You know it takes something special to get in my post-rock good books these days, not least because it feels like a genre that continually churns out different versions of the same thing and after a while it just blends into itself. What I found most engaging about ‘Climb’ was its vitality, never quite hit that ear aching crescendo but it forever appeared to be teetering on exaltation at the same time. There was a heavenly component that set it apart so wonderfully. KH
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