Don’t let the title turn you off: The first taste of the San Francisco band’s second LP (out September 13th) is a lovesick mini-epic that has nothing to do with retching. Frontman Christopher Owens moans softly to someone who’s forsaken him, sounding as lonesome as anyone since Neil Young made On the Beach. But then waves of fuzzed-out guitar and soothing harmonies lift him up to a state of gospel-tinged ecstasy.
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