This album served as a soundtrack to my teenage blur. As I drove around in my car on late nights through the suburban expanse I would play Strange Lights or Spring Hall Convert at loud volumes and get lost in a million things. Neon would blur my sight as something I couldn't explain guided me home. Dance punk drums under floating guitar and dizzy bass with Bradford singing over all of it like someone lost in an amazing dream.
Deerhunter - Cryptograms
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