Au Revoir Borealis returns after a long hiatus with a lush, darkly beautiful album perfectly suited for these trying times of ours.

A must-hear for any fan of dreamy, lazy day music.

On Until He Finds Us, Timonium don’t re-write the Book of Slowcore so much as edit it subtly.

Much like the slowly building nature of its songs, I found my appreciation inexorably growing with each listen.

Low plays each song in a very deliberate manner, as if each song survives from one chord or brushstroke to the next.

Low sticks to their tried and true formula of playing the most sedate pop music one can imagine.

I would even hazard to say that Low’s music isn’t really experienced until you see them live.

Some tracks may leave the new listener bewildered, but I challenge anyone to not find the beauty ultimately contained in these recordings.

Perfect music for when you just want to be alone, the lights turned down, while the world rushes around you.

A definite sense of wistfulness and longing permeates this album.

Each song on here is given a chance to breathe, with smoky, rustic atmospheres filtering throughout each song.

An album that reminds me of why I loved, and continue to love, their music so much.

Like a set of old, grainy family photographs you stumble across, not so much comforting as haunting.

Timonium is adept at playing music in which silence and space is as much an instrument as the guitar or drums.

One wonders when Low will get trapped in their musical stylings.

The result is something pure and natural, as wholesome as can be, but also full of tension and anxiety.

Here’s an album so devoid of any sense of triumph or victory. It’s as spartan and sparse as they come.

I challenge you to listen to Songs of Latitude and Longitude and not get a little nostalgic.

Empress makes sparse music that’s both unsettling and beautiful.