The result is a twisting and tuneful psychedelic odyssey in miniature that gives full expression to indie rock's lo-fi soundworld tendency, while existing just outside of time. Vibrant, colourful melodies on Mellotron and electric guitar give wing to a boisterous new composer-performer persona with a retrofuturist Laurie Anderson sheen. "I'm comfortable with the aspects of my personality that maybe seem a bit more showy or flamboyant," he says. "And old enough to know that I can be comfortable with the aging man, mellowing out sort of vibe." Built from loops on a Yamaha eight-track cassette recorder, a pervasive heartbeat rhythm blurs the boundaries between tracks - in fact, the A side's three tracks are really distinct parts of a single flow, and seem to open in media res: "You move on / An ocean, you've been here / You know it / But you can't recall / How you made it through''. A shipwrecked sailor's affirmation of life, maybe, or the mantra that returns the storyteller to the beginning. All the while sheets of reverb wash in and out like saltwater on sand.”THE WIRE #499 September 2025, Ryan Meehan