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"They quarrelled and scraped, this much is true. But never was his fate so cruel. Peel Dream convened, "Enough's enough!" They kicked him out and tossed his stuff. All alone he sips his tea, burns his incense, scrolls TV. And peering out beyond the fore, longs to make it back once more." A cute little poem, as featured on the album artwork to this cute little record, it betrays the essence of the music that's here. Although hard to precisely put a fine point on it, Peel Dream Magazine crafts this kind of child-like, innocent, floaty, lo-fi pop sound that makes you feel something along the lines of a small kid watching escapist morning telly. Except in this case the fantasy world that unfolds before you isn't visibly made from cheap balsa wood and quick paint jobs. Instead, it's vividly detailed, and feels utterly complete. Like Bibio meeting Beta Band on Sesame Street. A bit.