SHUGA SAYS:

Thy kingdom of Krule has come and with ya boy Archy Marshall has come The OOZ. Seeping from your eyesockets, your earholes, the pores of your skin, and the crevices of your crippling self-doubt, The OOZ is not only comin’ for ya but it’s already pouring out of you. This one was really a bit of a brain-buster for me. Just when you think one thing is going to happen, something comes completely out of the blue to put you in a whole new frame of mind, like, imagine if the ending to The Sixth Sense was turned into a record (sans Bruce Willis). The best way to describe it is to simply say that Archy-boy has grown into a true producer, throwing curveball after curveball until your brain is left twisted into an emotional knot, and nothing other than a double LP stacked with Minor keys, spiraling 808s, and Archy’s now-notoriously drooly London drawl is the perfect reminder why Krule is King. Throw this on when your infinite neo-goth sadness feels perpetually at its peak.

FFO: Crying, Jazz, Minor chords, being alone but not wanting to be alone but actually wanting to be left alone, newer Tyler the Creator, Thundercat, Leonard Cohen, Morgan Freeman narration, deep voices

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