Spring has sprung, and with it, this charming, gap-toothed goof ball goddamn stole my heart.
Now, I want to avoid rehashing semi-obscure genres that are inescapable when reading about DeMarco's music: slacker rock, jangle pop, or rumor has it blue wave (?!) but frankly who gives a damn - the simple truth is, Salad Days is an 11 tracked season of youth, played out on plucky guitars undulating between delight and disenchantment.
It reclines into you - gentle and seemingly bursting with platitudes ("Tell her that you love her/if you really love her/if your heart just ain't sure/let her go") but Salad Days is an ode to the daydreaming chagrin of a tender age, and at only 24, no doubt this is all true-fact. As a straight up sample, check out the title track: it is a quasi-depressing depiction of the onwards march of life but set to this catchy not-give-a-shit refrain.
His stage show is choatic, shambolic and a sheer delight. I was lucky enough to catch him at Green Man 2014, before knowing really anything about him - his laid-back anarchy swept over the crowd of 20 somethings, every single one of us bursting to rock out with him and his band, who were inexplicably shirtless and haphazardly painted blue.
He smashed it and the poetic, drifting rock of his 2nd full length is easily one of 2014 many winners.
As a very close second: Todd Terje's It's Album Time, the long awaited full length of the toe-tapping master, if you've missed him so far, check out Inspector Norse below, what a smasher. And read all about him, right here: Pitchfork obviously has lot to say on the matter.
Have a listen to some of my favorite tracks from Salad Days & Inspector Norse here:
Awesome, like the sauce.
Kate x
