Ever since that damn meteorite hit the barn in 1992 its been nothing but creepy. Crop Circle is still conjuring echoes of paranormal love while divining nether emotions from the deepest off ramp regions of the soul. Their latest and long awaited offering “Candy Crusted Sunlight” is both departure and return deep fried in a hailstrom of razzled beats, guitar swoosh, delicious bass with velour flavored vocals. It’s for you. It’s for them. It’s for that girl you used to know back in the dorms. Crop Circle stands ready to transport you and your loved ones to future destinations of sound. Hey Now, Hey Now, Hey Now! The local aluminum siding man is sorry he drank up all your soda!