Childhood summer holidays will always hold a particularly evocative place in my heart. The distant sound of whining lawnmowers floating on the breeze; the dim light seeping through the curtains late into the evening; the longing for it to never end.
There's a moment approximately ten seconds into this track, where poignancy and nostalgia meet in perfect ecstasy, and instantly cast me back to those now rose-tinted summers. Slowly, ponderously, a bass line quivers with anticipation before being joined by tumbling drums, organ and a languid electric guitar blurred with dreamy effects.
There is a beautiful simplicity to the song writing; this is music that doesn't try too hard to impress, and in doing so, only ends up more impressive. A little background reading reveals why: the artist, bedroom musician Maple Moths, confesses to only casually recording these tracks as a fun pastime. This is reflected in the uncomplicated, heart-on-sleeve lyrics, "One day I'll leave this town/Never look back around/I want you, I want this/Let me see what I can do".
Stylistically it borrows from like-minded Aussie psych-rockers Pond, and is descended from the paranoid 60's psychedelia of Donovan's Season of the Witch. By no means is this a total reinvention of the genre, but a neat contribution nonetheless, a dream-pop feather in its rainbow cap.
Rather indulgently, a haphazard, keening solo fills the second half of the song. Then, much like the sun-drenched summer months slipping through your fingers, it fades away as suddenly as it started, leaving you blinking as you return from your reverie.
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