“The end result is not what was in mind.”
In 2015, those words served as the refrain to a menacing yet inexplicably catchy piece of electronic pop by an artist called East India Youth. Of course, William Doyle couldn’t have expected this when he wrote them, but six years, one abandoned alias and a failed hard drive later, they’ve taken on an entirely new significance: they now fit equally well as the modus operandi of his newest album,
Great Spans of Muddy Time.
I first became aware of Doyle’s music after the release of his first full album under his own name, 2019’s