A half-arsed attempt at making music
As the death knell chimes for chillwave and witch house, Texan duo Boy Friend’s debut album arrives to enshrine the most half-arsed elements of both genres. It might be enigmatically named, but that’s where the mystery stops: underneath impressively dull washes of over-amplified synths there’s no lingering conceit, construct or standout moment. The record shares a certain bejewelled aura with Julianna Barwick’s ‘The Magic Place’ and White Hinterland’s ‘Kairos’, but without the former’s madrigal wonder or the latter’s melodic strut, instead hanging off a limp drum machine skeleton and sounding inexcusably lazy. As a final nail in the coffin, it’s a welcome one.