The enigmatic Swedish artist’s debut album is dark, shadowy, and veiled, the perfect music for long, lonely winter nights.

The new disc is far less skronky and cacophonous, its melodies having been burnished to a chrome-like, Euro-chic sheen.

The most emotional and affecting Pan-American album to date.

Full of examples of why Kranky is one of the most essential — and consistent — labels currently out there in indie-dom.

These songs rarely feel as compelling as it seems like they should be.

Mark Nelson is determined to minimize his albums’ accessibility as deliberately as he minimizes his sound.

I could only fully appreciate Submers’ nautical-themed soundscapes once I listened to them over headphones.

Holy crap… did I just use “fun, funky vibe” to describe a Kranky release?

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

Like so many things, brevity is the soul of this album. The amazing thing is just how vast that brevity sounds.

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

This an album that speaks of freedom, but also is brave enough to declare that one must venture through darkness and madness to achieve it.

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

This is true pre-millenial tension, folks.

As slow and mellow an album as you’re likely to hear all year.

Each unnamed track is slow and purposeful, solid and often quite beautiful.

AMP has indeed changed their sound, and not managed to totally disappoint in doing it.

Haunting female-fronted atmospheric music in the vein of Flying Saucer Attack and Low.

The whole disk is nice and airy, never a dissonant note for too long.

Pure contemplative magic.