As distinctly un-Friday as the new album by Cremation Lily is, I’m really, really enjoying it. Static-drenched and ultimately pretty moody, it also has flashes of radiant joy breaking through the grey. Case in point: the last few moments of Evenings Cast Astray, which starts life with a simple, acoustic guitar strumming away, moving through an eruption of white noise before everything else fades, leaving a single, beautiful synth line and a few chirruping birds for good measure.
Categories
Cremation Lily – Evenings Cast Astray
The Predatory Wasp 