Boy, that High Places self-titled debut was awesome. It had this warm, understandable listenability about it, for how avant-garde the musical techniques were (an indescribable schizophrenia of programmed drums and organic, unorthodox percussion and not a conventional sound on the entire album). The whole thing congealed around this firm understanding of pop and in their … Continue reading “A Bit on High Places and Their Unusual Sort of Career Downfall; also, Against Objectivity in Qualitative Musical Assessments”