Shoegaze, dream pop whatever you want to call it... there's a certain strain of psychedelia, of guitar music which reaches towards the divine.
It's the sublimation of the self, the ego lost in the sheer beauty of the world around us. It's pretty damn lush, in other worlds. Hailing from London, Anto Dust share this urge.
The five piece have a beatific, euphoric side, one which pulls effortlessly towards the heavens. New cut '1955' is a case in point.
Recalling prime era Lush or Slowdive, the vocals are worthy of comparison to Cocteau Twins at their languid, stunning best.
An impressive introduction, you can check out the accompanying video first on Clash.
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