The public parts of my notebook.
Bohren sound like schmaltzy lounge jazz: sultry saxophone, stately double bass. But they play at half speed. And there are lots of downward plunges in the tune that are more menacing than sexy. And there are great, wide spaces in the songs that only contain hisses and drones. The final effect is of standing in the French windows of a ballroom, an opulent party at your back, a valley filled with dawn fog to your front.