inconceivable that a shoegaze album with guitars this rad should go almost completely overlooked. okay, i lied, it's conceivable: plow caught the gaze wave on its downswing, and the less than awe-inspiring (imo) vocals are pretty high in the mix -- if you need gauzy and androgynous vocals in your shoegaze, this might be a dealbreaker for you, they're only like 25% gauzy and 15% androgynous. but the textures! dig the spiraling "rosebud," the landslide of twinkling trash (in a good way) that overtakes "meteor," the way the catchy bassline in "fall" stumbles over its own feet. and any shoegaze band with enough humor to end a song called "velveeta" with a lighters-in-the-air coda like that is good in my book. petition your congressman for a vinyl reissue and click below.