Elaenia

Sam Shepherd's debut album sits in a genuinely unusual place — it sounds like a jazz band that learned to make electronic music, or an electronic producer who went too deep into modal harmony. The central motif that opens and closes the record gives it a sculptural shape that most music in either genre doesn't bother with. It arrived before Promises made him more visible, and the conversation around it never quite scaled to the level the record deserved.

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Also ran in Issue #2931.