Remember there was a time a couple months ago when I said that some electronic music creates a wide, panoramic space, and some the opposite. FILMMAKER must’ve been going straight for claustrophobia with The Love Market. That’s not a disparaging remark coming from me. I’ll take the fucking ride if it’s done right and this is spot on.

I might have more to say on this later if my ADHD brain hasn’t moved too far on into something else, but I needed to at least bookmark this. For now, suffice to say that the vibe is as dark, dank, lewd and dungeonesque as the cover art suggests.