if this is what the afterlife is like maybe i should start believing in that shit. but really the duo of ryan mcgill (cliffsides) and franklin teagle (meditations) stretches their wings and fly even further on their latest declaration finding the visceral symmetry in subtle shifts and simple composition. dual synthscapes that line the sky with their warm, glowing major chord changes and galactic leads. its music that is easy to grasp on the surface, but deeper listening reveals something even more magical.
of course, on the flip they go straight-up mid-80s sci-fi with abandon. this is not fucking kitsch, it’s fucking awesome. minimal beats provide the backbone for rising-and-falling notes and pitchbends. it’s exactly what i think of when i heard the phrase “bodies in motion.” everything devolves in the end, becoming a spastic mass of elegiac tones that get buried underneath washes of square waves and noise. sort of a poetic end if you ask me. edition of 80, pro-dubbed.