I really wish I owned a vinyl copy of Sleepy Sun’s Fever because I’d love to hang it on my wall. It’s so pretty looking. The music’s pretty too, packing the band’s psychedelic sound into a tighter package. For example, there’s no super annoying flute screeching over their delicate acoustic songs like there was on Golden Artefact. Even though I haven’t spent as much time with this album, that fact alone makes it an improvement by many, many degrees.