Maybe I've been listening to too much noisy and frantic stuff lately but the few tracks I've been able to acquire by this band Beach Fossils (and also stuff by Real Estate and Kurt Vile) are such a pleasure to listen to. No shitgaze hiss and feedback here, just warm inter-playing guitar licks, chilled drum patters and yeah, sure, some weird delays and echoes on the vocals but it just adds to the rich and hazy evocation of these highway wandering demos. Daydream's lyrics are all lovelorn and hopeless - not knowing what to say, words caught/head tangled in yr strings - it comes across more sincere than soppy though, riffs and vocals tinged with autumn melancholy. Vacation is more optimistic, leaving the city for mountains and pine trees and lakes, tapping into that Western mythology of the American frontier with its unknown adventures and hopes. Pretty grand-sounding stuff, but this has more of a 1970s Easy Rider vibe than a dramatic Western adventure, plaid shirts on back, sun flares and no map.
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