Law Office’s debut album is written to score the dreams of iPad babies. Frenetic, dense, moving from one sample to another at the speed of reel-scroll all while crooning about love, loss and God, the debut album is a strong declaration of aesthetic intent.

"a strange, semi-electronic, chaotic yet focused, kind of horny 25 minutes of grooves and riffs and samples. From the title, we know the concepts we’re wading through here, and indeed the album begins with a snippet from a revival (I think? I don’t know shit about church, especially Southern church) of someone speaking in tongues. But, as the decidedly earthly cover art suggests, this is not an album that’s trying to be pious – it’s rather an examination of what holiness means to Ted [Noser, AKA Law Office], what I can assume are the moments in life that he feels closest to God, or the life-force, or whatever it is that makes us get up the nerve to be thankful we’re alive. Not that this project is full of light or relentless positivity, far from it. Ted [Noser] often feels like he’s relishing his darker impulses too as he stretches out, instrumentally and vocally, sounding fully embodied and often exhilarated. It’s a quick one and full of detail, so I’ll have to come back to it, but even on first listen it’s enjoyable, engaging, challenging, and simply present. The impression you’re left with is that this is a kind of testament, but it’s a testament to the conviction that heaven, or the titular “angelic”, lives in our own bodies and our own worlds. Salvation and grace are attainable here and now, through the prayer/action of the full-send.” - Oscar Hallas, Negative Reviews