Whilst listening to Motorama for the first time, I was struck at first by just how familiar everything seemed. I dug the jangle, the melodies, the C86/Ideal Guest House leanings but delving deeper and deeper into Alps, I was overwhelmed with vibes heavy on the wistful side. There's a whimsical beauty apparent in their nostalgic approach. Kinda like looking at old family vacation snaps and zeroing in on the one that was taken accidentally. It's worn, faded, adorned with light leaks but you know it only adds to the charm. However, the real clincher is seeing everyone in the picture unaware, guard down and lost in their ways.