On Sunset is the new record from songwriter Nicholas Krgovich (pronounced KER-ga-VITCH), and it stands as a rich, widescreen paean to a lost Los Angeles. It is a smog-smudged dreamscape filled with loners, washed-up movie stars, dreamers, drifters, blooming jasmine and glowing courtyard pools, all twinkling and haunting the Hollywood Hills. A place where the light in late afternoon is bright and smooth, where the Santa Ana winds blow, where anything goes.

For over a decade, Krgovich has revealed himself to be a true pop polymath, building up an idiosyncratic and creatively restless discography. With projects such as No Kids, Gigi and P:ano — and collaborations with artists like Mount Eerie, Nite Jewel and Amber Coffman of Dirty Projectors.

Produced and mixed by John Collins (Destroyer, New Pornographers) and recorded by Colin Stewart (Black Mountain, Cave Singers), the album is a sweeping Technicolor extravaganza. Its cinematic arrangements, penned by composer Stefan Udell, nod to Mahler as often as Quincey Jones, and are performed by an impressive list of guest musicians and singers. In the tradition of experimental music masquerading as pop (Avalon, Cupid & Psyche ’85, Steve McQueen), On Sunset is a lonely, glamorous, late-night answer to a city’s seductive and endless sprawl; the long shadows of palm trees on the red carpet; being lost in a place where everything is happening, where people are dreaming and making things that capture the world’s attention. It’s the childhood memory of staying up late swaddled in blankets on the couch, watching Jack Palance do pushups on the Academy Awards broadcast. It’s the sound of an artist wanting to share their world but paradoxically building it out of the land of artifice and make-believe. A hat flying off into the ocean. Get in.