album review

Broadcast fabricates a hauntological dream-pop that evokes a recovered 1960s archive, though transmitted from a penumbral dimension, one subtly misaligned with our own. Trish Keenan’s vocals possess an arresting coolness, an uncanniness that hovers unresolved above the analog crackle, achieving an unlikely equilibrium: profoundly eerie, yet warmly enveloping all the same.
Nostalgia for a past that never quite existed is its own genuine emotional register. You are permitted a hiraeth for the impossible.
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