Her Name Is Calla go to great lengths to communicate deliberation and isolation. Theirs is a slower kind of post-rock, slower than the ambient derivatives even, unconcerned with the risk of appearing monotonous for the sake of atmosphere. That, might I say, is mostly nauseating, as the album goes for a tedious runtime and the aforementioned deliberation really tests your patience. All of it is intentional, for there are brilliant ideas hidden inside, but the band really makes you work for it.
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