Fuck your doom-and-gloom projections about the music industry's demise. If you want an operative model look no further than Ricky Eat Acid, a largely ambient project from Maryland's Sam Ray, which sold out it's pre-release vinyl run on the up-and-coming Orchid Tapes label in two days.
To those 250 people who bought Three Love Songs without hearing it, you're in luck—it rules. Featherweight electronics, aching piano, snippets of speech, even a pitched up Drake sample swirl around in a stew of delicately rendered pathos. While many ambient records try to alienate the listener from a familiar emotional spectrum, these songs describe moments of recognizable, lived-in humanity. [Noisey]