""I'm in your landscape, and I don't wanna go back to mine," Mesirow intones between rippling synths, sinuous orchestration, and percussive crunches on "Landscape", a song that closes with an out-of-nowhere, live-sounding drum-and-keys groove reminiscent of Flying Lotus' Brainfeeder brain trust. It's a track that contains so many of Interiors' paradoxes: the push and pull between 1's and 0's and flesh and blood, between indoors and outdoors ("There's nothing here but walls, walls, walls"), and between two lovers".