Melody-driven, guitar-fueled, and flanked with tidal waves of piano, the Young recall the atmospheric pop ballads of Coldplay or The Bends-era Radiohead, an exercise in slow-burn catharsis that sifts through the heavier components of the human condition, lingering at just the right moments.






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