a strange and mysteriously incredible release. sounds like that one friend that doesn't get out enough but is secretly a genius and will spill his ideas on you if you just ask him enough.
warbled piano accompanies warped field recordings of the artist's much-beloved hometown. has an urgent sense of familiarity to it that i couldn't shake off, so i bought the tape immediately. you should too.
a perfect 20 minutes of outstanding production and immaculate hooks. i sometimes wish it wasn't so bite-sized, but then i just turn the record over. wonderful album.
this is joplin's arrival. no wasted time, nothing but solid performances, arrangements, and songs. this is undoubtedly the music he ought to be making, all instrumental warmth and blistering lyrical intensity.
this odd little record balances darker tracks with moments of emotional honesty effortlessly. alex at his most breezy, though that hardly suggests there's any less going on beneath the surface. if anything, it's quite the opposite.
