When you really look at it, Bradford Cox’s career trajectory is scary. The first Deerhunter release, which now feels like at least a decade ago, was only in 2005, and when you consider the fact that that record wasn’t even that good, him being pretty much the king of whatever it is he actually does is damn impressive. Through the course of two further Deerhunter albums and a solo release under the Atlas Sound banner, Cox has pretty much cemented himself as the first name in ambient shoegaze indie noise psych-rock. And it’s not undeserved, given that all those records are fucking great, but still, most artists of his undeniable talent at least still have the common decency to spread their genius out a little.