
This 4 track EP wanders through shimmering guitar haze and richly textured melodic warmth, casually meandering between slightly off kilter riffs and pop sensibilities. The sun drenched ethereality of Chemical Yellow and the chilled ambience of Matterhorn slips seamlessly into the more urgent drive of Wonderland before the trippy lucid dreamtime of Submarine Bell delivers the records glorious swansong.
Not only a great record built from wonderful melodies and swathed in a lush sonic haze, but a record that after even a minute in had me feeling half my age. Music – cheaper and probably more reliable than a time machine.
