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Blame Glasser. Her shift to New York City was the inspiration for her new album’s exploratory tension between exterior and interiors, its wide-open spaces juxtaposed with claustrophobic grid-like patterns.
This analytical viewpoint is given an off-kilter spin, which you can pick up from the titles and track listing alone: the meticulous ‘Window’ triptych fails to follow the chronological order of its parts, while ‘New Year’ is the only song title that doesn’t reflect form or space in some way.
Within these formal trappings, the lyrics uncover dark secrets, dreamlike states and glassy-eyed moments of romance.
The music itself isn’t as strange as you might expect, with Glasser and co-producer Van Rivers (Fever Ray, Blonde Redhead) concocting a more polished, pop sound than on the more fragmented debut effort, Ring.
If anything, Interiors is more hemmed-in than spaced-out. Its subtle, shifting music gives off a sense of unease without disorienting, while Glasser’s accessible, intimate vocal consistently provides the entry point into a lush world of comfort, but never dullness.
BY CHRIS GIRDLER
Interiors is out now through True Panther/Remote Control.