Oh Beach House, so good. I'm not sure if 7 is their best yet (it might be, which is really saying something given the swirling power of Bloom and what feels like the enduring greatness of Teen Dream in particular), but I'm almost certain it's the one most made for being wrapped up in.
Their usual haze is a bit stormier on this outing, and the piercing quality of the songs they always remember to write underneath their dreamy textures punches through strongly (and much more so than on either of their 2015 releases, Depression Cherry and Thank Your Lucky Stars, as good as they both were too), so we get the excitement of surges that rise on songs like "Dark Spring" and "Dive", the downbeat thrum of "Pay No Mind" (maybe my favourite for now), the brighter droning edges of "Drunk in LA", and broodingly starry drift-along moments like "L'Inconnue" and "Black Car", and more. How wonderful.
Their usual haze is a bit stormier on this outing, and the piercing quality of the songs they always remember to write underneath their dreamy textures punches through strongly (and much more so than on either of their 2015 releases, Depression Cherry and Thank Your Lucky Stars, as good as they both were too), so we get the excitement of surges that rise on songs like "Dark Spring" and "Dive", the downbeat thrum of "Pay No Mind" (maybe my favourite for now), the brighter droning edges of "Drunk in LA", and broodingly starry drift-along moments like "L'Inconnue" and "Black Car", and more. How wonderful.
