This may, partly, be down to producer Richard Formby’s thumbprint, as the album’s finest moments come via the swirl of ‘Tobago’ and ‘Pearl Sound’’s lilting middle eight. Both are gorgeous to hear and, intentional or not, owe much to Wild Beasts’ ‘Smother’, which Formby also produced.
Just as graceful is ‘The White Walls’, which, with its downpour of reverberant melodies, echoes Warpaint at their most dazed. Connan Mockasin’s influence - with whom frontman Alex Hewitt recently toured - also looms large. ‘Snake Lane West’ is a trippy journey lacing murky bass lines with distant vocals and, despite its repetitive pace, never becomes tiring.
But amidst such moments of cloudy reverberation and shimmering elegance - both never conflicting - there are still reflections of the band’s madcap past. Lead single ‘SYH’ drags a bubbling beat under before throwing it back out in to the record’s most upbeat chorus, while ‘Illoise’ is a wonderful closer: a soothing song where guitars and synths glide together harmoniously.
Many bands trip over themselves while exploring new ground, but these young chaps - who, we must remember were wrongfully dubbed ‘Egyptian Drip Plop’ by a certain Viva Brother - have done so with graceful ease.