These are bass-heavy tunes layered with chiming, heavily effected guitars, synths, and light, dance-oriented drum beats, all of which eloquently frame Williams' yearning vocals and poetic lyrics.
This album is cherry-picked nostalgia with a shimmering polish; fit for the more-hip-than-thou connoisseurs and the eager radio consumer alike.
Where The Heaven Are We ably showcases their innate knack for massive hooks – it’s a rock-solid debut with something for everyone.
Besides a few lyrical hiccups, Swim Deep are releasing the nostalgic, romantic, irritatingly catchy album they've always been capable of.
While Where The Heaven Are We isn’t a perfect debut album, it’s a solid effort, and there’s enough talent on display to hint at even better things to come.
The lackadaisical, abstracted motif is a very accessible one, and the limbs that protrude from the records nucleus are more than worthy of note. Williams will have you hanging off his every word, whilst the tracks that aren’t suffocated by overdoses of synths are a pleasure to listen to.
Although it doesn’t always hit the mark, Swim Deep’s debut proves more than capable of matching to the dizzying highs they write about.
Squished into its 11-track-frame are a handful of songs that flatter the talents of anyone who’s young, bored and itching for adoration.
The bigger problem is an overall lack of dynamism. The ramshackle energy and unpredictability of their live show has been sanded down into something more clinical and precise, and at points
Is it anything revolutionary? No. Is it nice to just listen to chill indie music with a decent enough rhythm and think of simpler times? Yes
Nice enough, nothing special but decently enjoyable. Favourite tracks are 'Honey' and also the bonus remix of 'King City' that is included online.
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