Antler's new album Hospice is haunting and claustrophobic—like the stink of your own breath in a closed coffin. They build off the loud-soft-loud structure that corralled the bulk of 90's rock, but line it with feverish post-Arcade Fire intimacy—a tactic sure to lure the hipsters.
Reminds us of: Arcade Fire | My Bloody Valentine | Cymbals Eat Guitars