Abaday – Nosleep
Twenty-two minutes. Eight tracks. Not a single second wasted. If Abaday's new record achieves anything — and it achieves considerably more than that — it is the radical act of refusing to overstay its welcome. Pop music has spent the better part of a decade bloating itself into forty-minute endurance tests, artists terrified of leaving anything on the cutting room floor, stuffing their releases with bonus tracks and interludes and spoken word passages that nobody asked for. *Lo Yashanti Tzohorayim* — translated with delightful bluntness as *I Didn't Nap* — arrives as a rebuke to all of that. It is tight, coiled, and ruthlessly edited, a record that knows exactly what it is and exits the room before you've had a chance to get bored of it.