
Sounds like a love letter to late 90s power-pop alt-rock.

A strange, beautiful headphones-on album filled with longing and the feeling of drifting through life looking for somewhere to finally call home.

Brisk guitars, sharp wit, and a party soundtrack for people who never go to parties.

Gorgeous harmonies and dreamy shoegaze collide with anger and frustration as Softcult takes on trauma, predatory behavior, and a world that too often stacks the deck against women and girls.