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Wrecked Lightship talk craft, inspiration, and drifting through Drained Strands

There’s the old saw about great avant-garde jazz being “the notes you don’t play.” But crafty subversion of the usual bassy wall-of-sound is core to Wrecked Lightship’s appeal. A buzzy synth with no top line, minimal percussion, an unidentifiable bit of atmosphere – it’s apt to remind you of staring at someone snoring in the pitch dark.