The thought of a suburban teenager staring morosely out of his big city bedroom window, thinking of David Lynch and writing pop songs doesn’t exactly scream excitement. However, Doran Edwards has smothered his seething tales in gloopy melody. ‘Choreography’ is gorgeous; and with it Weird Dreams join a wave of bands peddling a post-Felt appreciation of prettiness in music. ‘Faceless’’ rolling chorus is what Spectrals might listen to whilst mowing Real Estate’s lawn; whilst standouts ‘Holding Nails’ and ‘666.66’ match those bands’ winsome nostalgia note for note. Morbid one minute, cute the next, finally untangling ‘Choreography’ is an engrossing pleasure.