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Some memories adhere more than others: the day my younger sibling was born, breaking my wrist at North Point Mall as a kid, getting a banana split afterward and not being able to pick up the spoon because my wrist was broken, though I didn’t realize it yet, and the first time I heard Broken Social Scene. In my head, all of these memories surface with the same clarity, but I find myself constantly chasing the feeling of that last one—the moment you know something is really going to matter to you, and that it will stand the test of time. When I put on Music From Clocks for the first time, taking the bus to work back in August, it felt just as immediate and significant (funny enough, Christopher did a beautiful cover of Broken Social Scene’s “Almost Crimes” with Quiet Light). I distinctly remember the end of the first track, “Halloween,” as it jolts from something understated and pretty into a precipitous swell. It feels like a flex, like he’s saying, bet you weren’t expecting this. Same goes for the kickass electronic interludes throughout the record. “Kino” folktronica. Probably the album I sent around the most this year.
Dec 31, 2025