I will now sell five copies of the 5 EPs by Disco Inferno

Sometimes you discover an album you feel was made exclusively for you. Everything about it seems perfect. You lose all sense of nuance and rationality. It isn’t just a good album, it isn’t just a great album, it’s perfect. There has never been anything better than it. The album runs its course and you find yourself middle-distance-staring, wondering what the hell just happened. Few albums can do that, tint the whole world in their colour. If you’re lucky, this feeling comes once a year. If you’re luckier, this feeling persists. If you’re luckier still, this feeling grows with each listen. Nuances start to appear. It’s a sort of ‘true love’. The more you learn, the more you fall in love. You fall in love with each blemish, each wrinkle, each freckle. A few months ago, I fell in love with the 5 EPs by Disco Inferno. With each listen, I sink a little deeper.

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