First press 2025.
This one’s a woozy, glimmering dream from the Grumbling Fur/Ulver multiverse — part ambient pop, part kosmische drift, with O’Sullivan crooning like a mystic Bowie beamed in from some pastoral future. Synths shimmer, cellos sigh, and the whole thing feels like it’s unfolding in slow motion on a sunny acid trip. Weird, romantic, and oddly comforting.
FFO: Broadcast, Stereolab, Robert Wyatt, Arthur Russell, David Sylvian
