With vintage amps the size of refrigerators gracing the cover of Whirr’s Distressor, you might surmise that the songs on the band’s sophomore album will be of the face-melting variety. But not even a minute into “Leave,” it's clear that Whirr is reviving the sort of early-'90s shoegaze that’ll melt the hearts of anyone who remembers the era firsthand. “Blue” ascends with cascading sonic waterfalls of blissed-out guitar distortion, peripheral rhythms, and fluff-on-the-needle vocals buried under the noise. Yes, the band members have done their homework to create period-correct dream-pop. But they also understand that memorable songs need to thrive under the effects pedals and proper production; this is what sets them apart. Sure, “Ghost” pulses and undulates with the womblike static of vintage Creation-era bands, and the frenzied attack of “Child” may recall Isn’t Anything–era MBV. Yet the Whirr melodies that'll get stuck in your head are all the band's own.