Hood

Hood, a Leeds-based cast of musicians revolving around brothers Chris and Richard Adams, has been in existence for fourteen years, exhibiting an evolving sound of glitchy, melodic murmurs that bridges the distance between the placid, dubby, yet meticulously dappled broad strokes of Bark Psychosis and Fridge/Four Tet’s prickly psychedelia. Hood’s music, a dense yet subtle jumble, is as increasingly flush and budding as it is crisp and autumnal — because while it skirts languor and dejection, it achingly longs for renewal. With Outside Closer, the group has unfurled its most arresting arrangements to date.