Cult_Memo was written over a five-year period within which Siemens lost his religion (a process that for many requires a passage through the stages of grief as much as any physical death), graduated from college, moved to a new city, signed with the label Waxploitation, and welcomed his daughter into the world. Each song serves as a pearl drop memoir of this time – all strung through with crunchy synths, hollow honeycombed vocals, and heavily flecked with textural pings, zaps, and bell tones. At its heart, it’s an album made for anyone looking to dance through the horror that is the human condition. (Hot tip: Take “Concrete” for a spin if you’re looking to party through a bout of seasonal affective ego death).
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