Liz Harris – the one-woman, do-it-all singer/songwriter/musician who essentially IS Grouper – is the sound of someone disappearing before your very eyes; an ache with no underlying injury; a whisper from an unseen voice. Such is the ephemeral ghostliness of her music, an intensely private form of expression captured within a very public context. If you took My Bloody Valentine’s layered collage of sounds and applied Low’s 4AD ambient acoustic surface to them (vs. Kevin Shields’ concussive, punishing feedback waves), you might be approaching the outer rings of Grouper’s orbit.
"On dreams I'm moving through heavy water/
The love is enormous, it's lifting me up/
I'd rather be sleeping."
Druggy, sexy, arty, pretty, but never pretentious. The sound of the waking dream.