A song is shackled to its author for better or worse, particularly when that author is also the performer. Cigarettes After Sex have liberated an old MOR favorite from its master and turned it into a lounge number that seduces the individual.
I listen to this and I feel like I'm in some non Euclidean space where moving forward is taking me back to where I was coming from. It's night time. There are steetlamps, the air is dry and just starting cool down and the pavement is still radiating the remnants of a July sun. foilcandy
This album is so painfully beautiful. Julien's voice is delicately strained and her words paint vignettes that range from delicate somber memories to muted pain. The guitar tones and thin texture of the layering leave this album feeling very intimate and raw. Among the best things I've heard this past year. Jake Gussman
So many sunny, feel good vibes, no wonder this album is cited as a pillar of the synthwave genre. Even today, this stands out from the crowd with all it's catchy and well crafted heart and soul. Hard to pick a favorite but...... John Ponton, III