I don’t know what is is with the music beds on these tracks, but I’m in love with them. Contemporary music, digital music, is usually so heavily processed and compressed, that there’s a complete lack of depth and sense of space. Manic is an atmospheric wonderland.
“Clementine” begins with ghostly acoustic piano and other-worldly, knocking percussion. “Dominic’s Interlude” echoes like a vintage Dusty Springfield recording. Halsey’s voice serves as a splendid guide through these places, although I’d enjoy it more without the current trend of trying to jam an “I” into the last word of each vocal line. She would sound just fine without it.