This latest release fully embraces Elfmilk’s jazzier direction, getting all washed out and smoldery, at one point sounding like a band playing after last call in some shadowy dive bar, at another blossoming into a slow building, languorously lush post rock/out-jazz trip out, and on the final track, getting a bit Portishead-y, the song in constant flux as the speed seems to change constantly, turning the buzzing synths into a woozy melody, that undulates beneath a wasted rhythmic skitter, and more of those melancholic horns. Killer stuff for sure, and way recommended for fans of dark jazz, and moody, instrumental mystery. Which we’re assuming is a whole lot of you...