Released yesterday, September 9. Start with the official track/video, not an album-length commitment.
Pitchfork’s first track review describes a densely layered, unhurried song that refines the band’s existing language rather than trying to escape it. The appeal is an adjacent route from Radiohead/LCD-scale immersion toward expansive guitar music, with less nocturnal menace than Portishead. It is a change of light, not a claim that these bands sound alike. First criticism
The charming origin story: Adam Granduciel says he wrote it in roughly ten minutes between coffee and the school drop-off. A useful rebuke to the idea that every creative act requires a monastery and an equipment grant. The sonic description above is the critic’s, not a claim that I have listened. Release reporting