DON'T GET ME WRONG: SIGHTINGS AT THEIR WORST ARE STILL OKAY. THERE'S DEFINITELY SOME GOOD IDEAS THAT EXHIBIT THEIR SIGNATURE BRAND OF SMOKE-INHALATION WRACKED TORMENT. FLOATING GAMELAN SOUNDS AND TUGBOAT BASSLINES FIGHT A PATHETIC BUMFIGHT WITH SKELETAL PERCUSSION. I HONESTLY WANT TO LOVE THIS.
PROBLEM IS THE FIDELITY DOESN'T SERVE IT WELL. THE JOY OF HEARING SIGHTINGS IS HEARING THEM IN A REASONABLE QUALITY. HEARING THEIR SUBTLE INTERPLAY AND UNDERSTANDING HOW THEY'RE LOCKING TOGETHER BIZARRELY. THIS IS COATED IN HISS AND PISS AND TREBLY FEEDBACK DESIGNED TO PISS YOUR FRONT AND BACK BRAIN OFF. THAT'S ALRIGHT FOR PHIL ELVRUM AND THE BEDROOM FOLK BRIGADE BUT FOR SIGHTINGS YOU NEED TO HEAR THAT THUMP AND FEEL THAT GIRDER BENDING IN LIVING COLOUR.
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