I love the perfectly hoarse vocals, the moments that erupt into aggression and the guitar work that follows as all of this goes on. I’m not usually a big fan of midwest emo but this was great.
Favs: In Circles, Song about an angel, The Blankets were the stairs, 47, 48
The best way that I can describe this albums is like introspective psychedelic carnival music, but its also poppy and rocky. Like that one scene in dumbo where he drinks alcohol and starts having visions. Maybe thats an inaccurate comparison, either way the album is so ahead of it’s time and they go full maximalism on the cover and it’s my personal favorite from the Beatles catalog.