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A very clear ominous liminality is present throughout the music - an inbetween state bridging life and lack thereof. The opener, S.W.A.K, in all of its slushwave-esque sensibilities, is the closest the album ever gets to being lush or lively in that sense. Instead, any moments of vibrancy found within the song are not reminiscent of an organic life, but jolts of movement brought on by anemoic electricity - a static reimagining of what was once the bustling and nostalgia-ridden American 1980s.
Favorite track: S.W.A.K..