Easily one of the pioneers of modern experimental rock/pop, and reputably claimed by some fans as trailblazers of the indie rock movement as a whole, Spiritualized return with an epic new album – Everything Was Beautiful – the band’s most sprawling release to date.
J Spaceman’s latest opus is gloriously satisfying and self-referential, refining his orchestral space rock with alchemical power.
Through sheer force of habit, sailing un-buffeted and serene through the winds of musical fashion, Spiritualized have reached their fourth decade as a paragon of musical constancy. Everything Was Beautiful, their ninth studio album, calls back to many of the band’s habitual influences: The Stooges, gospel, blues, free jazz, the Rolling Stones, et al., which the band finesses into a hypnotic mixture, capable of both savage intensity and benzodiazepine drift. More than anything, though, Everything Was Beautiful refers back to the band’s own gilded history—which would be a problem if they didn’t do it so shamelessly well.
While recording Everything Was Beautiful, Jason Pierce, once again operating under the J Spaceman moniker he has used periodically since his Spacemen 3 days, called on lessons learned when mixing Spiritualized’s classic third album, 1997’s ‘Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space,’ notably the power of carefully constructed layers. The two albums share a spellbinding mixture of astral ambience, artfully tailored musical density, and occasionally sharpened live fury, as well as an emotional depth not always evident in the band’s more glazed-out moments.
Akira Watts “Everything just sort of comes together here and it’s close to perfect. I don’t think Spiritualized can make a bad album, but this one is very easily among their best. Comforting and joyful and exactly what I needed to hear. Favorite track: The A Song (Laid In Your Arms).”
marc_ian: “This is better than any preceding Spiritualized or Spacemen 3 record. Lush, pretty, catchy and a top notch trip. Favorite track: Let It Bleed (For Iggy).”
Under The Radar: (90) “There is immensely evident craftsmanship that runs through the album, and a newly revitalized soul that, for all its beauty, And Nothing Hurt missed. If it turns out that Everything Was Beautiful is the last Spiritualized project we ever get, it is an unexpected gift that lives up to the best of Jason Pierce’s storied career.”
AllMusic (90): Everything Was Beautiful is delirious and exciting, a perfect distilment of the best parts of the band’s various phases that feels reinvigorated and new.
The Telegraph (80) You don’t need to be in an altered state to become overwhelmed by his mastery of controlled cacophony. It is a pleasure to report that everything is still beautiful in Pierce’s strange sonic world.
Glide Magazine (80)
“‘Everything Was Beautiful’ pulls heavily from throughout the Spiritualized catalog, whether it be the Ladies and Gentlemen-era “Best Thing You Ever Had”, the soft, sentimentality of Pierce’s mid-career work on “Crazy” or the lush balance of And Nothing. All those influences, and their tonal similarities to his last album, never distract or take away from the conceptual success of ‘Everything Was Beautiful.'”
One of our favorite surprise DIY releases of the crazy and depressing year 2020 is the fantastic indie album, Vast Oceans, from Bristol, Virginia alt. folk-rock band Annabelle’s Curse.
Since 2012 the band, headed by songwriter, singer, and guitarist Timothy Kilbourne, has attracted a small but loyal of fans.
The first-time listener – especially those of you who are folk enthusiasts – is bound to enjoy the homegrown Appalachian roots of the band and may make others wonder why they’ve never heard of the band before.
Annabella’s Curse has been playing live shows, festivals, and other events across the states for the past decade. With the pandemic having a devastating impact on live concerts, Annabella’s Curse has been like so many bands trying to figure out a way forward.
From the band’s FB page: “It has been a difficult year for music and is still trying to find our place in this brave new world. It’s been a long strange trip filled with ups and downs.”
While not being able to play tracks from Vast Oceans for live audiences this year, it doesn’t change the fact that it’s a dazzling Appalachian folk-rock album not to be missed.
The songs on Vast Oceans are heartfelt, comforting, introspective, and wonderfully crafted musically. The band members and guest musicians are all solid players and fit right into the intent and groove of Kilbourne’s songs.
It’s hard not to love this album if you are a fan of authentic DIY folk-rock. In fact, there are only a couple of ‘miss’ songs out of the otherwise fantastic 11-track recording. Really, it’s one to spend some time listening to.
We really like Kilbourne’s roots-rock vocals as well. The unity of the band members tells a story of a talented set of musicians but a brotherhood for the love of this style of indie music that helped make indie music a popular genre.
If we had to recommend just five tracks for extra busy folks, they would be “Thunder”; the motoring, inspirational “Call of the Void” with its terrific folk authenticity; the wonderful performances on “Seven Seas”; the agonizing but beautiful ballad “Bolts and Steel” and the sunny, lush melodies on “Foul Beast.”
The other band members include Zack Edwards on guitar; Travis Goyette on drums; Kirk Bagnell on auxiliary percussion; Tyler Luttrell on bass and Carly Booher-Edwards on mandolin and vocals.
On his latest album, Will, Canadian singer/songwriter Tyson Ray Borsboom creates intricate portraits of love and life in the modern world set to a terrific blend of genres, upbeat and fun at times, and somber and reflective at other times.
The Lethbridge, Alberta folk singer/songwriter employs his gut-wrenching baritone vocals and soft, soulful melodies to match a bright acoustic style.
After several years honing his craft, Borsboom teamed up with producer/engineer Kyle Prusky of Apex Audio to record and release his first EP, Sinner, which dropped in 2018.
Emphasizing his powerful vocal performances and stark arrangements, the seven-track EP was praised by critics as “deep, dynamic, and full of emotion.”
And now comes the release of his debut full-length album featuring some of the most accomplished musicians in Canada. For this album, Borsboom wanted a full-band sound.
The album opens with the somber, lo-fi acoustic track, “Coastlines,” that then changes course and evolves into an upbeat, stripped-down folk track without excessive concern for perfection – which is one thing we love about a lot of indie/DIY music. The track has a grooving melodic vibe that is infectious and well done all around.
The following track “Can’t Go Home” is an upbeat alt. country/folk number, brimming with joyful melodies and rhythms that are wonderfully played out with a solid backing percussion and Borsboom’s strangely comforting lyrics and vocals. A slide-guitar solo is employed just as one would expect, and welcome, for a terrific track.
“It’s a love story about a friend and his girlfriend,” Borsboom says. “They were dating for about three months.” The tale works out the dilemma of whether his friend should say ‘I love you’ to his girlfriend (for the first time) before he leaves on the trip. As the song shows, he does and he leaves with fairly strong feeling that she’ll be there waiting for him when he returns.
“My songwriting has been compared to [Leonard] Cohen and Dylan. There are so many different genres on the album it is tough to put it into one category or one artist.” We agree and it’s a good thing too. Thank goodness for DIY/indie music that doesn’t have to fit a category.
Borsboom says that his top musical influences are Kings of Leon, Dermot Kennedy, Bon Iver, Donovan Woods, Caamp, and Ziggy Alberts.
Next, the song “Run” is a sweet little number clocking in just under five minutes. The more I listen to Borsboom, the more he reminds me of Deer Tick and the band’s vocalist John J. McCauley.
My only criticism is that I would have left “Tell Me” off the album – it doesn’t seem to fit and while it’s an OK song, at nearly seven minutes it’s a bit trying.
That is followed by another melancholic-leaning, slow and sparse track, “Never Said Before.”
“It’s a tale about how I have never said ‘I love you’ before to any past partner,” he says. “It tells a story of times that I wanted to because they wanted to hear it or it would have made things easier, but I knew it would be a lie.”
“In these times we live in you must truly love someone with your whole soul in order to live out a good and full life with them without divorce or cheating,” he adds.
The mood picks up a bit on “One Night” – a song that is hard to nail down to a genre or style since Borsboom is employing – as he does – many at once. This is a fantastic song and could be a hit record if it got the right exposure. Clearly, relationships are the main theme running through his lyrics.
“The song is a story of someone who I felt very dearly about and they did not feel the same,” Borsboom says reflecting on the past. “There may have been times in the past where I have done this to others, so to see the shoe on the other foot was a surprise and heavy-hearted learning experience.”
“We must know when a relationship has run its course even when it hasn’t even begun.”
Another observation is that Borsboom strengths as a songwriter and vocalist may be best displayed in his upbeat, melodic, full-band numbers. That is not to say that he isn’t a good solo singer/songwriter – not in the least.
Songs like “Tell Me” and “Not Me” are wonderful solo folk performances. The most impacting solo track on the album is “Fall.” It is easily one of the most heartfelt, touching, and personal songs on the album.
Borsboom’s lyrics, and the emotion expressed in his often nasally, crackly (not always baritone) voice, are the main components of his effectiveness as a solo artist. He may also remind some of Mark Kozelek.
Borsboom says that songs like “I Don’t Mind” and “Now I Know” are “about friendship and mental health. I had a friend who took her own life and other friends struggling with depression,” he adds. “It made me write about how we need to appreciate our friends and family and really be there for them when they need us, especially when it’s not convenient.”
I think “Tell Me” would have been better placed at the end of the album because it’s too radical a switch too early and for too long (nearly seven minutes).
Of course, my own preferences and prejudices are involved, but if you like upbeat and mellow/melancholy folk/alt. country rock, Will is an album you’ll want to listen to all of the way through.
Surfer Blood‘s debut, Astro Coast, was one of the most promising indie rock albums of the past few years. With an excellent pop sensibility, keen musicianship and a proven ear for a great tone, they were clearly on the rise. The band was the indie music equivalent to a NBA team prospect with perfect height, athleticism and basketball IQ – if they could just pull all the elements together, they’d be a force to reckon with. With expecations high and a major label now in on the action, their second LP, Pythons, doesn’t completely realize the band’s potential, but it’s a fantastic pop record with songs that will grow on you in surprising ways.
Despite the band’s name, this isn’t surf music (not in the tradition of Dick Dale nor the surf music revival). Given the album’s emphasis of perfect pop structure, the closest surf analog is probably the Beach Boys, though you’ll hear more obvious harks to the other pop/rock kings, the Beatles (frontman J.P. Pitts‘ yelps on “Blair Witch,” seemingly channelling Paul McCartney). The Orlando-based group does bring a California sound, but with its elements of slippery guitar licks and contained sonic freakouts, it’s less beach front property, and more San Fernando Valley suburbia, recalling the feel of the early, fantastic Weezer albums. I’m sure some will label it a sophomore slump, but I think, more than anything, it only further confirms that this is a growing band on the rise — and it’s worth remembering (see the last indie darlings to truly make it big, the National) that it usually takes more than two albums to reach the summit.
As much as this is a pop record, it’s also a guitar record. The guitar occupies a strange place in the current musical consciousness. On the one hand it’s almost lame — the symbol of a certain outdated but still omnipresent brand of “cool.” It’s the “cool” of a lost generation of rock fans, chased after in the dim light of bonfire parties by frat bros with acoustics and a few covers (or worse, hackneyed originals). The covers are usually from the 90s alt rock boom, and the instrument itself seems to have devolved into a relic and cautionary tale of that genre’s precipitous fall to irrelevance and machismo.
On the other hand, it’s the symbol of the musical counter culture. Mainstream music and rock music have become increasingly distinct formats, while pop music has largely abandoned the role of the guitar almost completely, except for the occasional cheese-stuffed solo that ignites mostly cringes from lovers of the iconic instrument. In this environment, it’s easy to forget that the guitar was once as mainstream as it any one element could be; it was the unrivaled vehicle for popular music expression. In recent years, the guitar has been seriously under-utilized in a role that it thrived in and dominated for decades.
Surfer Blood’s Pythons is an infectious reminder, and a clear example, of just how suited the electric guitar is for the job. Undoubtably, there’s a long and honored tradition of guitar pop in the indie music world; in fact, for many years, it is where guitar pop survived – and there’s plenty of great music to support that reality. Overall, Surfer Blood offer up some of the best guitar and some of the best pop of 2013.
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The album’s highlight track, “Weird Shapes,” starts with a thrilling guitar riff that would have dominated all five minutes of plenty of bands’ songs, but after only 17 seconds, we’re treated to a multi-faceted verse that never stops developing. A great vocal line pairs with synth and guitar with terrific effect. Pop music is often thought to be mostly about repetition, but “Weird Shapes” demonstrates that great pop is really about growth and surprise. Instead of dwelling on any of the excellent parts or melodies, the song keeps throwing in something new through the chorus. “Weird Shapes” even manages a third part without killing the momentum, which the band does by building and expanding on what’s come before instead of diverging for the sake of diverging. The verse/chorus form is oft-rejected or expanded for more uncommon forms, but it’s often that I hear what should be a perfect pop song dragged down by an inferior bridge or third section that seems to have been written just because. Pythons not only manages a solid verse/chorus pairing on almost every track, when the band expands on that structure, it’s almost always for the best.
This approach wouldn’t work if the new sounds weren’t as good as the old sounds; but they are, and soon we’ve forgotten about the song-that-could-have-been, had the first 17 seconds looped for three minutes. It’s a testament to great melodies and simple harmonies – the bricks of appealing pop music. With the philosophy that the point of music is to provide as many of those elements as possible in ten songs, Pitts and the gang keep the songs moving and deliver them jam-packed.
Even when we aren’t treated to as many elements and variations, it’s addition by subtraction. “I Was Wrong” starts with the kind of vague arpeggio that could start a million indie rock songs, and most of the time would build in volume and intensity if not much else. Surfer Blood, however, always seem to be moving foward and quickly offer a great chorus and verse. Verse/chorus/verse/chorus is pretty much all the song does, but it manages all the release and transitory power of a bridge through a short but pristine guitar line without dragging the song down under too much weight. There’s a little Modest Mouse-style shouting in the mix that doesn’t quite work, but it’s forgivable. Pop music has largely been taken over by the electronic and the vocal, but moments like this are reminders that the electric guitar is the perfect instrument for a pop hook.
Of course, it’s also the perfect instrument for reckless abandon and passion, and it’s a little frustrating that Pitts doesn’t let it rip more often. We’re treated to a bit on “Squeezing Blood”, but the guitar never completely explodes, sticking to its allotted bars before the song returns to its pre-planned verse/chorus itinerary. Astro Coast, as well as JP Pitts’ live performances (I saw him open for the Pixies, and he broke some strings in the best possible way), prove he’s got the chops. There’s a lot of self-styled indie rock guitar gods out there, but Pitts is one of the few who really separates himself from the pack. I’m sure he could lay out on these songs as well as anyone, so I have to think this was a statement of intent that Surfer Blood wanted to make a great pop record without being read as another giant-guitar-wielding noise pop band. I think they succeed, but I imagine listeners will be somewhat disappointed. Now that he’s proven his point, hopefully Pitts brings more heroics on future releases than he has on any of the studio material to date — something that could really take Surfer Blood to the next level — rather than retreat further into pop-based modesty.
Ultimately this is an album of promise, much like the debut, though the promise now takes on a different character. While some might see this as a regression (Astro Coastd is the superior, if not as finely constructed, record), I see it as proof that Surfer Blood have a few different tricks up their sleeves. If they can put them all together on the next record, this is a band that will transcend the overcrowded musical spaces they currently reside and become one of the truly memorable acts of the day.
Rating: 9 of 10
Devin William Daniels is a freelance writer and musician from Allentown, Pennsylvania. He teaches English in South Korea and records music as the Negative Sound
The track, “Fire Walker,” opens quietly. It’s like opening a long forgotten book and beginning what would be many incredible chapters. “Fire Walker” is the opening sentence to a band’s reawakening. Robert Levon Been doesn’t come out swinging, but swaying ever so lightly. Tension and sadness permeate his voice as he sings lines like ‘Your soul was only yours to keep/It’s buried in me now/A bullet from the shell it leaves/It strips it to the ground’. The song never gets above a masterful solemnity, and that’s how Specter At The Feast, released on Monday, begins a new chapter for Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, one of their best albums in years. (MP3 version only $5 at Amazon; CD is $8.99).
“Fire Walker” – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club from Specter At The Feast
Then comes the rock. That familiar fuzzy bass, the straining guitar squalls, and the tribal drums return in full bombast form on “Let The Day Begin,” an instant BRMC classic. It encapsulates all the things BRMC have used to build their sound since forming in 1998; tension, gutter grime, and a fist-pumping bravado. At the heart of this leather-clad band, there is a straight-up rock ‘n roll band that wants nothing more than to make an arena filled with fans scream at the top of their lungs and sing along. They’re the U2 of the black leather jacket union. They’re the saviors of the freaks and geeks.
A song like “Returning” is a scratched and bleeding open hug for the disenfranchised. “Lullaby” has the feel of a lost classic. Been has never sounded this earnest and, well, lovely. The death of Robert Levon Been’s father in 2010 has given Specter At The Feast an ample amount of heartache and reflection that – for good or bad – has never been so present on any previous BRMC album. “Returning,” “Lullaby,” “Some Kind Of Ghost,” and “Sometimes The Light” bring an air of remorse, introspection, and ultimately redemption to this record.
“Returning” – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club from Specter At The Feast
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There’s also still plenty of fire and grime in tracks like “Hate The Taste,” “Rival,” and the excellently Jesus and Mary Chain-like “Teenage Disease,” one of the best rock ‘n roll screeches you’re likely to hear this year. I hear a song like “Teenage Disease” and I can’t help but be reminded of New York by way of Detroit punk metal rockers Warrior Soul. Though only prominent for maybe a five-year span, Warrior Soul’s Korey Clarke had a voice that sounded battered, bruised and bloody, yet still retained a soul and power that kept you enthralled. Robert Levon Been has that same ability. Check out 1991’s Drugs, God, and the New Republic for proof of Warrior Soul’s short-but-sweet moment of rock ‘n roll glory. Specter At The Feast‘s closer “Lose Yourself” is a long and bittersweet goodbye, with a melancholy sound that hints at early British band Straitjacket Fits.
“Teenage Disease” – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club from Specter At The Feast
After a mid-2000s lull with albums like Howl, Baby 81, and the straight up bizarre The Effects of 333, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club seemed to be on the road to healing with 2010’s Beat The Devil’s Tattoo. With Specter At The Feast BRMC have proven to us once again they are one of the best rock ‘n roll bands working today. Robert Levon Been has also proven the best way to healing is through songs. This is a raucous rock ‘n roll comeback, and a bittersweet goodbye. The best kind of book.
8 out of 10 – J. Huber is a freelance music writer and music fanatic
Wondrous Bughouse is an album that from beginning to end fills you with joy. It comes over you in waves of awestruck and wide-eyed wonderment. Youth Lagoon, the musical alias Trevor Powers, looks to the skies and questions whom or whatever may or may not be looking down on us. If Powers’ 2011 debut, Where The Year of Hibernation, was a quiet entry into a bedside journal at 2 a.m., Wondrous Bughouse is a technicolor daydream. It’s a primal scream directly at the universe – which at it’s core – is as universal as it gets. Powers has given us what is bound to be one of best albums of the year – a kaleidoscope of sounds and emotions; a Kool Aid acid test where no chemicals are required – just open ears and an open mind.
The album’s opening track, “Through Mind and Back,” is a carnival mirror. It’s a distorted version of melody and harmony. You get the feeling that the quiet, lo-fi bedroom sound of Powers’ debut album, The Year of Hibernation, may have followed him to album number two; that is until “Mute” comes pouring from the speakers like the scene in The Wizard of Oz where the film transitions from black and white to bright color. The sound is big, full, and immediate. Renowned producer Ben H. Allen’s (Animal Collective, Cut Copy, Deerhunter, MIA, The Whigs) influence in the production of the sprawling soundscapes is evident – twisty, wavering keys and chorused guitars shimmering in the air. The intense shift in the sonics for Youth Lagoon may be quite jarring for those that hold The Year of Hibernation in such high regard. All I can say to them is stick with this record.
Trevor Powers’ Technicolor Ode to the Meaning of Life and Death Trevor Powers hasn’t lost any of his intimacy as a songwriter. His paintings are as personal as ever; he’s merely gotten a much bigger canvas and a more diverse palette of colors to choose from. The song “Attic Doctor” is a bizarre carnival ride – a calliope run on nitrous oxide. It’s sinister, sweet, and ethereal all at once. With its waltz time signature, ample amounts of ear candy, and dream-like haze, the track shows Trevor Powers can do more than quiet and intimate songwriting.
“The Bath” goes back to a more refined, quiet sound, albeit with the sonic exploration skills of Allen at Youth Lagoon’s disposal while “Pelican Man” builds slowly into a cathartic release – a feeling that I can only describe as heart swelling. I’ve listened to this record several times now and I keep going back to one name: Brian Wilson. I can’t help but compare Wondrous Bughouse to Wilson’s long gestated and recently released SMilE. It’s utter exuberance and child-like wonder pervade. This isn’t a literal comparison; this is in spirit. I can’t tell you how many times while listening to this record I just stopped what I was doing and just let it wash over me.
“Dropla” is the centerpiece of the album. It’s a song about dying and what happens when we die. Or, maybe the anger and resentment we feel when someone we love dies. I don’t know. It’s a mantra of a song. I could picture a child repeating the line “You’ll never die, you’ll never die, you’ll never die”, at the bedside of a loved one, thinking in their heart it would make a difference in the end. It’s a beautiful track that would never have had the weight it carries had it been recorded in the same lo-fi bedroom fashion of Power’s debut album.
Next, “Sleep Paralysis” sounds like a song beamed in from some other time, found on some radio frequency lost for years, while “Daisyphobia” ends this immense album on a dream-like note. It’s as if Trevor Powers is singing from the edge of a chasm, one that separates us from that euphoric dream world this album comes from, and the world it leaves us behind in. Back through the looking glass you go, Alice. (10/10)
Youth Lagoon’s 2013 Tour Dates
03-13-16 Austin, TX – SXSW 03-22 Boise, ID – Treefort Music Fest 04-12 Indio, CA – Coachella 04-19 Indio, CA – Coachella 04-21 Phoenix, AZ – Crescent Ballroom 04-22 Tucson, AZ – Club Congress 04-24 Austin, TX – Mohawk 04-25 Dallas, TX – The Loft 04-26 Houston, TX – Fitzgerald’s 04-27 New Orleans, LA – One Eyed Jacks 04-28 Birmingham, AL – The Bottletree 04-30 Orlando, FL – The Social 05-01 Atlanta, GA – Terminal West 05-02 Nashville, TN – Mercy Lounge 05-03 Asheville, NC – The Grey Eagle 05-04 Carrboro, NC – Cat’s Cradle 05-07 Northampton, MA – Pearl St. 05-10 Philadelphia, PA – Union Transfer 05-11 Columbia, MD – Sweet Life Festival 05-13 Toronto, Ontario – Great Hall 05-14 Columbus, OH – A&R Bar 05-15 Chicago, IL – Metro 05-16 Madison, WI – Majestic Theater 05-17 Minneapolis, MN – Fine Line 05-22 Portland, OR – Wonder Ballroom 05-23 Vancouver, British Columbia – Venue 05-24 Gorge, WA – Sasquatch! Fest 06-05 Brooklyn, NY – Barclays Center *
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J. Hubner is a Midwestern family man and basement musician. He listens to albums. Lots of albums. Occasionally he writes about those albums. Check out his blog and listen to some of his music.
For a band that only released two albums, Ireland’s My Bloody Valentine made a huge impact on alternative and indie rock, so much so, that the band has been forever immortalized as trailblazers, and often cited by other musicians as a major musical influence. Now, after two decades of near silence from the band, MBV are back in a big way.
They were pioneers of the shoegaze movement in the late 1980s through the early-to-mid 1990s, and their influence on alternative and indie rock since then has only grown. Although it failed commercially, the band’s 1991 sophomore album, Loveless, is considered by critics and fans alike to be a classic album and a milestone achievement of rock history. (Plus, they have one of the most memorable, and provocative, band names ever). And yet the captivating, thrilling and droning soundscapes of Loveless, which popularized the shoegaze genre worldwide, still sounds as epic and fresh as it did two decades ago. But who was to know that Loveless would have a true contender for shoegaze legacy, and that the competition would be from the same band, 22 years later?
Earlier this month, MBV fans were treated to a big surprise when the band suddenly announced via their Facebook page that the new self-released, and somewhat self-titled album, MBV, was released via the band’s official website. Within an hour of the news, there was so much web traffic going to the site all at the same time that it crashed the site completely. And for a good week or more, it was touch and go as far as being able to make it all the way through a successful purchase of the album – because it was the only place to get a copy.
The band did, however, ease the pain at least for many fans by also putting up a full stream of the album via their official My Bloody Valentine YouTube channel. While the album is not yet (or perhaps never will be, since it’s self-released) on Spotify, you can still listen to Loveless and other singles and EPs via the My Bloody Valentine Spotify playlists.
On song after song, the band have reignited the flame they lit all those years ago; in fact, MBV may be even better than Loveless – the more we listen to it, the more we’re convinced. Songs like “In Another Way,” the rumbling guitar rock instrumental of “Nothing Is,” the lo-fi guitar noise and soaring notes of “Who Sees You,” the dreamy, fuzzy psych rock of “She Found Now,” the long and winding progression of distorted guitars and haunting vocals on “Only Tomorrow.”
On the first couple of spins of MBV, we were simply blown away. Afterall, with nearly 22 years of lost time since the release of Loveless, we were expecting a mediocre album with a couple good songs, or a totally flop, since many bands that come back with a new album after that many years (and even less), don’t usually fair that well. But MBV blew all expectations out of the water, made pretentious fools out of us for assuming prematurely that it would be less than the astonishing work of noise rock that it is, and reaffirmed the band’s legendary status as the pioneers of shoegaze, and now, as middle-aged folks, as once again the indisputable gods of shoegaze rock. Roll out that bloody valentine colored red carpet.
Immediately, fans (those who were able to get through and purchase it) started posting about how fantastic the album sounded. In the ensuing days, the praised spread to music critics – who did not have an advanced copy (which is so DIY and cool) – as well, who almost overwhelmingly have applauded the band’s third, and comeback (way back), album as everything from a DIY masterpiece to a triumphant return to the spotlight to a renewal of the power of the electric guitar. Life’s little and welcoming surprises are the best surprises of all. MBV is easily in the running for best DIY album of 2013 even though the year is only 7 weeks old, and hopefully will be in the running for one of the best albums of the year, DIY or not.
One fan of MBV, known only as TagoMagoTexas wrote this: “The music is dynamic, some songs are forceful and ferocious, others are smooth, gentle, romantic – they all intertwine, they build on one another. It’s a welcome resurgence of the beauty of the electric guitar.” Indie’d.
Fact Magazine wrote: “It’s as if they’ve recaptured innocence. It’s the only way to describe what you feel had to have happened in order for the band to preserve the very essence of what was the music of their youth, in such a way that goes beyond replication.”
Overwhelming, the reception from all sides has been big thumbs way up. CMJ wrote of m b v: “You’ll be hard pressed to find another album that’s this much fun to crawl inside,” Paste Magazine added: “My Bloody Valentine successfully followed up a decades-old classic with m b v, an album that stands as confidently, beautifully and masterfully composed as its predecessor.
One exception to just about every other review by fans, blogs and the mainstream music press, was PopMatters‘ (which isn’t exactly known for having great taste in music) lukewarm review.
In a rather snarky and misguided review, the editors at PopMatters, concluded:”It’s a good album, but not a great one, and though the long tail of history will eventually render such a long production time moot, it’s certainly not a record justifying the ludicrous wait.” Yeah, so the part about the length of time it took for this record to come out is valid, but only for a minute. So, the short tail of history has already rendered that criticism moot and inconsequential.
Lighten up guys; the band members were obviously doing other things during the past 20 years – like raising families and living their lives. We certainly don’t think a band has an obligation to put out another album (especially as a follow-up to a classic album) until they’re ready to do so, and the folks at PM certainly are being petty by giving it only a 6 out of 10. And for diehard MBV fans, and the new fans they’ve now brought on board with this release, the “ludicrous (wrong usage of the word, by the way) wait” was well worth it.
If one were to make a rock music time capsule and bury it to be opened one hundred years from now, it would have to contain Loveless or mbv, or both, along with Sgt. Pepper, Dark Side of the Moon, The Kinks Kronikles, Astral Weeks (Van Morrison), Land of Gypsies (Hendrix), Led Zeppelin I or II, Steely Dan’s Greatest Hits, Blonde On Blonde (Bob Dylan), and Nevermind (Nirvana), to name just a few.
As the Los Angeles Times wrote: “It’s everything its fans have been pining for the past two decades.” That’s all that matters. Nothing is achieved by holding the band up to some ridiculous, petty standard. All we would add to what the Times wrote is, MBV is ‘everything and more.’
Earlier this year, IRC featured the DIY recordings of Florida musician Thad Kopec in the DIY Artist of the Week series. Kopec’s profile received quite a bit of love and attention from IRC listeners, and within the larger music community as well. He now lives in Nashville and attends Belmont University majoring in public relations and political science.
Partly inspired by the positive response to his demos that premiered on IRC last May, Kopec, 21, set out to select a dozen songs among more than 50 demos to be re-recorded and mastered for his debut LP, Heart of Man, which he has shared exclusively with IRC. It is evident after a few spins of the album that Kopec is a DIY force to be reckoned with – his music is bold, heartfelt, wonderfully composed, and overall, a compelling listening experience from start to finish. We’ve listened to it all the way through already four times, and will listen to it again, and again. It’s highly recommended to spin the songs on this page, and the entire album itself, with good pair of speakers because it enhances the experience even more, which is so fittingly for such a brilliant album, musically and vocally.
It’s probably the best DIY debut we’ve heard this year. Judging from the enthusiastic response Kopec received earlier this year when he was profiled, and what we expect to be even a bigger response to Heart of Man, an album that is without doubt still a secret to the larger world of music lovers for the gold that it contains. It’s also one of those albums that in some mysterious way, gets better with each spin.
In fact, it was difficult to pick which songs to feature, because we obviously can’t post them all. It’s very rare to come across an album where every song is important to you, touches you in some way, and that you go back to again and again. After the release of the demos he premiered on IRC last May, and now with his debut self-released album, which Kopec also wrote, produced, mixed, played most of the instruments and sang on, Kopec should be on the cusp of breaking out big time. More people need to hear his music, and hopefully the majority of them will agree – it’s a brilliant album by a young, promising and talented artist.
Seriously, we like every song on the album, some, of course, more than others, but each song stands on its own. The album’s first track, “The Rift, an Opening,” is a 50-second introduction that by itself is a splendid piece of work.
Other times, on songs like “The World Was Young,” Kopec, along with help from other musicians, almost sounds like he’s paying homage to The National. “This is one of the first songs I ever wrote and really arranged,” Kopec remarked. “It’s the oldest one of the album, dating back to mid-2010. I added some parts for the new version to fit the album, but it mostly remains as it was.” It’s also one of the best songs on the album, wherein the relatively quiet verses eventually lead to a full-on, flourishing chorus in the last 30 seconds of the song especially.
“The World Was Young” would, however, be an even better song if the combination of instruments, vocals, rhythm and overall vibe of the last 30 seconds was extended for another one or two minutes (hint, hint).
“The World Was Young” – Thad Kopec from Heart of Man
At times, on songs like “White Wolf,” for example, Kopec seems to be channeling, in a subtle way, Sufjan Stevens‘, both musically and vocally, but not at all in a way that sounds like he’s lifting aspects. The intro includes the use of a ukulele, which adds even more to the comparison with Steven’s (whose new Silver & Gold box set was the Album of the Week last week) and also features Kopec on the piano.
“I don’t really know my way around the piano all that well,” Kopec told IRC, “but when I get an idea in my head, I’m relentless at getting it into the song. My form is absurd, but it got the job done. ”
Other times, such as the rolling drum beats, choruses and guitar hooks of the album’s title track, “Heart of Man,” it is understandable if you hear strong hints of Fleet Foxes.
The same is partially true with the mellow folk rock track, “Red Wolf,” in which there also sounds to be influences of Bon Iver. The song has such a romantic, log cabin charm to it – those are just the words that come to mind. Past the half-way point, trumpets enter the picture as a father laments about a roaming red wolf consuming his daughter:
It’s been four hours since sunset And my daughter still hasn’t come home I fear the worst; I fear she’s dead I fear she’s all alone I hear her there in your stomach Screaming, ‘I just want to come home’
That is stark imagery and definitely leans towards folklore (“I hear her there in your stomach”), and yet the song, musically and vocally, is beautifully melancholic. “I have three or four different versions of [“Red Wolf”] on my hard drive,” Kopec said. “I had written the song itself years ago, but finding the right arrangement ended up being a grueling process. I first started with a stripped down, melancholy version with just banjo and vocals, but felt like it needed to be bigger to capture the true darkness and desperation of the story being told.”
“So I opted instead for the bigger arrangement. It still didn’t feel right though. It needed more grit, and I felt like the words needed more time to sink in for some reason. I started thumping on my guitar as I thought, and that second portion took shape as I piled on tambourine and claps. Then I finally went to my friend Josh [Gilligan] to have him fill it out with trumpet. That was the thing that made it seem finished to me.”
“Winter Forest” is another song where Kopec’s admitted influences from Bon Iver and Fleet Foxes is apparent. It’s a quiet song comprised almost completely by Kopec’s soft vocals, and is another woodsy, organic song where the lyrics, or more like, the story-telling, is the focus. It’s almost like his music is coming from the earth, as much as it is his heart, and he is just the right conduit to make the translation for the rest of us. One exception is the song, “Praying for Rain,” which is one of the album’s noisier tracks, with a faster rhythm, fuzzy electric guitar solos, and Kopec’s mysterious, smooth vocals.
It was not at all a surprise when we discovered (after making the obvious comparisons between Kopec’s sound to other artists above) that Kopec wrote on his Bandcamp page: “My writing draws from the likes of Sufjan Stevens, Elbow, Fleet Foxes, and Bon Iver, but the sound I craft hopefully takes on a personality all its own.” Yes, in fact, that’s exactly what it does – it has a personality all of its own but is clearly influenced by incredibly talented, original artists.
The gorgeous track, “Fire in a Gold House,” has its roots firmly planted in folk, and demonstrates Kopec’s ability to construct songs that stand on their own. The acoustic guitar picking is terrific and gives the song much of its character. Kopec said that when he performs “Fire in a Gold House,” people come up to after the show to talk about it. Following that song is the dreamy, calming story-telling of “Cathedral,” a love song that is mostly comprised of Kopec’s smooth, emotive vocals embellished by a flourishing climax of electric violin, rumbling drums and fast acoustic guitar strumming.
“Fire in a Gold House” – Thad Kopec from Heart of Man
“Black Lake” finds Kopec at the piano, singing from his heart about love. He also plays the violin on this track (and on “Dogs of Night”). As the song builds, a distant discordant guitar sounds off, adding a touch of darkness on what is already a melancholic, somber song. The album closes with “Dogs of Night,” featuring a ukulele and guitar on an otherwise mystic, gloomy song. The eight-minute track has a number of chapters and clear transitions, even though the underlining mood is dark. At one point the vocal track becomes a little muffled, and it’s not clear if that is intentional or not. In the second half of the song, the mood intensifies, mostly by the introduction of electric guitars, determined, repetitious violin notes, piano infusions and a slight urgency in the rhythm.
The album is so appropriately named because Kopec’s heart is so clearly and deeply in the notes and words of his songs that he really connects with the listener, and that’s a hard thing for any musician to do, but also the key to their success. You know you have a great album when it’s hard to pick which songs from it you want to highlight. Honestly, the only way to fully appreciate the brilliance of this record is to get a copy of it. It is impressive the depth of talent Kopec displays, considering he writes all his own music, plays most of the instruments, mixes, produces and sings. It probably won’t be too long, we predict, based on his debut, that Kopec will be picked up by a label so that even more people can hear this still under-appreciated talent, some would even say indie music prodigy.
Kudos to Kirby Lin on violin, Josh Gilligan on trumpet and flugelhorn and T.W. Walsh, who mastered the album. Kopec performed on guitar, vocals, piano, bass, ukulele, violin (on “Black Lake” and “Dogs of Night”), bowed guitar, percussion, antlers. Yes, you heard that right. At the end of the song “Cathedral,” there are actually the clacking of antlers. Kopec also wrote, produced, engineered and mixed all of the songs on Heart of Man, which just adds another layer of talent to .
From the raw demos he shared with us exclusively this year, Kopec has progressed immensely. In fact, he has simply refined and broadened his scope and artistic talents.
This could be the best $5 you spend this month. If this young musician doesn’t get noticed in a big way in 2013, something’s out of whack. In fact, we think Kopec, and his collaborators, should be booked for a couple of sets at South by Southwest in Austin in March 2013.
New Jersey punk rock quintet, Titus Andronicus, led by the energetic bluster of Patrick Stickles, dropped their third album, and perhaps best, album Local Business; this week, the follow-up to to their critically-acclaimed 2010 sophomore album, The Monitor, which debuted at No. 7 on the Billboard Heatseekers chart, and prompted Rolling Stone to name them one of the top seven new bands of 2010.
This time around, Stickles, one of the most interesting and irreverent songwriters of the past five years, and his talented bandmates, largely abandon the Americana-style history lessons and grandstanding, the carefully crafted, tight knit musical arrangements and the distant-sounding vocal engineering of The Monitor. Local Business is a more visceral, personal and cohesive album that manages to maintain the raw grit and bluster that is at the core of their musical identity. It’s a thoroughly enjoyable LP that demonstrates the band’s genre-bending mastery, ranging from their signature angst-driven punk and anthemic 70s style guitar riffs to emotive, melodic pop (“In A Small Body”) and experimental old-school rhythm and blues (“I Tried to Quit Smoking”) , all the while Stickles vocals are front and center throughout the entire album, supported by the energetic drum work of Eric Harm and the impressive bass playing of Julian Veronesi.
The single, “Upon Viewing Oregon’s Landscape with the Flood of Detritus,” which features additional vocals from So So Glos‘ singer Alex Levine, was originally released earlier this year on a split 7″ with their tourmates, Diarrhea Planet.
“Upon Viewing Oregon’s Landscape with the Flood of Detritus” – Titus Andronicus from Local Business on XL Recordings
On the whole, the band is perfectly in-sync on Local Business, and they sound like they’re having a blast, which makes the album that much more enjoyable to listen to – again and again. While the highlights of Local Business lean towards the east coast punk and indie rock intensity the band has built its brand on, there are also other moments on the album that draw from 70’s music orientations (“I Am Electric”).
One of the things we like about Titus Andronicus is that they do not follow a format or formula, and are not looking to pander to the radio play format of three to four-minute songs; five of the songs on Local Business are over five minutes long and three are over six minutes long. At the same time, there are four songs that clock at under four minutes long, including the one minute and nine seconds sprint of the track, “Food Fight,” which is essentially a blazing instrumental punk rocker (reminiscent of The Ramones) with only two words (the title, “food fight”) that are shouted like they would be in high school cafeteria when the food is about to start flying from all directions. Anyone who’s been in high school knows that once those two words are called out it’s like a general commanding his troops to open fire on the battlefield.
“Food Fight” – Titus Andronicus from Local Business on XL Recordings
The eight minute long track, “My Eating Disorder,” is a fragmented raucous romp that repeats the same line, much like “Food Fight,” again and again, but this time it’s “Spit it Out.” But according to Stickles, the food fight IS the eating disorder – an interesting play on words.
Stickles wrote about the recording of Local Business: “The songs on Local Business aim to make explicit the implications of the first two LPs, that the inherent meaninglessness of life in an absurd universe gives the individual power to create their own values and their own morality. Along the way, we witness a devastating automobile wreck, a food fight (that is to say, a battle with an eating disorder), an electrocution, a descent into insanity, and ultimately, a forgiveness of the self for its many faults. Titus Andronicus even finds time to broaden its emotional palette to include moments of pure positivity, brief respites from the usual doom and gloom.”
The band are clearly able to address despair and trauma with a sense of humor and irony, and demonstrate the ability to remain strangely optimistic at the same time. Titus is definitely no ordinary band. Their earnest commitment to writing and recording songs that are compelling both musically and lyrically is apparent throughout Local Business; it’s a collaborative rock and roll album that feeds off the superior talents of Stickles and band mates.
“Still Life With Hot Deuce And Silver Platter” – Titus Andronicus from Local Business on XL Recordings
Titus originally, but unofficially, released the ‘Flood of Detritus’ song as part of a free, 23-track mixtape that frontman Patrick Stickles posted via the band’s Tumblr page. The Titus Andronicus LLC Mixtape, Vol. 1, features cover songs, demos, live tapes and outtakes. The mixtape is a must-have for hard-core Titus fans and includes a number of cover songs of Weezer, Thin Lizzy, Velvet Underground, Television Personalities, and The Replacements. There are also more than a half dozen demos from the recording sessions of The Monitor and A More Perfect Union. The mixtape also includes the band’s first song ever recorded in 2005 – “Arms Against Atrophy.”
Local Business was produced and engineered by Kevin McMahon along with the band at New Paltz, New York’s Marcata Recording back in April and May of 2012. Special guests included serial collaborator and violinist Owen Pallett and long-time Titus session keyboardist Elio DeLuca. On Tuesday night, the band kicked off a 39-city national tour with a show at the First Unitarian Church in Philadelphia. The cross-country tour will wrap up on Dec. 2nd with a performance at Brooklyn‘s Webster Hall.
Considering his prolific and respected work during the past decade, it’s kind of surprising that Ben Gibbard, frontman of bands like Death Cab For Cutie and the Postal Service, is just now getting around to releasing his first solo album. For the long-awaited LP, Former Lives, Gibbard repurposes a collection of songs that did not make it on Death Cab’s releases during the past eight years.
As a revered singer/songwriter and musician, Gibbard has been one of the most influential figures of indie pop for more than a decade, and he delivers yet again on his solo effort, showcasing his nuanced, emotive and often romantic music that is accessible to almost everyone. It’s hard to imagine, when he’s at his best, that anyone who appreciates quality pop songs could turn away from his music, and there are more than a couple tracks on Former Lives that fans will take to right away, and a few that will likely become staples of his live solo performances.
“Teardrop Windows” – Ben Gibbard from Former Lives (#2 on Amazon; only $5.00 for MP3 album – for limited time)
While he maintains, overall, the style and sounds of his finest work with Death Cab, Former Lives offers a wonderful diversity of genres that range from acoustic folk pieces to upbeat pop melodies (“Bigger Than Love” and “Duncan, Where Have You Gone?”), Mariachi flavors mixed with mesquite western (“Something’s Rattling (Cowpoke)” and alt-country-rock (“Broken Yolk in the Western Sky”), to more traditional singer-songwriter compositions (the beautiful “Lady Adelaide”).
On the gorgeous, quintessential ballad, “Lady Adelaide,” Gibbard woos listeners with a perfectly beautiful melody and his unmistakably tepid, sensitive vocals. The catchy “Bigger Than Love” is a sprawling, rhythmic and evocative pop track that makes it easily one of the album’s stand out tracks, and as impressive as anything Gibbard has ever released. The track’s terrifically catchy chorus establishes “Bigger Than Love” as one of the most memorable songs from Former Lives. Other stand outs include the country-like jangle pop of “Teardrop Windows” and the acoustically uptempo, “A Hard One To Know,” that even includes a subtle synth riff that doesn’t drown out the acoustic guitar, but instead compliments it.
For Death Cab fans, Former Lives is a must-have album, not merely because it’s Gibbard’s debut solo album, but also because it sounds much like a new Death Cab album, with the exception of the genre tour de force. However, it must be said that some of the songs on the album make it possible to understand why they didn’t make it onto a Death Cab release. Still, overall, Former Lives is yet another fine example of Gibbard’s masterful songwriting and musical skills, and reaffirms his trademark evocative, sensitive style.
Plus, Former Lives, for the first time, provides fans with an unfettered opportunity to hear Gibbard on his own, without the support of his long-time band Death Cab band members. In a sense, Gibbard’s solo album puts a different spin on what we normally consider to be ‘unplugged’ in that the album is a stripped down Gibbard without his usual line-up. We were fortunate enough to sample some of the material on Former Lives a couple of years ago when Gibbard performed one of his first solo shows at SXSW.
In 2010, at Austin‘s famous SXSW festival, Queens band Freelance Whales were one of the big draws, generating a lot of buzz and performing at least six different shows in a four-day period, most of which were packed regardless of the venue. The band have been touring like crazy ever since the release of their almost famous debut album, Weathervanes, which was first self-released in October of 2009, and later re-released by Frenchkiss and Mom + Pop on April 27, 2010, just a month after the band’s revered appearance at SXSW. But in the past year, they’ve found time away from touring to work on their sophomore album, Diluvia, which was officially released on Tuesday.
The first single from the much anticipated album, “Dig Into Waves,” starts off sounding like a different band than the one we all got to know in 2009 and 2010 via songs like “Generator First Floor,” the latter of which was used by Twitter, in ads for the Chevy Volt and on the TV series Chuck. But mid-way through “Dig Into Waves,” where the track mellows out, and Judah Dadone‘s vocals overpower the high-pitched synths that dominate much of the song musically, it then becomes obvious to fans that it’s Freelance Whales. The fact that “Dig Into Waves” has an overall more crisp and vibrant sound – which is apparent all through Diluvia – than the band’s 2009 songs is a good thing because it shows the band progressing and taking chances, rather than playing it safe and essentially making a Vol. 2 of the debut, an approach many bands employ after the rush of popularity and praise following a successful debut.
“Dig Into Waves” – Freelance Whales from Diluvia on Mom+Pop / Frenchkiss
Interesting, Dadone said that much of the inspiration for the album came from the cult film, The Neverending Story. Freelance Whale’s sophomore LP is oozing with synth-heavy, artfully composed musical textures and vocal and musical harmonies, melodies and rhythms that are masterfully mixed, and yet still sound free-flowing enough to avoid the blunders of over-production or the sense that the album was merely a response to capitalize on the band’s early popularity. The craftsmanship of their work on Diluvia further elevates the band within the hierarchy of the orchestral pop sub-genre of indie rock music where artists like Sufjan Stevens and Arcade Fire have reigned supreme for years.
The album’s second single, and fifth track, “Locked Out,” almost sounds like a hybrid Christmas indie pop song on first spin – just without the wintery, religious or holiday lyrics. Yet on subsequent spins, the richly layered infusions of bells, horns and swirls of luminescent synth keys reveal a song that is dreamy, ethereal and celestial, and as many of the band’s songs, owes a good deal of its appeal to Dadone’s wonderfully soft vocals.
The fourth track on album, “Spitting Image,” is one of the clear highlights of the album. Multi-instrumentalist Doris Cellar, who plays bass, harmonium, glockenspiel and synths, takes the lead on vocals. Along with Cellar’s impressive vocal skills, a driving, crisp rhythm, lush melodies basking in bliss soaked synth riffs, and a catchy, steady beat, gives “Spitting Image” all of the markings of an indie pop hit.
“Spitting Image” – Freelance Whales from Diluvia on Mom+Pop / Frenchkiss
Other album highlights include “Land Features,” “The Nothing,” and “Follow Through,” among others, give the band plenty of fresh material to take on the road.
Among the album releases this week, the much anticipated sophomore LP by The Vaccines, Come Of Age, is a courageous and triumphant progression from their break-through debut album, released last year, What Did You Expect From The Vaccines? Overall, Come Of Age is more colorful and sentimental than the band’s debut. The first half of Come Of Age is a blast, with The Vaccines channeling the vigor and pop-rock perfection of The Strokes, and at other times, unleashing a fast-driving, blazing wall of guitar rock reminiscent of bands like Arctic Monkeys and The Libertines with well-honed vocals and tight, bold melodies. It’s songs like the Dylanesque opener, “No Hope,” the anthemic, surf rock blog-hit, “Teenage Icon,” the adrenaline-charged burn of “All in Vain” and “Ghost Town,” and the unabashed ’70s pop glory of “I Always Knew” (think Cheap Trick) that make Come Of Age a sassy and exciting sophomore release from the young band.
While the first half of the album is the most memorable, songs like the crisp, Ramones-style punk rockers, “Bad Mood” and “Change of Heart, Part 2” are the stand-out tracks of the second half of the album. But the track, “Weirdo,” is a complete dud that should have been left off the album altogether; it completely interrupts the flow and groove of the album. Finally, the album closer, “Lonely World,” which drudges up a darker side of teenage emotion and confusion, sounds so different from the rest of the songs on the album that it could almost be mistaken for a track from The Walkmen. Overall, we give Come Of Age an 8 out of 10, only because songs like the mid-point doozy, “Weirdo” and “I Wish I Was a Girl” fall flat and break up the roaring momentum of the first half of the album; otherwise, we would have given the album a 8.5 or 9.
Reaction from the music press has been mostly positive. Mojo observed: “They may be musical magpies but what they build from their stash is gold,” while NME added: “Come Of Age breezes through their awkward teenage phase with ease,” and Uncut said: “The Ethan Johns-produced follow-up sees their punky, Spectorish pop continue to evolve.” Clash wrote that the band’s sophomore release “is a brave and stunning progression that now solidifies the statement that this group can grow past 2011 without going stale.”
We do, to varying degrees, agree with some critics who complain the record has “nothing to say” (Pitchfork), and UK critics who assert that Come Of Age falls short of being a blockbuster second release (The Guardian), or that it lacks originality (The Independent – Sunday). However, suggestions that Come Of Age needs to have a powerful, coherent, over-arching message, or that it should somehow fulfill some “bid for world domination” (The Guardian) come off as presumptuous and petty criticisms, failing to overshadow the simple fact that, musically, it’s an enjoyable and noteworthy second effort. We think, there are at least four to five songs from Come Of Age that people will remember and play years from now. If it had been released three months earlier, Come Of Age (minus a few songs) would have been one of the best summertime albums of 2012, especially considering that it was a rather disappointing summer for spectacular new albums compared to summers of the past few years.