On Their Warp Records Debut In Ghostlike Fading Their Songs Feel Like Reveries Mixing Gorgeously Atmospheric Keyboards With Grittier Guitars And Plaintive Lead Vocals. Almost Hushed Folk-Like Verses Build To Ringing Rock Choruses Bolstered By Layers Of Floaty Vocal Harmonies From Various Friends And Guest Stars All Of It Treated To A Generous Turn Of The Reverb Knob. On Hallucinatory Opening Track “Higher Palms ” My Best Fiend Achieves A Kind Of Modern Phil Spector-Like Spirit A Somewhat Woozier Wall Of Sound. Lead Singer Frederick Coldwell’s Lyrics Teeter Between Decadence And Penitence Compulsion And Confession Offering Portraits Of Characters That Have Sweated Through A Long Dark Night Of The Soul Or Two And –for The Most Of Them – Lived To Tell The Tale.