Secondhand rapture

"Musically, their tapestry is an often simple one - like Florence And The Machine stripped down to the bones; vocal excess and blustering grandiosity replaced with a candied softness and velvety warmth to the production. Songs like Bones and the so-good-it-has-to-be-a-single Think Of You are joyous in their own right; but place them in the context of the entire album and each one comes like the ebb and flow of the sea - the string-soaked productions supplementing and building-upon their predecessors until all that remains is one singular, almost frighteningly robust body of work".

Læs anmeldelse

"Ultimately Rapture isn't the only thing that's Secondhand on MS MR's often underwhelming and frustratingly predictable début. "What was a spell / Now feels like a curse," laments Plapinger tellingly as the curtain falls. The hypnotic, bewitching spell spun during Rapture's opening act is sadly broken by a revolving hex of crippling repetition, dearth of invention and inevitable ennui".