For fans of Bjork, Anastasia Coope, Titanic, trip hop, and noise as a comforting, harmonious presence, The Arc of a Pit Falling Backwards by Virusse warps alternative pop into a slightly psychedelic direction, serving as a dreamlike remembering of that artsy 90s sound. A thin layer of noise blankets every element of the composition, with each sound getting its own flavor of distortion in a delicate way that keeps the end product from sounding lo fi. Even the most driving, pointed beats on this record bathe in this cozy fuzziness, reflecting the haze of dance floor memories more so than the moment of the dance floor itself. This setting of the album within our memories and subconscious also lends a new significance to the vocals and lyrics, sourcing them from somewhere deep within ourselves as they project outward into our conscious experience. Eventually, these aesthetics become our reality, tucking us into a warm, cozy bed of dissociation as the margins between dream and perception collapse.
