RocKXıstentıal Soundscape

Overdone reverb lifts your soft, sleepy voice through the waterfall of distorted guitar chords and echoes of the snare drum. And yet, amid this chaotic sonic mess, there it is — a dreamy, lush, strangely cozy strain of pop.

The air is viscous, like gel. There’s a thin feeling of dissatisfaction in it. You are listless. You don’t know why, but you can’t pull your gaze away from your shoes.