Check out "My Heart" and "Violent" after the jump, and we dare you not to fantasize about using them as a soundtrack for a future cruise throughout the glacial fjords. Well, maybe Loney Dear's pained howls and delicate, spacious guitar loops sound more like getting broken up with on a cruise through the glacial fjords, à la Bon Iver's winter angst. Perhaps, then, listening to Loney Dear is more about the feeling of going on a cruise throughout the glacial fjords, spending hours in awe of natural beauty and the fragility of our ecosystem, only to realize that the ice caps are melting and we're all romantically, royally screwed.
Dammit. Where were we? Oh, right. Loney Dear's expressive, precise melancholy after the jump. Not going to think about the ice caps. Definitely not freaking out about the ice caps.