Worsted Weight

Continuing where "Felt Cover" left off, Charles Atlas once more spray their musical perfume over the poppy fields. The sparse guitar forms aren't a million miles away from Rocket Girl-era Piano Magic or Cul de Sac, weaving a soporific meltdown throughout "Elysium" and "Antiphon". Make sure you have nothing planned when listening to this, because once the play button is hit you won't be getting up again. -- Steve Hanson