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The darlings of the Chicago indie rock scene make a formal full length debut on this disc, invoking all of their witchipoo skills to bring a scattered sound together. There are guitars and drums and rattleshakers. There are cellos and harmonia and autoharps. There are howls and cackles and deep throated mutterances. There are a slew of other sounds to which no instrument is readily attributed. With a change-up in who plays what (because everybody plays just about everything) their one trick pony never loses its appeal. Melodies lapse into cacophony, which revert to a haunting chant and then melt into a tambourine salted la la la, fading to a close of reverb. And this is only track one. Fuck goth, the spires are music to witch to.