This is Saint Etienne doing what they do best: writing breathless, effortless pop songs populated with stories of heartache and longing.

There’s an expansiveness to Bows’ music that it makes seem better suited to the silver screen than on a simple stereo.

This gloomily lush, opaque pop unfolds with every listen to reveal an amazing array of sonic details that consistently proves lovely and alluring.

Seeing their music set to visuals, regardless of how dated or clichéd or abstract those visuals might be, only increases that effect.

An album that sounds as if it was composed only for long drives in the horizon’s general direction.

Havalina may be no more, but they leave behind a massive 26-song retrospective.

Tony Takitani is one of the more poignant and affecting films I’ve seen in a long time, a very powerful movie about longing and loss.