Shrink Dust takes me back to the days when Chad VanGaalen’s records were stitched together, a loose collection of home recordings in different styles. Diaper Island shattered this illusion, this sense that his records were incongruous video game worlds you could flick through at your leisure. No more zones, no different shades—just this one slab of indecent guitar muck. […] Shrink Dust fondly resembles the twists and turns of Soft Airplane (2009) and Infiniheart (2004), trawling through noisy, callous rockers before switching to the most obviously countrified songs of VanGaalen’s career. There’s even a TMBG-esque kid’s tune on here. Shit stinks of whatever it wants to.
Lack of progression other than a track quickly ending so the next one can begin, or active regression, or progressions that are just plain weird…these are pretty much the proud norm of Lese Majesty. It’s not quite Anticon but it’s accepted Anticon’s friend request and wonky algorithms have got Anticon plastering its news feed. This is the best, blackest Anticon record that Anticon hasn’t put out.