It ain't all too often that I find myself helplessly enamoured at first play, although that's precisely what went down when
Isle's subtly blinding Bayview rolled over my horizons late last night. The first I've heard of the Floridian five-piece, the softly corroded chord progression to this one melts sumptuously into some bristly vocals to rub your ears up in all the right kinda ways. You sense they may do likewise over somewhere or other à la Bella Union, too. A quite majestic introduction to the bestest band we could've wished for as we wave away our seemingly disintegrated summer.
