Excellent LP by this mysterious one-man NYC outfit. The sound is extremely DIY/Messthetics reverent, with a primitive new wave attack that would reconcile 70s/80s future shock ala the first Chrome album with angsty melodies, vocal F/X, a nicely smudged production style, Minimal Man-style apocalyptic keyboards and song structures that reflect on the whole NZ/Flying Nun school of garage/bedroom wows, ending up sounding like a more synth/drum machine deformed version of Luxurious Bags. If you dig Woods/Hospitals/Sic Alps/Eat Skull et al then dig this.

Great mini LP from this female psych duo, joined here by Bobb Bruno and Cameron Stallones (Sun Araw). Passage expands on the extended vocal oblivions of the classic Chains, with four long tracks (plays at 45rpm) that combine thudding, nod-out acid rock rhythms with wordless choirs of abandon and power vocals extrapolated from hypnagogic 1980s pop. Something in the achingly elongated guitar lines and orchestras of throat that is just supremely addictive, joining the dots between Father Yod and Brother Louie in ways you never dreamed possible. Pocahaunted are at the absolute peak of their powers right now. Highly recommended.