If Meursault had less overt electronics and more Springsteen albums, and had a less full-throated and more American growl vocalist, they'd be like Brookyln's We Are Augustines. You don't need to know this is about the singer's suicidal brother, that's flim for the magazines to pick over, but the David Newfeld-produced track has a level of existential emotional whirl the Antlers synthesised and this picks over in an insistent build and restriction that never strays over the top.
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