Cleats by FIN

When we say that we feel pop music in our bodies, we’re typically speaking superficially, like when we feel compelled to sing or dance along to a catchy, hypnotic, driving beat. However, the songs on Cleats by FIN intimately resonate all throughout the body without losing their pop structural sensibilities, constructing choruses that crawl across our skin and hooks that caress us tenderly. An eclectic collection of organic samples, colorful percussion, breathy vocals, and shimmery pads place the action directly in front of us, immersing us in a wide yet strikingly present stereo space. All the while, these tactile elements each retain an analog in traditional pop songwriting, recontextualizing this warm organicism into an experimental take on baroque pop or vocal balladry, only becoming clear as we uncover the hidden verses and choruses deep within. Where typical pop leaves you humming along, this album reincarnates in your brain as a set of phantom sensations, as a tickle in your spine or goosebumps on your skin that leave you crawling back for more.