A masterclass in restrained beauty
A light touch isn’t what comes to mind when you think of the Montreal synthwave scene, home of the squishy Moog fart and the one-finger Casio solo. Regardless, despite being relative newcomers to the technology, latest export Braids have quite a way with detail and understated arrangements. This, their second album, caresses your ears with chiffon textures, complex but elegant drum patterns and a litany of exquisite flourishes (the manipulation of Raphaelle Standell-Preston’s pixie-ish vocals is sublime). Occasionally subtlety spills over into insipidness, but overall this is a masterclass in restrained beauty.