Dear Children, Ramona happily announces Orson Wells' first full-grown EP. Being made by a Frankfurt kid with a mature sound signature, “Never Lonely No More” nods towards what once was and what could be one day. Chicago rhythm boxes are melting with the fragile soundscapes of post-new-wave modernists while they take a walk on broken glass. Tangerine Dream's krautrock utopia strays between drowsy house music bass lines. An art school class drinks a cup of hemlock filled with jungle juice. The whole thing feels like the soundtrack to “Pretty In Pink” if Akira Kurosawa would have directed it and held a release party at the Music Box. Damn, kiddo! Never no more lonely for sure.