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The cover of Poor Image’s self-titled debut features an escalator. They also recommended escalators in their Perfectly Imperfect feature. I’ve always said escalators are my greatest fear (hyperbolic, obviously, and excluding the really scary stuff). Still, for Poor Image, I’m willing to step on, letting it carry me toward the next good thing, the next sound, which they deliver on their self-titled debut album. That sound is built on slide guitars and melodies that range from quietly beautiful to unsettling, freckled with characteristics of Americana. The scope is wide here: take the wispy, nostalgic outro of “Shuffle,” the tenderness of “Planting Weeds,” the uneasy spoken-word turn of “Museum Feet.” It all works, and it works well.
Dec 31, 2025