Oh, I loved “Beast in Air, Beast in Water,” from Brooklyn-based Snowmine’s Laminate Pet Animal.
Two-thousand eleven was just such a tough year; halfway done with chillwave and mostly stifled under Bon Iver’s massive second record, lots of this brand of indie poppers (that are distinguishable through use of a drum pad in addition to a full or half drum kit) fell by the wayside.
Not this record. Snowmine’s resurgence comes at an important crossroads of consistent songwriting, sanctimonious harmonies and a burst of fun that I haven’t heard in a handful of years.
Have a listen or three.