Review Summary: short blurb just bc i want people to listen to this record
I’ve listened to this every day since I first heard it and don’t hate it yet. It’s here for the season -- blankets and this album. Released, quite appropriately, on Sufjan’s label, it feels like an aesthetic companion to Carrie & Lowell, offering the same burrowed and cosmically altered folk songs. Nick Drake, Elliott Smith, Iron & Wine -- that’s all I can really offer about this record in terms of description and comparison, but there’s something special in it that makes me want to enfranchise it. I want to pay it back for the comforts it’s done me over the months gone.
Angelo de Augustine whispers, uses acoustic guitars and plays the piano. Little more. There's one moment, on “More Than You Thought to Use”, where a keyboard offers a little space rock oscillation, but that’s the record’s biggest transgression -- the ground below his feet is restored immediately on the song that follows. That song, “Crazy, Stoned and Gone”, is perhaps the year’s warmest music: Augustine’s hushed voice fills the song with subliminal texture, sounding like air condensing against a window up against winter. His melodies are tiny and perfect, instilling me with the feeling that whenever they were made, they were made-up.
It’s a lovely and simple record: I’ve avoided plenty of frosty days with it and I’d like to avoid a few more with it before 2017 ends. Augustine’s music is lovely and lonely, but it also sounds empathetic: from its obscure corner of the year, it reaches out.