This record is about desire at a remove. A hot summer through a haze, a search for flow through mental obstacles, a desire for calm and clarity against a more proximate desire for stimulation and novelty.
To me, it has a sound that is both somehow flat, slightly distant, and yet filled with energy and motion, like rain on a hot day or fog in a rich landscape. Another analogy would be the Laban Effort Actions: it is indirect, sustained, and bound, and can be either light or heavy. (Laban categorises these actions as Flick, when light, and Wring, when heavy.)
A pair of couplets from Fiona Apple’s Valentine perhaps summarises it:
“I'm amorous but out of reach
A still life drawing of a peach
I'm a tulip in a cup
I stand no chance of growing up.”