TAME IMPALA
Lonerism
Effortlessly shrugging off any notions of a
sophomore slump, Kevin Parker follows up 2010’s splash-making debut Innerspeaker with another set of
dazzling head music. Lonerism chugs,
churns, pulsates, echoes, and weaves through an ever-changing series of
sonically-charged and cerebrum-tickling avenues.
Knob-twiddling
living legend Dave Fridmann mixed the record, and it’s Fridmann’s heady work
with The Flaming Lips, particularly on The
Soft Bulletin, that's brought to mind here. Think ‘Race For The Prize’
mashed up with The Idle Race’s ‘Hurry Up John’. The universe loses two-thirds of its supply of reverberation
when the Impala plays.
Favourite
parts are the sticks-in-your-head melody lines that come along every now and
then, and get you humming along even as you trip the fuck out. ‘Feels Like We
Only Go Backwards’, my new song of the year thus far, is something I’ve
been singing to my baby to get her to sleep at night. I’m seeing trails for
miles and miles.
Brian Greene
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