Toronto producer and early Weeknd collaborator Zodiac winds drawn-out sighs and unrequited lust around sparse percussion and dark, elegant isolation. Jesse Boykins III contributes the surreal, smooth vocals, each inflection getting more claustrophobic like some kind of unnerving alternate-dimension comedown anthem.
You can’t shake the feeling that “Come” might actually be a voyeuristic pirate transmission from deep underground. Chopped and screwed lives in the shadows seep out from the underbelly through cracks in the facade. Burial once said “Underground music should have its back turned. It needs to be gone, untraceable, unreadable, just a distant light.” Well, there are cracks in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
Zodiac’s self-titled EP is out on Jacques Greene’s Vase label on September 24 (digitally) and October 8 (vinyl).
letters by Sandra Croft