
A radical stripping away of the band's cinematic wall of sound. Sparse, dry, and wood-paneled songs that feel like private sketches rather than finished paintings.
It's like Blonde Redhead unplugged everything and moved into a haunted library.
A quiet, cryptic intimacy that feels like a series of whispered secrets in a wooden room.
Cabin In Woods saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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