TINY MIX TAPES on MINE

“Domestic scenes, isolated farces, all told/sung against an ever-shifting backdrop of spartan beats, sludgy guitar work, and heat-treated samples. Cassette plastic melts into air. First things first, though, as “MINE” offers an audiovisual window into LONGING’s cosy interior. It’s a languid jam that, appropriately enough, roughly approximates a sea breeze on a sweltering day, with an airiness that is necessarily accompanied by a pervasive weight. Aftersun on that hard-to-reach burn. Real yin-yang shit”

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