Limited turquoise colored vinyl LP pressing. It's dangerous to put Illiterate Light in a box, especially with the release of their new album, Arches. Are they a guitar-driven indie rock duo? Kaleidoscopic neo-psychedelia? Synth-kissed, harmony-laden folk? What does one do with an album beginning with ""fake tits and diet coke,"" then pivoting to train derailments in rural Ohio and never-ending black holes? These prolific farmers-turned-rockers have captured the energy of their live shows-fans crowd-surfing, moshing, crying, and crooning-and infused it into their latest release. Illiterate Light's third album, Arches, is not a passageway but an arrival. ""We're no longer striving to define a sound,"" said drummer Jake Cochran. ""We're leaning into sides of ourselves that have felt off-limits, sticking to what feels right rather than concerning ourselves with comparison."" Out November 1 via Thirty Tigers, the record is bursting with thunderous anthems, biting lyrics, and lush harmonies.
