The debut full-length for Suicide Squeeze is an album full of quiet, wooden psychedelia that reflects the duos' casual pursuit of comfort and freedom under the mountains of Cumberland, Maryland, where creeks zigzag in the lonesome dark of the forest, and a red moon hangs overhead. These are songs of leaving, of dreams both good and bad, sung from surroundings they've known their whole lives. In "By Morning Light," Nau and McGraw's voices draw each other out of a contemplative melancholy and into a state of amazed gratification; the music here shimmers, always - the snare-drum cracks against the tug of the guitar - reaching the sublime crush of Yo La Tengo's "And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out." It's simple, understated perfection: they sound timeless from singing together forever.