Melissa Agate pairs gentle, woozy drones with delicate melodies on a range of tinkling chimes, slow-mo accordians, folky guitars, and the like. The effect is a very sweet kind of psychedelia. Of course, too much sweetness gets cloying, and I do find her occasional vocals tend to tip things over the edge into tweeness. But for most of the album she gets it right, and at times she performs a very fragile kind of magic.
I bought this from Boomkat. They call it Electronic.
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