It might be a fictionalized portrait of the year it attempts to illustrate, but that fiction is a genuine joy — if a slightly depressing one — nonetheless.
It’s synthpop in its most toned-down sense, the kind of music that reminds you that taking off the accelerator can provide a sumptuous result too.
It’s driving, it’s sad, and it’s viscerally triumphant all at once; in other words, it’s everything that makes a good pop song in three and a half minutes.
“Dope” is all spunk and quick-licking riffs, starry and sharp guitars cutting through with gale force after a quietly powerful chorus.
No matter what disparate elements are thrown into the pot, the output is certainly, if counterintuitively, “funky".
If “Misfit” is any indication, poptimism is thankfully alive and well.
It’s alt-pop in the same world as Flume or How to Dress Well, morose and triumphant and serene all at once.
"Just Give Up" takes a couple key elements from NYVES’ past -- eardrum-crushing snares, rippling bass -- and gives them a futuristic sheen, plating smooth chrome over the frenzied metal spirit thrashing within.
"Young in All the Wrong Ways" showcases Sara Watkins sinewy, up-from-the-toes wail and knack for writing songs suffused with heart-wrenching sincerity.
“When You’ve Found It Out” is a wandering behemoth of a song, equal parts immense rocker and wispy pop specter.