Review Summary: So cool like a fridge / a true epic!
Domestic Terminal do not play music reminiscent of working in a cubicle all day, just waiting until you win the lottery, yet also realizing you will never win. Instead, they play beautiful music! Like the twinkling stars in the sky is the splendour, and as you bathe in the universe’s rays, they infuse in your very soul similar to Sam Witderpy putting the allfart cube in the evil Decepticon. Basically, this album will transform yer life in an EXPLOSIVE way which keeps evil, lame-ass musicians at Michael BAY. Indeed, with this music you could opt a miss primely to instantly fall in love with you. So basically, this album slaps harder than the sound of a V8 engine in your bedroom.
The best part about this album is the way it musics HARD. If their music is this good I can only imagine what their taste in burgers is like! Exquisite! Straight up, people that are this good at playing music are better at everything in life, including but not exclusive to ping pong mastery, and similar to that this album is balls to the wall! This is a perfect album. The singing and melodies are beautiful and the strums from token guitars are fresher than my rubber ducky or a bag of lettuce. The singing is more relaxing than sleeping which is impossible but somehow true, but unlike sleeping, the singing is not boring! You might say it has more hypnotizing power than that circus dude that fights Spider-Man in the old comics. Probably no one knows what I’m talking about, and in a similar way, no one can predict the effect this magnum opus will have on a mere foolish mortal. Is this album better than life itself? Uhhh yeah. Duh.
However, in order to review to the perfection of Sputnik’s lofty standards, I will mention the production. I have mentioned the production now and it rules. The vocals are more saucy than 2000s pop hits, but this is not that but rather more like dream pop, or indie rock or shoegazey ***, whatever, it’s in that dick raising realm. Now that you have entered, the music will do things to your body - things I must not utter online. Indeed, this is a deeply personal album in the way it offers you free hugs from kittens. I imagined myself relaxing on a beach alone while listening to this because that makes me truly happy. The experience is different for everyone but it’s all wonderful. “What is it you truly desire?”, asks Lucifer, but only Domestic Terminal actually offers the fulfillment of all your deepest, darkest fantasies. You may need to wear an adult diaper for this ride.
Conclusion: ***ing awesome album.
