The fascination Sacred Phrases carries for projects-named-for-cities-you’ve-never-visited continues with the Riley-esque Enumclaw. It’s as strong a draw as my putting-unnecessary-hyphens-in-reviews. Perhaps we both need rehab, but not before smoking the last crack rock of Holographic Headdress. Unlike the inspiration behind the beautifully design minimalism of HH’s cover, there’s a bit more going on between the spaces. Even if it’s just the faint sound of falling water or the residual hum of a synthesizer note, there’s always a sound to catch your attention. Not that Enumclaw doesn’t allow these compositions time to relax, they just seem to shine brighter when there’s a continuation of point and counterpoint.
I want to make some elaborate joke about zonez or waves, but it’ll only diminish how elegant this tape is front-to-back. Artists adapting little known towns as their pseudonym > Artists using states and big cities as names.
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