HAPPINESS HUNGOVER

Northern American’s debut collection was made for that 45-minute-drive-to-get-anywhere LA nightscape. Windows down, warm air on your face and palm trees anchoring a sky pinking-out on sunset to neon streets yawning into life. There’s a light, floaty escapism to the dream-pop on offer that isn’t woozy or hallucinogenic but crisper, like film stock with a washed-out grade. Fresh sounding, in places zesty, Cali indie rock. You can almost smell the ocean.