Astronautalis – This Is Our Science
The strides this guy seems to make as a songwriter between each LP is staggering. Pomegranate found Astro sharpening his pop-songwriting and expanding his comfort zone with sounds outside of those commonly associated with “indie rap”. I’m not sure whether any of the songs here achieve the pure cathartic bliss of Trouble Hunters, but this album is – front to back – the stronger achievement. Sonically, this shit is excellent. We get cock-rock guitars, swirling kind of druggy sounding slow burners(which work extremely well behind some improved rapping and singing), ballads, Tegan Quin features, fucking piano solos. This shit sounds so good and is so well-played and so incredibly accessible to people with absolutely no interest in whatever tags that Astro normally gets associated with that it somehow achieves a new kind of remarkable that more people weren’t interested in it.
Secrets on our Lips
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