Waxahatchee is such a wonderful reason to be alive. One of the (many, many, many) pleasing aspects of listening to her music is how you can hear her growing with confidence and even ability with each record, this is the sound of an artist who was always great slowly evolving into something spectacular. Katie Crutchfield’s third album as Waxahatchee has a generally ‘bigger’ sound than her previous releases, though it’s hardly ‘Tales From Topographic Oceans’ and none of Crutchfield’s enchanting and approachable intimacy is lost: each time the album is on Crutchfield is in the very room with you. The lyrics wonderfully capture the slightly apathetic ennui of being in your mid-20s in 2015, while ‘<‘ (yes, that’s actually what it’s called) contains 2015’s best put down with ‘You are less than me and I am nothing’. As brilliant as the album is though, you can’t help but feel that it’s merely a stepping stone to the even more fabulous music Waxahatchee promises to deliver in the future.
‘Fun’ Fact: I love Waxahatchee so much I actually went out and bought this album on CD!!
This is turning into a bit of an awkward Waxahatchee love-fest now, do you want to just take a cheap shot at the Pixies now to lighten the mood somewhat? Good idea: imagine if the Pixies’ comeback album had anything on it half as good as ‘La Loose‘
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