18 March 2013
by Tom Doyle
Let me tell you a little story. I was heading home from work the other week on the tube, it had been a long day and the London winter was persisting in the way London winters tend to. As I sank into my seat on the Northern Line my headphones filled with the sound of Intronaut’s fourth full length, Habitual Levitations. As the sound of eight minute opener, ‘Killing Birds With Stones’, washed over me and it’s subtle, sumptuous groove soothed my weary mind I couldn’t help but be reminded of how heroin addicts describe their hits, like a warm cocoon enveloping you. Intronaut are a band possessed of a skag-like power to trance you away from your present reality, and FUCK, it is wonderful.