A Fainting Spell You Can Sing Along To: ‘Call a Doctor’ Pushes Moving in Slow to New Heights Without Picking Up the Tempo

They’re doubling down on that sludgy, syrupy emo-pop aesthetic that practically begs to be played during a late-night existential spiral in a suburban driveway.

Let’s talk about the name first: ‘Call a Doctor‘—yeah, that’s spot on. This track sounds exactly like collapsing in slow motion. Not in the melodramatic “I’m dying” way, but more like “I’ve been holding this in for six months and I’m about to unravel over lukewarm coffee and no one’s gonna stop me.” It’s emo, it’s indie rock, but filtered through a 2025 indie lens that’s way more inward and lo-fi and way less about kicking drywall.

Laurent Chavannes delivers vocals like he’s crumbling mid-sentence. His delivery drags you through the mental fog, makes you feel the weight in the pauses between lines. It’s lethargic but intentional, matching that molasses-tempo backing track, which shifts from acoustic fragility to full-band breakdown with a slow-burn intensity.

As for the band’s trajectory — look, they’re independent, they’re grinding, and they’re showing an impressive level of consistency. Between the earlier Moving in Slower release and now this, you get the sense they’re in a rhythm. Not a chaotic burst of output, but a slow, steady burn. And that makes sense, considering… y’know, the name.

It’s just a very well-written, emotionally resonant indie rock song that hits exactly where it should. It’s melancholic without being whiny, lush without being bloated, and catchy without being obnoxious. Solid release. Great pacing. And a nice sign that 2025 might be Moving in Slow’s year — or at least, their season.


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