Tame Impala – Lonely Indeed!
I don’t see it. This album does not make me feel lonely or enter a naval-gazing downward spiral to solemn moods. It does inspire a bit of introspection and reflection on past classic rock grandeur that still sounds vibrant and now transformed by Tame Impala. It takes me to a land were my identity is affirmed by others and bids me to enjoy some restfulness. Stay for a day or a lifetime (maybe somewhere in-between). This music sounds like an important chapter after the Summer Of Love to some fulfillment and major chill-time without the drugs or any sad postmortem. I’m reminded of Gentle Giant, Peter Gabriel and even some of the beeps and blips of After The Fire-Der Kommissar?
There is some noise and chaotic samplings, but mostly I’m enjoying an all-encompassing underwater dive to some needed joy and retreat. Psychedelic soundscapes for the not yet jaded traveler.
Listen to the complete album here: http://tinyurl.com/8pa9oxp
On the surface, Tame Impala is another big, brash, psychedelic rock band, with lots of fussy studio tricks and grandiose solos — even on disc, a light show is implied. Kevin Parker’s vocals can seem almost secondary to guitars that buzz and fuzz compellingly, but his emotional distance serves a thematic purpose: For Tame Impala, Parker writes songs about solitude, and about maintaining distance from others that needn’t be literal.
Both of the Australian band’s album titles tell the same story: Innerspeaker. Lonerism. The latter’s songs, even when only fragments of a given lyric can be discerned, convey a sense of walls being built; of an arm’s length being extended. Not a collection of psychedelic freakouts so much as a collection of controlled psychedelic slow-burns — though the fat, swirling guitars in “Endors Toi” would make Swervedriver proud — Lonerism (out Oct. 9) makes alienation and introversion sound both alluring and, ironically, inviting. Article @NPR.ORG