Strange Weekend is ultimately a pop album—a flight of lo-fi fancy anchored by some very real (and very catchy) pop hooks.
‘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.
The juxtaposition of more melodic pop tracks and slow-burning heart-string pluckers is truly a winning formula in this instance
Strange Weekend is a spiky little gem amongst the soft-edged faux pearls of their dream pop peers.
The album’s broad explorations of moods and atmospheres show a touch of personal handicraft behind the painstaking preparation.
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.
Porcelain Raft does its own thing, reworking standard bedroom-pop ingredients into something compelling.
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.
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.