After throwing "Begin" into the middle of my beach side playlist, it proved to be the moment in the mix. Rizzo popped his head up as the song's glorious groove wound down. "What is that?" he asked. "That was nice." Indeed, it was. So it begs the question: can music this nice be aesthetically compelling? Can it be more than feel-good wallpaper? Can it persist?
As I returned to Shallou over and over, such questions lost relevance because the cinematic optimism continually rendered my doubt obsolete. Call it ambient, chillwave, EDM-lite, it doesn't really matter. It seeps into your feels and delivers. When the gorgeous opening notes of tracks like "Last Day" and "Love" tease into swelling, locked-in rhythms, something special happens, and it is a place you want to visit, repeatedly.
As I returned to Shallou over and over, such questions lost relevance because the cinematic optimism continually rendered my doubt obsolete. Call it ambient, chillwave, EDM-lite, it doesn't really matter. It seeps into your feels and delivers. When the gorgeous opening notes of tracks like "Last Day" and "Love" tease into swelling, locked-in rhythms, something special happens, and it is a place you want to visit, repeatedly.
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