Few subjects inspire the same distinctive mixture of romance and dread as our own memory. That same process that allows us to build a concrete, meaningful picture of our own lives, in its absence, becomes a horrifying signifier of our own eventual end, a dissolve back into empty signals with nothing to perceive them. Plenty of artists have tackled this back and forth, whether it be the decaying paranoia of Leyland Kirby’s work as The Caretaker or the playfully warped nostalgia trips of Oneohtrix Point Never.

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Like an imagined conversation set before the waves, Still Trippin’ folds and unfolds. It is still unsettled, in me and out.

She asks if that’s how I feel, really, but it sounds like the loll of piano, a fission of hi-hat. Or: “You thought you was trippin?”

“I don’t know,” and I let the waves lap up around my ankles, depositing me farther and farther into the earth.

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How many all-star games have made it to the history books? Certainly less than the number of title matches preserved in the annals of epic sporting achievements. Successful superteams aren’t that rare, but the notion of an ensemble of star players is more heavily associated with competitive sports rather than art. An unavoidable situation when considering the work of a band composed of members from established acts; in the case of MIEN, The Horror’s Tom Furse, The Black Angels’ Alex Mass, The Earlies’ John-Mark Lapham, and Elephant Stone’s Rishi Dhir.

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Who are you? Do you have an intrinsic identity? And if you do, how would you describe it? ******** quite literally refuse to define themselves, and on The Drink, they illustrate how facile it would be to try. Does your job define you? Fine then: they’re zookeepers, but not goalkeepers; art dealers, filmmakers, school teachers, but not midfielders; headmasters, wholesalers, stockbrokers. ******** are comedians; you can ask their folks. Maybe you can form an identity through what you buy.

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