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a hazy, gauzy wall of shimmer stands between the listener and the beat. the sonic theme of isolation in an environment of industrial entropy pulls this record in two directions: grounded unfettered song structures, an escapist fantasy production techniques. at its hardest there’s still an element of retro computer sound card, a softening barrier. and at its most vulnerable, there’s still a sense of light, sun piercing the raindrops your eyelashes hang on to. haunted and hopeful Arpad Okay