‘Strange Weekend’’s gauzy dream-pop is almost incapable of provoking anything but love.
There’s nothing withering about this kind of music; it has an enormity and grace and a sense of nostalgia and experimentation.
Strange Weekend is ultimately a pop album—a flight of lo-fi fancy anchored by some very real (and very catchy) pop hooks.
The juxtaposition of more melodic pop tracks and slow-burning heart-string pluckers is truly a winning formula in this instance
The album’s broad explorations of moods and atmospheres show a touch of personal handicraft behind the painstaking preparation.
Strange Weekend is a spiky little gem amongst the soft-edged faux pearls of their dream pop peers.
Many of the melodies feel familiar but can't easily be precisely placed, which not only makes them good earworm candidates but also enhances the album's dreamlike, half-remembered feel.
Porcelain Raft is a perfectly charming set of endearingly sweet lo-fi dream-pop, the sort where the emotional signposts are obvious even if the specific words written on them are not.
Remiddi’s vast and varied musical experience infuse his songs with a sense of confidence and craftsmanship that is often lacking in the work of his younger and less experienced peers.
Porcelain Raft does its own thing, reworking standard bedroom-pop ingredients into something compelling.
All the feeling that Porcelain Raft wants to convey is done through the layered production and full sound that, unfortunately, has little change from song to song.
Mauro Remiddi's ghostly falsetto drenched over hypnotic, sensual crescendo of electronic noise makes the trip so worth it.
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