On “Propagation”, taken from the forthcoming album Nootropics, the passion and atmosphere of vocalist Jana Hunter is deafening. Patient and heady, Lower Dens lull listeners into a trance with its most fragile and fractured work to date. As desolate verses with wobbly pedal effects and droning guitars emit a dimming metallic light, you get the feeling that Hunter has lost a significant battle. She's left spent and weary-eyed with absolutely nothing left to deliver a counter-argument - it’s in her delivery, one that . . .
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