Merry Peers’ music is a vapour trail of lonesome, entwining half-song made tactile with a dubwise feel for space and bass. Using only trumpet, synth, a little voice, and effects, Brad and Yoshiko channel sensual ambience, haptic glitch, and time-smudging melodic flights. Earthquake drones. A faint ringing in your ear. But a pervasive physicality, wryness and urgency underpins and unsettles ‘Merry Peers’’ sumptuous surface. Hands and breath shape inhuman sounds, self-help slogans comfort desert winds, and the music’s stately passage is decisive, free of drift.