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This unexpected and tragic turn of events remains undetectable in the album. As single “Dorian” goes to show, Surfer Blood are in no danger of leaving behind the trade-mark hazy, sun-drenched nostalgia that perfuses their sound. Couched in the language of Beach-Boy guitar riffs and the pot-smoking indolence of Best Coast, 1000 Palms uses this bitter-sweet, sunshine-infused sense of longing as the base from which to blend a multitude of shades of nostalgic yearning.

This LP is, when you break it down, simply a collection of orthodox love songs. At times, it verges on saccharine, but these heart-felt, jubilant moments are so unexpected they are actually endearing. “Sabre-Tooth and Bone” does not give you any warning that Surfer Blood are about to practically quote The Carpenters. And then - BAM– out of nowhere: “You know our lives have only just begun”. This is a song about home-building, about crafting a life - with a decent dose of distortion thrown in, just to temper all that cheerfulness.

“Covered Wagons” marks a return to the kind of slick, 90s guitar pop that Surfer Blood nailed on Pythons. It has the polished melancholy of the Gin Blossoms, infused with a hint of 80s synth. “Other Dessert Cities” encapsulates the playful creativity that is Surfer Blood at their best; they play with the tempo and throw jagged afro-beat guitar riffs up against a power-ballad drum beat. “NW Passage”, the album's final track, is quiet, delicate and reflective. Acoustic guitar and exposed vocal unfurl against a backdrop of birdsong. Much like the rest of the LP, this track is awash with muted happiness.

Despite the painful circumstances of its release, 1000 Palms is a record about optimism and, as Fekete writes in his appeal, “love and light”.