Aside from challenging Fiona Apple's record for longestsongtitlethatmeansnothingtoanyoneexpcepthewriter (except for the suggestion that Maria Pitallano is a Sagittarian), autumngirlarchershorsemenbringarrows manages to charm with its simplicity. TILTLOAMSSH's shoe-gazing pop has been compared to Pale Saints, who certainly may have influenced the songwriter's lyric sensibilities, if nothing else. The songs and their arrangements are simple and spare, and the vocals are generally plain. In this case, the dictum that less is more was never more true.

"Jettison" is full of bounce, mostly provided by the stomping drum beats. Although the song's about getting dumped, and Bayer's voice is pitched just a bit above a comfortable conversational tone (until the song's last echoes), he makes the word "jettison" sound like fun to say, and likewise the words with which he rhymes it. Chiming synth and the strumming guitar, backed by the simple and repetitive sounds of tambourine, conspire to make "Lotuseaters" sound like a merry-go-round at a carnival; the song's almost eerie, because it seems less like a joke than a genuine urge to mimic that sort of noise on the part of the musicians. On those occasions when you can pick out individual lyrics (many of the songs are simply instrumental and the words of the rest are slurred), you're offered a picture of a oddly-kiltered worldview, as in "MarchSolarSkies": "You cursed the tides that left you for dead". The entwined harmonies of "Kodiakuxb" are as sugared as the lyrics ("bluebells chime while stars burn far away"), but fortunately carry just enough melancholy to balance it from being syrupy ("summer stops and your glory starts to fade"). The acoustic guitar in "Merismatic" is mesmerizing, and over far too quickly. "Silverhair" is best described as an odd lullaby, with Adam's voice accompanied by arpeggios on the synthesizer. Eccentric, burbling, childish and insousciant, both Pitallano and Beyer make this small album a happy interval for harassing days with their short offering.