"The bridge disappears between us," Nedelle Torrisi begins, singing in her eternally-amazing voice, "trust is mysterious." In this handful of syllables, Torrisi offers one of the most simple and poetic interpretations of a dying relationship ever committed to song. It's, assumedly, about her musical/non-musical partnership with Chris Cohen; with whom she once fronted the awesome Cryptacize, only for each to now go their own separate ways: Cohen recording solo; Torrisi becoming Paradise.
This leads to the song's glorious refrain, which is just as simply-put but no less profound: "I could find a new love/but he'd never love me like you do." It's a lament that, coupled with the opening admission of lost trust, makes for a fascinating, poignant portrait of those conflicted feelings that come at a relationship's end; when you want to both desperately hang onto and let go of it; relief mixed with fear mixed with loss. Or like this: "You're mine/nevermind/now I'm on the other side."
The song is presented stupendously: with chiming pianos, secretly funky bass, real strings set against synth strings, flutters of concert harp, and rippling rivulets of autotune; a wash of sound in service of the central sentiment. If I'm reading the Paradise Tumblr correctly, Torrisi's made a whole LP that's due to sound this good; with Julia Holter and members of Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti and Nite Jewel (plus, maybe, Ana Caravelle playing that harp?) on the record. It's, I pray, due soon; 'til then, let me listen to "Psychic Returns" again. And again. And again.