Is it their best? Not exactly. But it’s Duster, I’ve been obsessed with this band for over a decade at this point. So much so that I dug for every precious demo and unfinished record I could. Duster’s mostly untitled “Christmas Dust” and found a hand-scrawled forgotten cassette “On The Dodge.” I’ve scoured the internet for every Duster-adjacent music project I could find.
Now in 2024, Duster is a smash cult hit band; a household name for a certain slightly-disaffected Gen-Z TikTok user. And you know what? Duster rules. They absolutely deserve the success they’ve garnered, even if it feels like a total algorithmic fluke. Seeing them again last month was maybe even more surreal than the first time. At 31, I felt like one of the oldest people there, dumbfounded by people cheering and taking out their phones en masse to film the blisteringly loud “Echo, Bravo” from Stratosphere.
Right. “In Dreams”. Duster very suddenly dropped their fifth album this year (their third since reuniting, “Remote Echoes2 doesn’t count, those are old demos recompiled). What can I say? It’s more Duster. Which means it’s among one of the best albums to come out this year.
The Fat Angel Sings 