Review: Dry Cleaning :: “Stumpwork”

Incidentally grandiose: wonderful association puzzles

If there is such a thing as hot-tempered laconicism, Florence Shaw excels at it. “No kissing, no sleeping/ But there was a song/ Can’t fucking remember it,” she voices on the album’s final track, “Icebergs.” Dry Cleaning’s music also has an air of casualness that the voice of its singer, which is clearly in the foreground…

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