“Sticky sweat drips from frayed ends, shape-shifting and wiggling into your eardrums to nestle down for midnight hour. The moon is silver and striking overhead. You get magnetized by 88 Palms, and no one will blame you.”

“Imagine, if you will, a more adventurous Lana or poppier Mazzy Star.”

“The band's seductive melodies and loungy arrangements immediately bring to mind a more electronic version of Sade, filtered through the glitter of glo-fi. Sensual and vaguely dreamy.”