Review by Andrew PattersonDisparate expressions between the hands and face. The hands mingling excitedly, traipsing about the neck. The face practically falling off itself. A combusting bough of fingertips and the lips, listless, drooping like a string of rosary beads.
This full-length debut from Calgary’s next-gen guitar pop wizards is built on a highly-effective, singleminded tension. Achieved by piling thousands of tiny, intricate working parts upon each other, the listener is left staring at the teetering heap. It stands tall and glints in the sun. It casts a shadow.
The mood is set impeccably time and again by engaging musicianship and antithetical vocal apathy. Similar to Montreal’s Each Other and Victoria’s Freak Heat Waves, the beauty of Faux Fur is found in the degree to which their songs are stirring and evocative despite being incredibly reserved.
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