Abe’s process is a drama of art, highs and lows. They make it the long way round. Key to their sound is a balance of aesthetics from each member’s hard earned claim to the music. On a degraded atmosphere of loops and samples a theatrical chorus coos repetitively with positive emotion, tempered with stabs of keen villainous beats and chords. It’s dark and sweet. Clubbs Coldron’s voice gives the music its narrative cues, warbling with pangs of identity from Plato’s cave.

They try to think in different ways. Without purposefully seeking out the weird and ironic they explore old and newly chartered grounds, reconstructing their multitudinous influences in their own context. They want to be sincere and interesting. It’s a fraught process but of course it all seems normal to them.