Regenerative Interior Worlds: "Within The Darkness And Absence Is An Opportunity For Discovery."

- For Fans Of: This Mortal Coil, Xmal Deutschland, Interpol, Zoviet France, Clan Of Xymox- First Ever Reissue - Cd And Vinyl Download Card Include Three Rare B-Side Bonustracks// Cindytalk Is The Mercurial, Expressionist Outlet Of Scottish Artist Cinder. An Evolution Of Her Early 1980's Edinburgh-Based Punk Band The Freeze, She Launched The Project Upon Moving To London, Inspired By The Crossroads Of Exploratory Uk Post-Punk And Early European Industrial. Her Work Thrives On Chance And Transformation, Collaging Elements Of Noise, Balladry, Soundtrack, Catharsis, And Improvisation. After A Series Of Celebrated Albums For The Midnight Music Label As Well As Collaborations With This Mortal Coil And Cocteau Twins,Cinder Migrated To The United States, Becoming Involved With Various Underground Techno Collectives Around The Midwest And West Coast. Subsequent Relocations To Hong Kong And Japan Further Expanded Cindytalk's Horizons, Resulting In A Fruitful Partnership With Viennese Experimental Institution Editionsmego, For Whom She Released Five Albums Of Swooning, Granular Atmosphere. 2021 Finds Her As Engaged As Ever, At The Precipice Of Long-Awaited Back Catalog Reissues Alongside Multiple New Works, Guided By Her Lasting Love Of Discovery And Deviation: "New Pathways Always Being Uncovered." Across Decades Of Activity Cinder's Body Of Work Has Forever Followed Its Ownelusive Muse But Nowhere Is This Restless Spirit More Apparent And Ambitious Than The 4th Cindytalk Lp, Wappinschaw. Conceived As "A Call To Arms" Inspired By Scotland And Its Struggle For Independence, The Title Refers To An Archaic Scottish Battle Inspection During Which Clan Chieftains Surveyed Their Group's Weapons To Ensure They Were Combat Ready. A Mindset Of Reflective Preparation Threads Throughout The Record, Manifested In Forms Both Naked And Noisy, Ancient Andanguished. Opening With An Aching Solo Vocal Rendition Of The British Folk Standard "The First Time Ever (I Saw Your Face)," The Album Then Surges Into The Cindytalk C...

Cindytalk Is The Mercurial, Expressionist Outlet Of Scottish Artist Cinder. An Evolution Of Her Early 1980's Edinburgh-Based Punk Band The Freeze, She Launched The Project Upon Moving To London, Inspired By The Crossroads Of Exploratory Uk Post-Punk And Early European Industrial. Her Work Thrives On Chance And Transformation, Collaging Elements Of Noise, Balladry, Soundtrack, Catharsis, And Improvisation. After A Series Of Celebrated Albums For The Midnight Music Label As Well As Collaborations With This Mortal Coil And Cocteau Twins,Cinder Migrated To The United States, Becoming Involved With Various Underground Techno Collectives Around The Midwest And West Coast. Subsequent Relocations To Hong Kong And Japan Further Expanded Cindytalk's Horizons, Resulting In A Fruitful Partnership With Viennese Experimental Institution Editionsmego, For Whom She Released Five Full-Lengths Of Swooning, Granular Atmosphere. 2021 Finds Her As Engaged As Ever, At The Precipice Of Long-Awaited Back Catalog Reissues Alongside Multiple New Works, Guided By Her Lasting Love Of Discoveryand Deviation: Ünew Pathways Always Being Uncovered.The 3rd Album By Scottish Industrial Enigma Cinder Aka Cindytalk Began Life As The Soundtrack To An Experimental Film By English Director Ivan Unnwin Entitled Eclipse (The Amateur Enthusiast's Guide To Virus Deployment), And Was Originallyslated For Release Via Factory Records' Video Division, Ikon. Inspired Heavily By Alan Splet's Eerily Disembodied Sound Design In David Lynch's Eraserhead, The Collection's 15 Pieces Seethe Between Field Recordings, Wistful Piano Vignettes,And Lurking Metallic Haze . A Hybrid Palette Cinder Characterized At The Time As Ü"Ambi-Dustrial".Ü Unfortunately Ikon Collapsed On The Eve Of The Project's Completion So The Film Was Never Distributed, But The Midnight Music Imprintrepackaged Cindytalk's Score As An Lp In 1990 Under The Name The Wind Is Strong... (Full Title: The Wind Is Strong - A Sparrow Dances, Piercing Holes In Our Sky). Long Out Of Print, T...

Hide Are An Electronic Duo Based In Chicago. The Pair Create Dark And Heavy Samplebased Compositions Using A Combination Of Self-Sourced Field Recordings And Various Pop Culture And Media References. Their Music Is Textured, Minimal, And Powerful,Giving Raw Vulnerability An Opportunity To Unfurl. Their Work Is Honest, Confrontational, Powerful And Thought-Provoking.Hide's Third Album, Interior Terror Further Abandons Traditional Concepts Of Song Structure In Favor Of Splintered Rhythms And Fevered, Immediate Release. Expanding Onprevious Themes Of Autonomy And Empowerment, Interior Terror Addresses And Questions The Corporeal And Immaterial Body In A Physical And Metaphysical Sense. Turning To The Dread Inside, Reflecting On The World Around Us, Hide Gives Voice To Thepower Of Destruction As A Catalyst For Hope, And To The Collective Experiences Of Those Who've Come Before Us As A Wellspring Of Our Own Power. Raw Vocal Delivery Ofmantra-Like Prose Issued Forth Yields A Raging, Plaintive Wail That Lulls, Mocks, Questions, Proclaims And Decries. A Dearth Of Collected Field Recordings Give Way To More Fluid Arrangements While Retaining A Scathing Urgency. The Result Is Minimal, Spacious, And Jarring; A Distant Knocking Grown Into The Pulse Of A Hypnotic Dirge, Drones Emerge From Shards Of Decomposed Sound, Bending, Seething Their Way Through Your Body.

Drab Majesty's First Release For Dais Records Was The "Unknown To The I" Cassette In 2015, Which Featured The Title Track That Would Later Appear On His Debut Album "Careless" That Summer. The Additional Early Cuts "Saturn Inc." And "Ultra Violet" Have Previously Only Been Available On Digital Or As Cd Bonus Tracks. Now, Along With The "Unarian Dances" 12" Also Released On March 26, These Songs Are Finally Made Available On Vinyl In 45 Rpm 12" Format, Bringing All Early Drab Majesty Material From The Careless Era (2012-2015) To Vinyl. Mastered By Josh Bonati With Beautiful New Packaging By Nathaniel Young. Drab Majesty Is The Project Of Deb Demure, The Androgynous Alter-Ego Of L.A.-Based Musician Andrew Clinco And Partner Mona D. With Its Combination Of Reverb-Drenched Guitars, Synth Bass Lines, Commanding Vocals, And Rhythmic Drum Machine Beats, This Project Is A Stark Departure From Clinco's Previous Stints As Drummer In Marriages And Black Mare. Dubbed "Tragic Wave" And "Mid-Fi" By Demure, Drab Majesty Eloquently Blends Classic 80s New Wave And Hints Of Early 4ad With A Futuristic Originality. A Talented Multi-Instrumentalist, Demure Composes All Of The Elements Of Drab Majesty. However, Rather Than Taking Personal Credit For The Music, Demure Insists That The Inspirationfor The Songs Is Received From An Other-Worldly Source And That Deb Is Merely A Vessel Through Which Outside Ideas Flow Inward. But Drab Majesty Is More Than Just A Musical Project _ It's A Methodical Experiment In The Identity Of Creativity. The Character Deb Demure Is An Enigma That Eludes All Expectations Of Gender And Ego. When Demure's Imposing 6' 4" Figure Assumes The Stage, Deb's Playful, Harlequin-Esque Appearance, Tempered By An Ominous Body Language, And Clashing With The Dreamy, Ethereal Melodiescomes Across As A Web Of Contrasts. The Result Is A Perfect Balance Between Seemingly Conflicting Messages, Between The High And The Low, The Drab And The Divine.

Drab Majesty's First Ever Release Was The 2012 Self-Released Cassette Tape "Unarian Dances". Originally Limited To 100 Copies, Tracks From This Tape Would Eventually Make Their Way Onto The Completely Careless Cd Collection As Bonus Cuts. Now, Along With The "Unknown To The I" 12" Also Released On March 26, These Songs Are Finally Made Available On Vinyl In 45 Rpm 12" Format, Bringing All Early Drab Majesty Material From The Careless Era (2012-2015) To Vinyl. Mastered By Josh Bonati With Beautiful New Packaging By Nathaniel Young. Drab Majesty Is The Project Of Deb Demure, The Androgynous Alter-Ego Of L.A.-Based Musician Andrew Clinco And Partner Mona D. With Its Combination Of Reverb-Drenched Guitars, Synth Bass Lines, Commanding Vocals, And Rhythmic Drum Machine Beats, This Project Is A Stark Departure From Clinco's Previous Stintsas Drummer In Marriages And Black Mare. Dubbed "Tragic Wave" And "Mid-Fi" By Demure, Drab Majesty Eloquently Blends Classic 80s New Wave And Hints Of Early 4ad With A Futuristic Originality. A Talented Multi-Instrumentalist, Demure Composes All Of The Elements Of Drab Majesty. However, Rather Than Taking Personal Credit For The Music, Demure Insists That The Inspiration For The Songs Is Received From An Other-Worldly Source And That Deb Is Merely A Vessel Through Which Outside Ideas Flow Inward. But Drab Majesty Is More Than Just A Musical Project _ It's A Methodical Experiment In The Identity Of Creativity. The Character Deb Demure Is An Enigma That Eludesall Expectations Of Gender And Ego. When Demure's Imposing 6' 4" Figure Assumes The Stage, Deb's Playful, Harlequin-Esque Appearance, Tempered By An Ominous Body Language, And Clashing With The Dreamy, Ethereal Melodies Comes Across As A Web Of Contrasts. The Result Is A Perfect Balance Between Seeminglyconflicting Messages, Between The High And The Low, The Drab And The Divine.

Over The Years, American Composer Rafael Anton Irisarri Has Become Ubiquitous Within The Spheres Of Ambient, Drone And Electronic Music. Whether It's Through Irisarri's Celestial Long-Form Albums Or His Lauded Audio Engineering Credentialsfor Countless Artists And Labels, Irisarri's Consistent Dedication To His Craft Never Wavers From The Forefront. While Irisarri's Compositions Typically Field An Array Of Modern Ambient Overtones Threaded Through Oceanic Symphonies With Tape Loops, Bowed Electric Guitar And Vast Washes Of Overdriven Sound, His Recent Debut Album For Dais Records, Peripeteia, Portrays These Common Themes Giving Way To Metal And Classicalinfluences That Emphasizes Irisarri's Melancholic Tendencies. These Unique Overtures, Coupled With His Signature Layering Of Distortion And Bleached-Out Textures, Fabricate An Audible Environment That Would Seemingly Be At Odds With,Yet Gracefully Complement Each Other. In Irisarri's Own Words, "My Previous Works Internalize Any Exterior Forces Or Circumstances, While Trying To Make Sense Of The World. Peripeteia Reverses That Approach, Focusing On The Personal In Order To Tell A Wider Human Story." The Emotional Depth Found Throughout Peripeteia Is Impeccably On Display Withthe Track, Mellified. A Collaboration With Spanish Composer Yamila, The Choral Arrangements Bring To Mind The Sacred Music Of Arvo Pärt, While Her Voice Combines The Andalusian "Cante Jondo" Style With Medieval Modes, Almost Drowning In Layers Of Octave Fuzz Distortion And Dystopian Synths Patterns. Onarduous Clarity, The Bright Arpeggiating Melody That Churns Throughout, Offers The Initial Glimmer Of Optimism In An Otherwise Decaying Tale Of Personal Turmoil. This Encouraging Glimpse Is Short Lived However, As The Song Refuge/Refuseseemingly Plummets Into The Mourning Depths Of Somber Despair. A Chorus Of Voices Steadily Crawls From Its Desolate Terrain - A Sea Of Broken Spirits, Eternally Resigned To Strain And Bellow Their Final Lament. Fright And Control, A Piece Whichis E...

Repressed In Quantity For The First Time In Years.Includes The Hit Single "Strange Harvest".Tempers, Comprised Of Jasmine Golestaneh And Eddie Cooper, Have Carved Out Their Own Niche Within Dark Indie, Electronica And Synth-Pop Circles. Their Sound Is About Exploring Tonal And Emotional Tension As Much As It Is About Actual Tracks Or Singular Moments. Adrenalizing Yet Hypnotic Landscapes Layer Mechanical And Sensual Impulses, As Crystalline Vocals Weave Fever Dreams Of Yearning And Alienation. Informed By Both Golestaneh's Involvement In Musical Performance And Visual Art And Cooper's Electronic Production Resume, As Well As Their Time In The States And Abroad, They Operate As A Multi-Disciplined Entity In The Spirit And Ethos Of Factory Records. Tempers Describe Their Creative Process As A Telepathic Kinship They've Developed Since They Started Making Music Together: "We Have These Sort Of Unspoken Criteria When We're Writing Music. We Never Really Need To Explain What That Is But We Both Know When It's Missing Or When We've Hit It." After A String Of Critically Acclaimed Singles Beginning In 2013 With "Eyes Wide Wider" B/W "Hell Hotline," The Duo Released Their Debut Lp "Services" (2015) On Cult Imprint Aufnahme + Wiedergabe Resulting In The Underground Club Hit "Strange Harvest", Extensive International Touring And Sold-Out Shows. The Album's Vinyl Edition Soon Became A Sought After Collectors Item. Their 2017 Ep "Fundamental Fantasy" Was Released As A Result Of The Vinyl Factory's Volcano Extravaganza Artist Residency On The Aeolian Island Of Stromboli. Following Their Unique Creative Compass, In 2018 They Indirectly Moved From The Dance Floor To Galleries, Releasing "Junkspace" A Conceptual Collaboration With Famed Architect Rem Koolhaas. The Record Is Available In The World's Most Select Cultural Hotspots, From The New Museum In New York To Walther Konig Museum Stores Throughout Europe, A Testament To Tempers' Love For Experimental Output And Unorthodox Presentation. In 2019 Tempers Signed With D...

Salt Lake City's Indie Pop Favorites Choir Boy Return After Four Years With The Release Of Their New Cosmic Album, Gathering Swans. An Emotionally Powerful Record, Full Of Poignant Heartbreak And Gently Steeped In Pop Nostalgia, Choir Boy Push Their Distinctive Sound Further, While Tenderly Romancing The Unsuspected. Since The Release Of Their Well-Received 2016 Debut Passive With Desire, Of Which Slug Magazine's Erin Moore Declares To Be "...Packed With Songs That Are Infectious By Way Of Their Sound, As Well As Their Emotion...