Review

Welcome to oblivion. Low will be your guides as their sweet yet ominous songs take you through deep, dark spaces. The band have swapped out their producer for the past two records with Steve Fisk, who manages to bring out space in a different sense. Rather than it being a lonely space, where life exists but barely, this has nothing. The harmonies are your only lifeline in a space where the distance between drum hits grows ever longer, and a dim expanse surrounds you at every turn.

Tracks like "Over the Ocean" and "Stars Gone Out" keep things from being too empty around here, but the key word here is sparseness. With one notable exception. The penultimate track, "Do You Know How to Waltz?". I've often likened this one to being sucked into a black hole, the growing density of sound mirroring how much your body and mind gets battered by the descent. It grows and gnaws at you until... it stops. Alan and Mimi sing one last ditty about not being afraid of the dark, and then what little light was left gets snuffed out. Make yourself comfortable, nothing will be all you know... forever.

-- Ellie Hedge, 2025.12.19