It seems odd to take a nearly iconic figure like the Master Chief, and do anything that might diminish him.

The Autumns truly exist in their own frost-laden, wintry wonderland, one that is far beyond the confines of today’s current indie clime.

A sense of warmth and comfort pervades every song on this album.

Even longtime Clinic fans may find this more of the same.

If there’s a heaven, I hope that this is the soundtrack.

Tales From the Oxygen Den is a pretty solid comp, and is quite inline with the label’s stated goal of respecting the past.

The English Cold might still be one of the lushest albums you hear all year.

No matter how abstract or surreal, how noisy and harsh, how processed and glitchy their sound becomes, there’s always a heart beating at its core.

The thing I like most about this release is that it keeps me guessing.