

"Two Weeks" - whoa-wo-ah-wo-ah on repeat, Ed Droste sounds like a honey-sweet version of Jens Lekman, saccharine piano clattering, harmonies like the Beach Boys' Smile, each piece of the song seems simple, but it's layered into a complex web of puzzle pieces, like the threads of a spiderweb, crossing and crisscrossing – each string on its own doesn’t make sense, but together, they create a miraculously glue, trapping the listener.
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