Number 5 in my top ten comfort-listens is Bicep's Bicep
Album name: Bicep
Artist: Bicep
Who they sound like according to Spotify's recommendations: I'm not even going to bother because they don't mention Bonobo once, which is ridiculous
Most comforting musical element: Those icicle-sharp hi-hats that send a shiver up your nose
Least comforting musical element: The blokes from Bicep who have nipped round to poke an icicle up your schnozzle
What it's like being smothered by (in a good way): Nostalgia, but not creepy family photograph nostalgia: good nostalgia, like early MySpace or your YouTube uploads from ten years ago
Comfort food it should be paired with: That ice-cream with the marshallow chunks in, but nothing too salty, thanks, in fact I'll just have a Viennetta
Public figure I would recommend this album to so they can chill the heck out: Anyone overdoing the whole keyboard-warrior bullying on Twitter instead of using their significant following to celebrate their legacy such as, for example, IT-themed sitcoms
What the opposite of this album sounds like: A life without nostalgia: a country without a past, a person without a back-story, a computer without a search history
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