The first two tracks from the forthcoming Business of Dreams LP were sort of what I expected, though I’ve admitted that Cunningham is at the peak of his writing prowess this go-round. But, the pleasure of Ripe for Anarchy is the diversity he’s brought forth, and perhaps no track exemplifies that touch more than the single below. It’s still churns out that crisp nostalgic pop vibe, but it has this thoughtfulness I don’t think I realized until the second or third spin. From the layering of the various vocals to the effortless calm throughout, it creates this weird vibe where I feel like I’m listening to Galaxy 500 channeled through the history of angular indiepop and its forebears. Slumberland drops the album tomorrow; please go get it.