All songs written, performed and recorded by Jesse Sinclair Dewlow.
Photographs from the Alfred Peter Sebastian archives 1969-95.

Mastered and cut by Noel Summerville.

LP pressed at Optimal and housed in reverse board sleeve with printed inner and download code included.
Also available to buy separately on download formats.

Pre-orders of all formats direct from Blackest Ever Black come with instant downloads of ‘Town of Diana’ and ’89¢ Public Render’, and full album download on release date.

LP tracklist:
A1. Obstinate Truss (4:02)
A2. Gunshots at Crestridge (1:31)
A3. In the Mulch and Trimming (3:38)
A4. A Chain Undressed (2:57)
A5. Mint Julep (8:34)
B1. Town of Diana (5:58)
B2. Gunshots at Crestridge II (1:04)
B3. 89¢ Public Render (4:21)
B4. Dust In The Old House (3:26)
B5. The Clock Player (9:32)

Digital tracklist:
1. Obstinate Truss (4:02)
2. Gunshots at Crestridge (1:31)
3. In the Mulch and Trimming (3:38)
4. A Chain Undressed (2:57)
5. Mint Julep (8:34)
6. Town of Diana (5:58)
7. Gunshots at Crestridge II (1:04)
8. 89¢ Public Render (4:21)
9. Dust In The Old House (3:26)
10. The Clock Player (9:32)

People Skills

Gunshots at Crestridge   BLACKEST055

Graciously welcoming the second full-length lp from Philadelphia’s Jesse Dewlow, recording under the moniker People Skills. The follow-up to 2014’s Siltbreeze set Tricephalic Head. Ten sunken songs, derisively adorned with rhythm and rudimentary dub effects. Bedroom elegies for the lost and irretrievable, last-ditch spells for transformation and renewal. Thurston Moore and Byron Coley likened the previous record to “South Island NZ pop played inside of an armored car”, and that description holds here: underneath the hoods of these wracked and weather-beaten recordings are melodies of disarming beauty and optimism, bordering on the (wilfully) mawkish, bubblegum ground underfoot. Each piece as time-stopping and evocative as an old photograph of someone who used to mean something. Whether speaking through stately keyboard pastorals (‘Mint Julep’), rat-arsed rock ‘n roll slur (‘89¢ Public Render’) or sulphurous aggro-electronics (the two-part title track), Gunshots At Crestridge exposes, then seeks to redeem, all our tiny acts of self-sabotage, all our sins against time. When to stay, when to go…you never got it right, not once.