Review: Mount Eerie — ‘Now Only’

As Elverum continues holding space as father and widow, his art leeches into areas void of cryptic artifice and bookish synthetics. His unadorned approach resonates deeply as his sobering participation and wrestling with the unknown endures. He longs for what can’t be and with this has created something to be shared: the unfathomable.

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Review: N Chambers — ‘Eight Informal Lines’

Eight Informal Lines is a mesmerizing study in synthesized pastel ambience and spatial mind games. Chambers continues to supply his musical sphere with worthwhile exploration. His sense of form, impeccable layering, and ability to chisel meager sounds into precious minerals, makes Chambers a name to know, if and when he uses it.

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Review: The Body — ‘A Home on Earth’

From beginning to end, this EP feels like permafrost tundra. Anger is woven through shallow, lifeless pockets of crucible clatter. King wields his guitar as a noise-inducing scepter of feedback capable of scrapping the rubber from your boots, while Buford gives all nine songs skeletal shape with densely pounded rhythm that obscures into digitalized dust.

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