When an album has 5 songs with stars on it’s first listen through that’s generally a good sign.
It’s an album that screams Saturday morning.
It’s almost perfection.
There’s no nauseatingly poppy songs, but it treads that line between strange and weird and delightful.
Ben Gibbard’s voice conveys emotion. It makes you feel things. I listen to this album and I can feel sunshine and ran. The smell of freshly cut grass.
Pretty pastel colours and ice creams on the lawn.
Codes and Keys takes me away to all sorts of different places. It’s transporting, ethereal, magical.
It’s on high rotation.
polka-dots & sparkles 