Transported, the latest EP from Chicago’s Modern Cults, is a short but punchy 15-minute ride through shifting moods, layered melodies, and Ryan Orda’s knack for balancing vulnerability with edge. The project averages two minutes per track, giving each song a concentrated burst of character, though “Crosscountry” stretches out into something more sprawling and experimental. From the very start with “Chip,” the acoustic opening folds into a quietly powerful electric guitar line that threads through the EP, alternating between taking center stage and slipping into the background.
The title track “Transported” earns its place as the centerpiece, with its catchy, mantra-like refrain—“I don’t care, make it all disappear”—and a childlike, higher-pitched vocal cutting in toward the end. It’s hypnotic in its repetition, but still grounded in energy. “Crosscountry” offers the EP’s most dynamic moment, with a satisfying build-up that crescendos into a warping, experimental outro, punctuated by an emphatic drum finale. It’s the track that feels most like a colourful journey, both in structure and atmosphere.
“PeeL” echoes some of the hooks and instrumentation of “Transported” but sharpens the edges with a more intense delivery. The synth touches and alien-like sound effects push it into slightly surreal territory, giving the familiar refrain an otherworldly texture. Then comes “Grid,” a breezier standout with swooning “oooohhh ahhhhh” vocals and a warmth that recalls The Beach Boys’ whimsical harmonies. It’s the kind of track that instantly feels lighter, a refreshing palate cleanser before the EP’s more introspective close. A personal favourite too.
“Inner Monologue” ends the record on a solemn, stripped-back note. The vulnerable line—“What is my life without you in it?”— is a surprising, melancholic turn. Transported may be brief, but it captures a wide emotional spectrum, making it a tight and engaging listen.
Written by Nthatile Mavuso
