The trio’s debut album is lovely ambient folk-pop perfect for the coming winter.
The album’s more atmospheric pieces provide a perfect example of Projekt’s “vintage” darkwave sound.
Their despair was once captivating and even invigorating but now it just feels like they’re taking the piss out of folks.
The album continues Tholen’s streak as a fine purveyor of weird, fascinating music from the fringes of Christendom.
Duncan Sumpner’s first album in five years proves just as beguiling as his earlier releases.
Sleep Experiments’ delicate, unassuming take on ambient dreampop and slowcore consistently conjure up autumn’s chillier climes.
It’s difficult for me to listen to these songs and not imagine that I’m listening to music culled, in some fashion, directly from the duo’s long-lost childhood memories.
Northern Valentine’s latest conjures up massive, ominous soundscapes that beckon to be explored by patient listeners.
Last Fast Ride is a portrait of a truly troubled and fractured soul, and her often shocking attempts to strike back at the pain at the center of her life.
RIYL Hammock’s guitar-based ambience, Robin Guthrie’s solo recordings, and Stars of the Lid.
A letdown in almost every possible way imaginable, which is all the more disappointing because the storyline and setting has potential.
A solid debut, as well as one of the best and most gripping shoegazer releases I’ve heard in months.
A fascinating paradox has been at work in the heart of lovesliescrushing’s music for two decades now.
Language of Landscape’s final release is a graceful, evocative end for the duo.
Tholen’s latest is another fine example of his “Christ-centered chipwave.”
Though a bit uneven in places, Carlos Forster’s self-titled debut still evokes the magic of those old For Stars albums, and his voice sounds as good as ever.
Though less psychedelic than In Gowan Ring, Birch Book finds B’eirth crafting music that is just as lovely and haunting.
Lovesliescrushing’s latest is a free download that serves as an excellent introduction to their abstract form of shoegazer ambience.
If the thought of a band likely decked out in leather, chains, spikes and/or corpse paint ripping through the theme to My Neighbor Totoro fills you with delight, then this is the album for you.