Review Summary: A cure for what ails youOlympic Girls
is kind of adorable. If you’re facing the day with a pounding head – be it self-inflicted or otherwise – this is just the thing to bring you back to earth. The latest from New Zealand’s Tiny Ruins is familiar and comforting in the best sort of way - a smooth mixture of indie folk ‘n dream pop that warms the soul with ease. When you’re craving something a bit lighter, Hollie Fullbrook’s band is sure to scratch that itch. It’s not a challenging listen, but there’s plenty of substance within Tiny Ruin’s meticulous sound to keep things interesting. The music on display here is anything but one-note; the somber twang of “How Much” and the twinkly, psychedelic feel of “Holograms” are about as different as night and day. Although it’s deceptively quiet at times, there’s a lot going on throughout Olympic Girls
that’s easy to miss the first time around. Each track is built from the ground up with gentle, full-bodied orchestration for Fullbrook to sink her teeth into. She takes advantage of this every chance she gets; her soothing vocals add warmth and character to each carefully placed instrument. There’s something undeniably therapeutic about her voice that’s sure to cure what ails you. It’s so tender yet radiant. And man, the killer production doesn’t hurt. It’s one of those mood albums, best suited for a specific setting – perhaps a car-ride through the country or a walk. It won’t win any points for originality, but I’d argue these songs are perfectly suited for their intended audience. There’s so much room for everything to breath and flourish. Olympic Girls
takes it slow, and we’re given the perfect chance for reflection through the mid-tempo bliss.