So much to sink into on this debut long haul with the elusive NYC skirmishers. Lean, concise, often juxtaposed songs and interludes are deftly thatched together to make up the majority of Side A, with dense, drowning-world electronics on tracks like "Heavy Weather" clearing the skies for jovial anthems like "New Country" (which totally rings the same joyous bells as Yuzo Iwata's "Gigolo") and the grittier, barnacled basement ethereality of "Sleep The Trees". The restrained fury in the opening minutes of Side B at first recalls the slow-stirring storm clouds on that shadow-cast Blodarna 7", the thought of seeking shelter only arising as proceedings are adrenalized and escalated into what feels more akin to listening to Amon Düül perform kali ma on the guys from Pelt in some subterranean death church. The closing trio of "So", "Far", and "Down" tunnels on and takes place as some sorta on-acid-and-caught-in-earthquake rite, that sees the volcanic pounding intensify and whatever THAT sound is (bass guitar? some demonic synthesiser?!) begin to envelop everything like the swelling of oblivion - any brief interval between tracks serving only as a moment to observe your own mind try to scramble it's way out of the slowly opening sinkhole. Bonkers. Slender channels the same wild and earthy desire for experimentation as such un-pinable, sleeping giants as Cro-Magnon, Blumen Des Exotischen Eises, The Fates, or Moolah. Cover art by Emil Bognar Nasdor. Eight-page booklet by Eugene Terry; A2 poster designed by Keegan Dakkar.
So much to sink into on this debut long haul with the elusive NYC skirmishers. Lean, concise, often juxtaposed songs and interludes are deftly thatched together to make up the majority of Side A, with dense, drowning-world electronics on tracks like "Heavy Weather" clearing the skies for jovial anthems like "New Country" (which totally rings the same joyous bells as Yuzo Iwata's "Gigolo") and the grittier, barnacled basement ethereality of "Sleep The Trees". The restrained fury in the opening minutes of Side B at first recalls the slow-stirring storm clouds on that shadow-cast Blodarna 7", the thought of seeking shelter only arising as proceedings are adrenalized and escalated into what feels more akin to listening to Amon Düül perform kali ma on the guys from Pelt in some subterranean death church. The closing trio of "So", "Far", and "Down" tunnels on and takes place as some sorta on-acid-and-caught-in-earthquake rite, that sees the volcanic pounding intensify and whatever THAT sound is (bass guitar? some demonic synthesiser?!) begin to envelop everything like the swelling of oblivion - any brief interval between tracks serving only as a moment to observe your own mind try to scramble it's way out of the slowly opening sinkhole. Bonkers. Slender channels the same wild and earthy desire for experimentation as such un-pinable, sleeping giants as Cro-Magnon, Blumen Des Exotischen Eises, The Fates, or Moolah. Cover art by Emil Bognar Nasdor. Eight-page booklet by Eugene Terry; A2 poster designed by Keegan Dakkar.
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Label: LVDA
Rel. Date: 01/17/2020
UPC: 5056321622938

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So much to sink into on this debut long haul with the elusive NYC skirmishers. Lean, concise, often juxtaposed songs and interludes are deftly thatched together to make up the majority of Side A, with dense, drowning-world electronics on tracks like "Heavy Weather" clearing the skies for jovial anthems like "New Country" (which totally rings the same joyous bells as Yuzo Iwata's "Gigolo") and the grittier, barnacled basement ethereality of "Sleep The Trees". The restrained fury in the opening minutes of Side B at first recalls the slow-stirring storm clouds on that shadow-cast Blodarna 7", the thought of seeking shelter only arising as proceedings are adrenalized and escalated into what feels more akin to listening to Amon Düül perform kali ma on the guys from Pelt in some subterranean death church. The closing trio of "So", "Far", and "Down" tunnels on and takes place as some sorta on-acid-and-caught-in-earthquake rite, that sees the volcanic pounding intensify and whatever THAT sound is (bass guitar? some demonic synthesiser?!) begin to envelop everything like the swelling of oblivion - any brief interval between tracks serving only as a moment to observe your own mind try to scramble it's way out of the slowly opening sinkhole. Bonkers. Slender channels the same wild and earthy desire for experimentation as such un-pinable, sleeping giants as Cro-Magnon, Blumen Des Exotischen Eises, The Fates, or Moolah. Cover art by Emil Bognar Nasdor. Eight-page booklet by Eugene Terry; A2 poster designed by Keegan Dakkar.