The Sympathy Of All Things Turned ‘Mourning Ghosts’ Into Collapse — Now ‘Our Sacred Pleasures’ Lingers Like an Afterimage

The Sympathy Of All Things is back. You might remember his previous single Mourning Ghosts’, which was this gorgeous, melancholic, borderline-transcendental slab of emotional noise-pop that had me in my feelings for like a week straight.

Stylistically, it’s a fusion mess—in a good way. There’s dream pop, there’s a bit of art rock, there’s maybe even a sprinkle of funk hiding in the bassline, and then this loose, floating vocal delivery that’s less about melody and more about texture. It’s very floaty, very liquid, very vibe-core. Philosophically, the track plays with irony and interpretation. It’s almost confrontational in how much it demands you to do the emotional labor. And weirdly enough, I respect the hell out of that.

If I had to nitpick—which, come on, it’s me—I’d say ‘Our Sacred Pleasures’ maybe meanders a bit too long in its middle section. The tension kind of plateaus. And while that could be the point, a bit more structural evolution could have made the resolution hit harder. But again, that might be me wanting a pop arc in a piece that’s actively rejecting that idea.

As for how it stacks up to ‘Mourning Ghosts’? Look, ‘Mourning Ghosts’ was a banger. Emotional and immediate. This one is more subtle, more psychological, and arguably more polarizing. It’s not better, it’s not worse—he’s just aiming at a completely different target. And he still lands.


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