I like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it

Sprawling and sleek, an 80s tinged fever dream that somehow never loses its footing across 17 tracks. Slides between dance floor swagger, hazy shoegaze reveries, and outright soul balladry, Healy sounding equally at home crooning or strutting through it all. The Sound and Somebody Else carry that shimmery, John Hughes soundtrack quality, big and glossy without feeling hollow. Some of the ambient interludes drift a bit long and could've been trimmed, but even the excess feels intentional, like the sprawl is part of the point. Ambitious in a way few pop records actually commit to. Overstuffed, sure, but rarely boring for a second.

Fuck that get money