With unceasing hypnotic vocals that mould with the whirling otherworldly guitars, you can tell from the opening song ‘I’m Gone’ that this record is one of pure surrealism. Although feedback and other various distorted noises here are considered to be messy, Tamaryn manages to choreograph these shattered psychedelic fragments to create one perfectly formed kaleidoscope, commanding it to do their bidding for an entire album’s worth. The only problem here is that the genre is taken to the extreme, and can blend together to the point where the album seems like one massive track. But, when you’re lying on your bed sinking into a relaxing abyss, you don’t really notice it too much.
Words by JAMIE CARSON