I’m a sucker for a solid opener and you couldn’t get anymore club noir than The Looming. It’s a fog rising over the undulating beat of a Viking ship, a siren’s call thatends lyrically with “we’ll swear every time we’ve returned | joining arms, sailors | never as passengers | and we’ll die fighting | every time to water.”
Favorite track: The Looming.
"... [these] wooing esoteric-lit offerings from [Outlands] move like amorphous and placable transmissions from in-between the musical cracks of shoe-gaze and electro, yet sound mesmerisingly fresh and full of substance." -Gods in the TV
"Virginia’s disco-noir outfit Outlands lift inspiration from contemporary smooth jazz while drenching their entire production in rotund bass grinds . . . So pour the wine, invite over that special someone, and enjoy the seductive sounds of Outlands." -Portals