Darker, dreamier, dancier: so might run the motto of these New Yorkers, who began life as estoeric shoegaze revivalists but have shorn a member and streamlined their sound on the way to this third album.
Glassy-eyed goth-pop is the order of the day, thriving off driving bass/drums, amniotic electronics and spectrally forlorn vocals. At its best on the quasi-techno anthem "Low Times", it's claustrophobically compelling, if too formulaic to be truly super-natural.
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