album review

Late Spring takes elements of IDM, shoegaze, and drone, and fashions them together in an impressionistic, delicious fog, with a pretty unique pastoralist feel, alive in nature. It's pretty much the only album I've ever heard that makes me reconsider such unassailable classics of the slow leftfield as Stars of the Lids' The Tired Sounds Of ... and Windy & Carl's Consciousness and made me think: whoah there guys, these records are a bit ... sharp-edged, right? Take it easy. Let it breathe. That halcyon. Late Spring is bloody, bloody beautiful.