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Savage Garden Savage Garden
If fluorescent-bulb lighting being reflected off the just-buffed linoleum floor of a major-chain supermarket aisle was in the form of a song, it would be "Truly Madly Deeply" -- but that's the easiest jab this album offers, really it's not all so bad -- "I Want You" on the other hand is a kinda-quirky smash single that's not nauseating, they can drive a beat home if they want to, they're somewhat vocally equipped. But jeez, they do make it difficult -- between the front-loading, being unable to find a safe-sound-slot that's not sappy or strained, the Spanish guitar, cheap wah-wah effects and orchestral hits, there's stinky psuedo-romantic che
Eskimeaux O.K.
Dainty indie-pop arrangements full of sufficient subtleties and bantam buildups - most of which could be carried by the songbird vocals+lithesome percussion alone, though the light+laid-back guitar/bass/keybs are certainly nothing to sneeze at. Themes of nature and companionship fit their low-key sound as snug and warm as a well-worn gardening glove, and barring a trick-or-treater metaphor-flop, even the most audibly nectarous lines have complementary charm: "Let's go walking in the Brooklyn Museum", "Nothing in this world is holier than friendship", "I could be your loner if you would be my stoner". And for the arrestingly defiant mantra: "Y
Hop Along Painted Shut
Boosie Badazz Touch Down 2 Cause Hell
Having been locked up since 2009, he's got stored-up verses for days+days and guests aplenty stopping by to help commemorate his return. Straight out the prison gate/right off the introductory bat, he's nothin' but passionate+weaselly all the way, amping himself up in the third person and seeking forgiveness while mingling with soulful ensembles and gaudy drama-trap. Antiquated overindulgence quickly takes its toll as he moves onwards through savage revenge and stripclub tales and radio-friendly nightclub bait; but the ardor endures, and in the process a knack for making the unlikely somehow work is unveiled: the tragically-lengthy name-dropp
Tame Impala Currents
Adorned with soaring+sumptuous synth-waves and flawless finger-snaps that firmly install themselves into your subconscious, but seldom is there a song that rises to the occasion to truly grab your face and refuse to let go. It could be that the nearly 8-minute opening tour de force "Let It Happen" with its pronounced urgency and beat-skip-trickery and the leisurely coming-of-age acceptance soul-melter "Yes I'm Changing" set an ivory-towered bar for the remainder, but what about the offhand sub-2-minute ditties and ceaseless compression? The tedium of uninflected+immovable vocal performances?
New Order Power, Corruption and Lies
Deerhunter Cryptograms
Though it's forebode by the final handful of tracks, Deerhunter's pop keenness was in pre-maturation mode. And to reach those moderate efforts, a psychotropic regimen of dreamlike ambience and backwoods brooks is there to wade through, hypno-pedal-loops and polychromatic ink to wallow in, bass-driven goth-tinged post-punk to jolt+jostle yet further entrancement.

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