Anonymous and mysterious New York based producer Wolf Colony won’t be able to hide in obscurity for much longer if his new album Unmasked is anything to go by. An eclectic blend of indie-pop and 80s synth-pop makes for a subtly electrifying and deeply contemplative album which will have you lost in thought.

A dark vein runs through the majority of the album; dark but not necessarily depressing. It’s more like an amorphous exploration of the self, with vast, existential ideas disappearing into the echoing fog of sound as quickly as they emerged. First track released off the album Paradise begins with a beautiful keyboard arrangement, followed up by some percussive beats, culminating in the monotonous refrain of ‘paradise’.

Pleasure follows suit, quietly building into a crescendo before quickly petering out. An abrupt halt at the end of each song seems to be a common theme for most of Wolf Colony’s album. But it’s an effect that leaves you hanging on for more as the deafening silence echoes all around you. Many of the track titles (as well as the tracks themselves) are singular words like Beauty, Holy and Calling, conceptually simple, yet laden with emotional anecdotes that could be applicable to anyone.

Based out of New York City, Wolf Colony is an anonymous singer-songwriter who began collaborating with music producer Neal Sarin in 2012 with no intention of pursuing a career as a recording artist. But rather than remaining anonymous, Wolf Colony has found a devoted following who hang off the beat of every on of his sparse arrangements, deep, resonate vocals and extremely personal lyricism. This is an album dedicated to the self; to be listened to while dancing on your own, doing chores or on a dark and windy road late at night. It’s an album that will stay with you long after the music has stopped.

Check out Paradise below:

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American-Chilean musician and producer Nicolas Jaar has shared a score that he composed for the 1969 film The Color of Pomegranates. Jaar posted the entire movie on Youtube with new instrumentals overlaying the film. The Color of Pomegranates (or just Pomegranates), is an experimental Armenian film directed by Sergei Parajanov. The movie is a biography of the Armenian ashug Sayat-Nova (King of Song) that attempts to reveal the poet’s life visually and poetically rather than literally, and Jaar’s fractured instrumentals do nothing if to more to amplify this effect.

Check out film and its accompanying 20 tracks below. It’s well worth a listen.

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Tracklist:
01 Garden Of Eden
02 Construction
03 Pass The Time
04 Survival
05 The Fool And His Harem
06 Being And Nothingness
07 Near Death
08 Beasts Of This Earth
09 Fall Into Time
10 Folie à Deux
11 Screams At The Edge Of Dawn
12 Divorce
13 Three Windows
14 Touristas
15 Shame
16 Tower Of Sin
17 Kapital
18 Volver
19 Spirit
20 Muse

Yeezy fans can rejoice with the knowledge that his new album is 80% done, AND he’s going to release it as a surprise album. West, speaking on Power 105.1’s The Breakfast Club, shed some light on what his new album is going to contain: “[It’s gonna be] bars, songs, cookout music that just feels good. My last album was a protest to music, I was like ‘I’m gonna take my ball and go home’…This album is embracing the music, joy. Being of service to the people. I just hope people like it and enjoy it.”

Of course, a Kanye West album wouldn’t be a Kanye West album if it didn’t contain some form of protest or social commentary. West said he would be addressing the issue of police brutality on his new album – topic we’ve seen discussed by everyone from Run The Jewels to Kendrick Lamar and D’Angelo in recent months. When asked about the display of extreme force by police last year, he remarked: “My dad emailed me and said ‘Stay out of it.’ That’s my only parent, so I have to listen… I think he’s trying to be protective of his son. I can’t run in front of every single bullet.”

But try he will, addressing the unsavoury topic of his ex, Amber Rose and Kylie Jenner’s public spat, alleging that “I had to take 30 showers before I got with Kim.” Ouch.

He had more to say on the topic his infamous stage-storming moment with Beck at the Grammys: “I got his number and I was supposed to call, but I just keep forgetting… I felt good for him. Think of all the good stuff that happened to me in the last eight days. The person that won was Beck, because if I hadn’t done that, his Album of the Year would’ve never been mentioned…He should win an award for what he did—Rock Album—but he shouldn’t have won that award.” It seems that no matter who wins Album of the Year, In West’s opinion, it’s Beyoncé who should get it.

In addition, he’s also been working on a video game based on Only One for the past six months and wasn’t too happy with the ‘visuals’ on his Grammy Performance. Tough man to please.

Watch the entire interview below for more Kanye goodness.

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When you think of the San Francisco Bay Area, Oakland does not normally first spring to mind. Often overshadowed by its ritzier cousin to the west, Oakland is more famed for one of the highest per capita murder rates in the United States than its burgeoning music scene. However, Oakland was the unlikely setting for the last leg of London Grammar‘s North American tour.

The place d’être?: The Oakland Fox Theater.

The theatre (or theater as the Americans would have it) is a beautifully refurbished, decadent 2,800 seat concert hall that would put the Hayden Orpheum to shame. Originally opened in 1928, it featured all of the resplendent glamour of the roaring twenties.

In contrast to the dilapidated (and slightly menacing) neighbourhood in which it was situated, the theatre stood out as a beacon of by-gone glamour. Inside, there was a generously-spaced mosh pit underneath the seating tier, and two golden buddhas flagging each side of the stage.

Opening up for London Grammar was British band Until The Ribbon Breaks. I’d never heard of this band before, but was taken aback at how good they were. Their sound was kind of like if Odesza had teamed up with Bastille going through an existential crisis, with a little a little Hermitude thrown in the mix. The electric blend of instruments, like the sitar and the flute, interspaced with disembodied voice samples made for a unique and fresh sound. A collaboration with Run The Jewels on Revolution Indifference threw some unexpected hip hop in the mix as well. I have a feeling these guys are gonna be big this year if they continue along this path.

After the stage crew took their sweet old time setting up for London Grammar, they finally made their appearance to an eager crowd. Dominic ‘Dot’ Major and guitarist Dan Rothman set the scene with soulful keys, followed by frontwoman Hannah Reid who launched into a beautiful rendition of Hey Now to a besotted crowd. Everybody knew the lyrics to each of their songs, and swayed a hypnotic trance to Darling are you gonna leave me, Shyer and Wasting My Young Years. Reid’s vocals were enchanting and powerful, and she hit every note effortlessly during her hour long session of vocal gymnastics.

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Her performance style is quite unusual, a refreshing trait of such an acclaimed band. She bopped up and down measurably, as if trying to maintain the perfect equilibrium of poise and showmanship. If reports about her stage fright are true, then her performance on stage must have been a nerve-wracking juggling act indeed. It certainly looked like it.

Like most of the streets of San Francisco, weed was smoked openly with no fear of reprisal. The sweet pungent aroma permeated the air, sailing up in thick plumes towards the ceiling and dancing sluggishly around the flickering lights in a haze. It was like a Tame Impala concert on steroids, but LG took it in good grace, saying “We know what that is guys! You can’t fool us!”.

The final pre-encore tracks were Nightcall and Strong, before they briefly departed the stage and returned to thunderous applause. Ending on If You Wait and finally Metal & Dust, overexcited revellers took it upon themselves to bestow a few gifts on the band: a plastic dragon ball for Major and a bunch of flowers for Reid. The accompanying note was inscribed with a punter’s number and an invitation to party ‘San Francisco Style’. “Also, the others can come too,” Reid read out to the crowd jovially, obviously in reference to the rest of the band.

Ending on that note, the band left the stage as quickly and quietly as they had come. Their humble demeanour is a nice contrast to their beautifully mournful music and the enormous talent of all of them. It may be the last tour on their North American bill, but we know (and hope) we will be seeing more music from this trio soon.

Last Thursday night, Odesza not only performed another one of their sell-out shows at Oxford Art Factory in Sydney, but brought their NO.SLEEP Afterparty to Goodgod Small Club. 

The Seattleites having been burning the candles at both ends here in Australia on their In Return World Tour, playing shows in every major city, as well as taking the time to speak to us here at Howl & Echoes as we’ve followed their Australian visit every step of the way. Read the interview with them here.

Supported by JÜAN DU SOL, who got the crowd warmed before Odesza’s arrival. Soon thereafter, the American duo rushed into the club  after their OAF performance and launched into an epic, power-filled DJ set that got the whole club going.

Among the attendees at the event was none other than Adam Hyde, one-half of the duo that is Peking Duk, spotted withdrawing money out of the ATM and mingling among other punters.

Odesza belted out an hour’s worth of primo remixes, including Justice’s D.A.N.C.E and tracks from Bonobo’s new EP Flashlight, mixing their new style with classic, as revellers danced the night away in the crowded subterranean confines of the Chinatown venue.

Flashing lights spun around spasmodically as the ethereal tunes and disembodied voices so characteristic of Odesza’s sound floated across the club. Intertwined hip hop with their classic hits, the two of them pumped out some seriously cool stuff, keeping the crowd going for the entire set.

When you go to an event advertised like this one, because careful what you wish for, cause you just might get it: NO.SLEEP

Have a listen to one of Odesza’s amazing NO.SLEEP mixes right here to see what kept everyone going all night:

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Check out our review of Odesza’s latest and greatest album In Return here and our review of their Oxford Art Factory performance here.

Oscar Wilde once said, ‘Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life’. Clearly this is not the case for Dan Mangan since the release of his latest album Club Meds. “There’s a lot going on and life seems kind of insane, which is funny because I think that the record is about a lot of things to do with focusing on what’s important and turning down the noise. Sometimes I feel like I could perhaps learn something from the work itself.”

Speaking to me over the phone from Vancouver, Mangan and I discuss his new album Club Meds; his first album in three years since his two-time JUNO Award winning album Oh Fortune.

During that period, Mangan has used the time out to focus on being a father. “It’s been amazing. I think I’m really lucky in that I got to spend a lot of time with my kid in the first year and a half. I think it put to rest some of the angst of youth thing. I feel in a way calmer than I used to be. All the little things that used to drive me nuts and keep me up at night seem to matter a little bit less.”

The soothing effect fatherhood seems to have had on the Mangan’s temperament definitely has not translated across to Club Meds. It’s an impassioned and experimental polemic, full of broody undertones and disenchanted musings. Club Meds is the fourth offering from the Canadian and the first under the moniker “Dan Mangan + Blacksmith”.

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 Dan Mangan and “Blacksmith”: Kenton Loewen, Gordon Grdina and John Walsh.

Like the namesake, the album signifies a departure. It differs from his previous work thematically, lyrically and musically, incorporating grand sweeping ideas about numbness and sedation prevalent in contemporary society. It debuted to critical acclaim, being hailed by The Guardian for it’s “bold musical backdrops… a grand emotional climax” and as “a bold move from a rapidly developing talent” by Q Magazine. You can read our review of the album right here.

But what brought on Mangan’s desire to call out all of the bullshit around him? “I don’t know. I guess sometimes when the bullshit gets so abundant and so thick, you can’t help but mention it. I feel like a lot of the ideas on this record have been in my head for a long time, but I just didn’t really know how to articulate them.”

Call it growing up or taking a few years off to sit and reflect. Or call it having something to say. And as Mangan explains, “including some sort of political or socially critical things in your music is a careful thing because you can come off as being a pissy little brat and a holier than thou little shithead pretty easily.” He pauses, and then adds: “That’s not the intention here.”

The outcome certainly doesn’t resemble that at all. The lyricism itself is a rich collection of social commentary and literary allusions. And there’s a sense of reaffirmed cohesiveness about the music in this album under the new name of Dan Mangan PLUS Blacksmith.

I ask Mangan if the inspiration behind the name Club Meds is a reference to a sort of collective sedation. “Yeah, totally, all those things. I think that one of the reasons why I liked the title and was drawn to it was because you could extrapolate a whole bunch of things out of it. It was simple and complex at the same time.”

“I just I think it’s a comment about the ways that we cope. Existing is hard and life is hard. Sometimes the ways that we cope with it are healthy and sometimes they’re not. I think that numbing yourself from the hard stuff also rims your appreciation for the good stuff.”

And that’s just about the title of the album. In my review of Club Meds, I hypothesized that opening track Offred was alluding to the character of the same name in Margaret Atwood’s dystopian novel The Handmaid’s Tale. Luckily for me, I was right.

“Once again, you’re two for two,” he chuckles. “Yeah, no, that song is totally written from Offred’s position.” To quickly summarise, The Handmaid’s Tale is a story in which a totalitarian Christian theocracy has overthrown the United States government and forced all reproductively viable women into procreative slavery (called Handmaids). One passage specifically makes reference to this kind of subjugation through Offred’s eyes:

I go without.

I do not have the faith.

They changed my purpose

They changed my purpose

And this is what is so unique about the lyrics: the way Mangan uses the medium of song as a figurative treatment of the novel’s themes, but from Offred’s perspective. It’s an allegory and a commentary at the same time, peppered with symbolic references from the onset and throughout.

The chorus refrain employs the use of some of the most iconic imagery associated with The Handmaid’s Tale.

What is it this tunnel vision I’m in?

What is it at all?

What is it at all?

This line is referring to the white wings the Handmaidens must wear around their heads to restrict their peripheral vision and to stop others looking at them. It’s one of the many ways in which women are stripped of their agency and dehumanised throughout the novel.

For Mangan, this song is about the arbitrary nature of freedom and our tenuous grip on it. “I think a lot about choice and even the fact that I get to play music for a living is such an incredible privilege.”

“How many people are born directly into some kind of slavery on this planet? It’s unbelievable. In the song it’s about, to me, it’s about what it means to have that choice and then to have it taken away from you.”

But this album is full of songs musing on the personal anecdotes. The accompanying music video for Vessel is a beautiful animation created by Ben Clarkson full of captivating imagery. “Every tiny little detail, so you look into the very small fine details of that video, is saying something. It’s like for every two second sequence that happens, he’s (Clarkson) got ten, you could write an essay about why and how he did that that way.”

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Perhaps it is the chorus refrain of Vessel that is the line most laden with meaning, repeating over and over again: ‘it takes a village to raise a fool’.

“We’re all culprit. It’s like that classic thing, ‘it takes a village to raise a child’. We all have to stick together. It’s all about the kids of the future and everything,” says Mangan.

“At the same time, yeah, it’s all of our fault that we keep making the same stupid mistakes. We keep losing track of any kind of long-term vision because we’re all engineered to take a carrot that’s right in front of us.”

Mangan says each of the songs on the album was a part of a collective process. Some of the songs were ironed out, but many of them were just melodies and words and simple chord structure ideas. Then, working with the band, they crafted them into songs and figured out they would feel and how to piece the various sections together.

“It was interesting, you know, a really rewarding process and actually a really contemptuous process at times. There were some serious arguments. There was a lot of intensity and then a lot of love and a lot of hugs.”

But arguments were warranted, as Mangan wanted everyone’s voice in the band to be heard. “In this case if feel like everybody was just ready to put it all on the table and say no I think this can be better, let’s keep working on it. Let’s keep doing it and so everybody’s voices were heard.”

But the struggle was worth it; it gave the album that feeling of communal sensibility. “It’s interesting now because when I hear the record I can hear the personalities in the band through their performances so clearly.

“I hear them through the guitar and through the drums and through the bass, so it’s kind of crazy because as much of this is Dan Mangan + Blacksmith, I can hear all these personalities coming through in this really interesting way.”

With the album now under his belt, Mangan + Blacksmith has a massive tour to focus on, taking them from Canada to Europe and the UK. He’ll also get to live out his lifelong dream of playing at Massey Hall in Toronto. I ask if he’ll be heading down to Australia anytime soon.

“I fucking hope so! It’s been a really long time. We do have some plans loosely to get back. They’re not quite imminently, but later on this year. I miss it over there. I’d love to get back down and play some shows. I feel like it’s been way too long.”

But for now, we’ll just have to content ourselves with the extraordinary album that Club Meds is. In the age of insipid and saccharine pop-anthems, Club Meds stands apart, providing sweeping medleys full of depth, experience and emotion. It’s perhaps the most mature piece of music and song crafting to come from Mangan and his collaborators to date.

Catfish and the Bottlemen are the kind of band who seem to encompass that old-school glamour exuded by British musicians, engendering the gentle charm of a bygone era that you so seldom see nowadays. It was with great pleasure that I was able to attend their show on a rainy Monday night at the Oxford Art Factory in Sydney, while they were in town supporting The Kooks. Glebe’s Food Court opened the show for the sedated Monday night crowd, who swayed half-heartedly as the band belted out a series of high-energy medleys. Guitarist Dan De Santis was particularly excellent, playing a skilful set of guitar rifts to accompany the performance.

Shortly after 10:00pm, Catfish and the Bottlemen glided onto the stage wordlessly, picking up their instruments and immediately launching into Rango, off album The Balcony. Their attire was simple and effortlessly nonchalant, and they exuded modesty and gratitude to ever single person in attendance. Lead vocalist Van McCann greeted the crowd enthusiastically before transitioning into Pacifier and Sidewinder.

McCann, interestingly enough, used to live in Sydney when he was younger, and it was during his time in Sydney where he met a busker named ‘Catfish the Bottlemen’, whom he credits as the inspiration behind the band’s name. In fact, all of the band members were from elsewhere before they moved to Llandudno, Wales, where they formed in 2007 as ‘The Prestige’.

Unfortunately, there appeared to be a large amount of boisterous Brits present, who proceeded to yell and scream at the band “United or Manchester? UNITED OR MANCHESTER?” repeatedly. McCann, ever the gentlemen, answered their queries lightheartedly, never breaking a sweat (except for when he was singing or playing his guitar.)

In fact, his interaction with the crowd was simply splendid, finding the perfect equilibrium between cheeky and charming. In between hits like Fallout and Hourglass, he’d switch up instruments or talk about his other band members, even likening his drummer’s afro to that of Sideshow Bob’s. Paying a special tribute to Triple J for the large amount of airtime given to their next and most well known song Kathleen, the band wound down with Business, Homesick and Cocoon, before finishing with Tyrants.

The highlight of the night definitely had to be McCann. He radiated the irrepressible charisma endemic of a softly spoken Welshman. After every song came to an end in a loud crescendo of instrumentals, McCann would breathlessly add a quick ‘thank you’, before engaging the crowd in some more playful banter. They sounded incredible and they put 110% effort into their performance, so much so that they were all soaked in sweat by the time the concert was over. Before departing the stage, McCann urged everyone to come up and say hello to them afterwards when they would be mingling in the crowd. Enormously talented, but ever humble, the band’s behaviour and performance was that of pure class.

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As everyone returns to work after their New Year’s festivities, and the happy times quickly become distant memories, the year of drudgery that looms ahead seems daunting. Lucky for us, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. And that light is Splendour in the Grass 2015!

This year’s festival will be held once again at the beautiful North Byron Parklands on Friday 24, Saturday 25 and Sunday 26 July. Onsite camping will once again be available from Wednesday 22 July. N/A work now so you can be there again to experience the life altering goodness that is the annual festival.

Those of you who were lucky enough to attend last year’s festival will remember it as one of Splendour’s best – the lineup, the site and the weather among others. Who could forget the endless expanse of azure blue sky stretching overhead as you got to hear some of the world’s best music?

No news yet on this year’s lineup, but if it was anything like 2014’s, which included heavyweights such as OutKast, Foster the People and Sam Smith, then it’s sure to be another mind-blowing experience.

If you’d like to reminisce on how special your time at Splendour was, follow @splendourinthegrass on Instagram. Post your post your favourite pic from Splendour by Tue 27 Jan under the hashtag #ThrowbackSplendour14 to be in the running to win a double pass to Splendour 2015!

On a stifling Summer evening in Sydney, hundreds of punters packed themselves into the sweaty confines of Oxford Art Factory in anticipation of seeing one act: Odesza. With local Charles Murdoch opening up before the duo made their entrance, the difference between this performance and their last was palpable. Odesza’s last visit, at the Metro Theatre alongside Kele and Hayden James back in June, was a sparsely populated affair. Not as many people knew who the Seattle-based duo, which was lucky for those who did, and got to slip to the front of the mosh with relative ease and plenty of elbow room to dance.

But since then, Odesza, comprising of Harrison Mills and Clayton Knight, has taken off. Tonight was the first of two completely sold out shows, part of their mammoth international In Return World Tour. 

Even Odesza themselves seemed to be in awe of their own success, shouting out at one point “Last time we were here no one knew who were were!” But now they had their own headline tour playing to a sold out crowd. The packed venue was heaving, with people even lining the entire ring of the upper level. Everyone was stoked to be there. Odesza was stoked to be there. You could tell from the very beginning, after exploding onto the stage with IPlayYouListen.

The crowd was momentarily taken off guard, before echoing Odesza’s gusto with ecstatic screams of excitement. The hypnotic power they opened up with carried through their entire performance, quickly whipping the crowd into a frenzy as they delivered an impossibly high energy set with tracks Koto and All We Need ft. Shy Girls, off their critically acclaimed 2014 album In Return (read our album review here.) The backdrop was a kaleidoscopic display of colours and images. The silhouettes of cacti were superimposed over a cityscape lit up at night, as bright lights pulsated in time to the beat.

One of the most entertaining things about Odesza is watching both Knight and Mills work in perfect harmony to deliver an incredible display of musical craftsmanship. In precise synchronicity, they turned the knobs and dials with the precision of a well-oiled machine, pumping out Sun Models and My Friends Never Die. Even when turned away from their decks and each other to play the drums, they were in time to each others’ rhythm. Their concentration was so complete that even a fan jumping up from the mosh, dancing between them gratuitously, couldn’t distract them from their performance.

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 Put your hands up for Seattle, I love that city

As the night progressed, the air became clogged with humidity. By the time Odesza launched into Say My Name, everyone was doused in sweat. Another fan managed to get up on stage, this time a girl, but was promptly escorted off stage by a disgruntled looking stage manager. It was by this time that the concert started to wind down and Odesza finished off with I Want You, before departing the stage much to the disappointment of the crowd. However, they reappeared shortly, reassuring everyone, “Of course we have more for you guys, come on!” before launching into their remixes of Zhu’s Faded and Slow Magic’s Waited 4 U. 

And thus concluded a night of electronic awesomeness. I think it really signified an epochal moment for Odesza, demonstrated by the enthusiasm of every single person there. In a relatively short amount of time, they’ve managed to accrue a phenomenal level of success and the kind of recognition that normally takes years to achieve. But that is simply a testament to a pair enormously talented artists capitalising on their ability to produce incredible music.

Odesza will be playing another show at OAF on Thurs Jan 22. It’s sold out, but you can still buy tickets to their NO.SLEEP afterparty at Goodgod, alongside Juan (RUFUS) and more. Click here for more info and here to buy a ticket.

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Dan Mangan and Blacksmith have come together to record and release Club Meds, Mangan’s first offering since his critically acclaimed 2011 album Oh Fortune. Since then he’s been on hiatus, concentrating on fatherhood, but the Canadian has now returned with an album entirely co-written with Blacksmith. An ensemble of Vancouver’s finest experimental musicians and long time collaborators, the album was also recorded and produced by Colin Stewart (Ladyhawke, Black Mountain.) After winning two JUNO Awards for his previous album, Mangan delivers once again with an artistically and lyrically diverse collection of songs.

Opening track Offred reeks of desperation. Not the bad kind, more of the sound of a preoccupied longing, backed by the soft strumming of guitar strings that conjure visions of sunsets over the water. Perhaps the song is making reference to the main protagonist Offred in Margaret Atwood’s 1985 dystopian novel The Handmaid’s Tale? Maybe I was too attentive during Year Eleven English, but the name Offred is too distinctive to be just sheer coincidence. Its broody undertones certainly suggest something reminiscent of the sci-fi thriller.

Lyrical passages like, ‘I go without, I do not have the faith, they changed my purpose, they changed my purpose’, could be alluding to how, in the novel, women were forcefully subjugated into becoming ‘handmaids’ (i.e. concubines who made babies), being stripped of their agency and having their ‘purpose’ changed. It’s still just a theory, of course, but if he’s incorporating literary metaphors into his music, he’s not only a brilliant lyricist, but a bona fide fiction enthusiast who is creative enough to effortlessly weave intricate and suspenseful symbolism into his music.

The next track that caught my eye was A Doll’s House/Pavlovia. A pavlovia, for all you would-be paleontologists, is an extinct genus of ammonite of the Late Jurassic period. In other words, it’s a fossil. What it is doing in a Dan Mangan song, I don’t know. But in conjunction with the song title, it seems to suggest relics of the past. The interplay of ephemeral, disembodied voices, guitars and Mangan’s heady singing works to paint the picture of days gone by. One can imagine the song being softly sung in the back of a wooden tavern somewhere in the seventies.

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Fossils: The kind of stuff that inspires songs

Titular track Club Meds stands out too, beginning with an effusive keyboard rift, before Mangan chimes in with his characteristically rich and beguiling lyrics. The guitar in background waivers uncontrollably, a warble that finishes in off in a crescendo of instrumentals and vocals before fading off. It’s overwhelming barrage of instruments that gives this song a haunting atmosphere.

Mouthpiece is one of the more upbeat and energetic tracks on the album. The aggressive guitar opening seems to communicate a sort of dull rage, numbness if you will. Lead single Vessel, which was also featured in the 2014 Simon Pegg film ‘Hector and the Search for Happiness,’ delivers a high-energy experience, culminating in the refrain, ‘It takes a village to raise a fool’, featuring Foo Fighters frontman Dave Grohl somewhere among the harmony of voices. “Vessel is about feeling inundated with bullshit from every angle, all the time,” Mangan said of the song last year. “It’s our choice to listen. We’re also all culprit to it. It takes a village to raise a fool.” 

Overall, the feel of the album is experimental and dynamic; it doesn’t know where it stands, and neither will you. Musically, it feels quite amorphous and transient; thematically, it’s a rich and diverse collection of songs organised into sweeping hazy arrangements and anthemic melodies. Lyrically, it’s insightful, profound, and above all, personal. It marks Mangan’s evolution from a solo act to a bandleader, showcasing the Canadian’s endless ability to entertain and beguile.

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