Music

There is this feeling that the music here is just a bit raw, very human, and unadorned; its not exactly alt-folk, its not exactly anything, its Kurt Vile.

A folk-inspired acoustic guitar along with a classic roots-band sound and some creative harmonies make this a bittersweet and lulling aural retrospective.

Theres that pulsing, laid-back vibe, on a bed of dry groove, with some very simple, almost mantric language.

The arrangement is smart and effective, with a hook that works equally well as a broken-down gospel stomp and an orchestral machination.

An Eastern-inspired tabla-pocket meshes nicely with the sputtering bass and layers of falsetto.

Its a chaotic song for a chaotic time; the video is half horror flick, and half biopic. In LA, only weird is normal. 

The sound here is gorgeous, and thick, layering cold synthesizers and an echoed bass, with a beat that stomps on the line between synth-pop and Americana.

Maybe it is that easy, to just get into the flow: follow the rules, dont get pushed out to sea. photo credit: @benmönks