I don't think I've ever had as broad a heart for as much art as I did in 2017. Suddenly, the persistence of artists seemed magical, the effects more than metaphorical. Slowdive coming out of a twenty-two year retirement with this generous slice of shoegaze grace was unexpected and comforting and encouraging. Start from the end: Falling Ashes is as dreamy, magnetic and propulsive as anything I've heard all year. Like leaving vespers just as the rain cleared up and the clouds ran off. You'll be humming the chord changes and cheery for the rest of the day.
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