Animal Collective : Merriweather Post Pavilion
Upon first listen I knew it would be special. Fragments of memories I didn’t think existed flooded between my ears. I knew there was another world possible.
In The Flowers/My Girls/Summertime Clothes/Bluish/No More Runnin/Brothersport
Phoenix: Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix
Who would have guessed? I was reminded that joy is contingent and arrives like a pure gift. Clean, calculated, somber, intimate, arrogant, and yet all so giddy. There is no excess in these tracks, but rather a serialization of punctuation.
Lisztomania/1901/Love Like a Sunset/Rome/Countdown (Sick for The Big Sun)
The xx : xx
I used to sleep with the lights on. I used to be afraid of outlines and foreign shapes. But this air seems to be saturated with something that can not be fully captured by my senses. Darkness has never been this lovely.
VCR/Crystalised/Islands/Basic Space/Stars
WAVVES : WAVVVES
I dare my limbs not to move, but they do anyway. Under the sun, my skin gets a little darker. I can feel the grass beneath my fingernails, crushed by digits and the overwhelming feeling of nothing. But you were right and wrong. There is truly a lightness in being, but for about a half hour it’s bearable.
To the Dregs/Gun in the Sun/So Bored/No Hope Kids/Weed Demon
Grizzly Bear : Veckatimest
This is either a monstrosity or a leviathan. A montage constituted by past lives and future fantasies. Perhaps it is a catachresis, able to conjure something out of nothing.
Two Weeks/All We Ask/Ready, Able/About Face/While you wait for the others
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