This Melbourne five-piece make chilled-out music with an anxious, lovelorn core, at their best when they stick with the lowkey, melancholy sadness, with languid synth, drums that seem to hit just a bit behind the beat and simple lyrics that cut right to the centre of the heartbreak rippling throughout this EP.
The more Americana guitar riffs work on single, Pippa’s In The Highlands, the twangy repetitiveness adding to the mood, but don’t so much in Seahorse, where they’re wackier, distracting from the essential sparse loneliness the rest of the EP does so well.
