Beautiful beautiful beautiful.. dreamy washed out seasons of noise and wonder washing over you with airs of guitars and vocals half tattered in the wind. Echoing snippets caught in nostalgias warm grip peeling to your ears from some distance, you think of M83, of chillwavers, of teenage sad guitars and bedroom moods, lost in a fog of reverb and jewel like glittering magic. This album is the tits. Go get it, it's called LKBK, its by Porteur and its out on Holy Page records. Genius.
