Making something absolutely new, something purely next-level is a classic struggle for every sort of artist. Accordingly, much of the world of indie rock is currently in part of a cycle that every artistic medium eventually gets hit with: an eager embrasure and fetishization of all things weird and exotic. What may start as a well-intentioned foray into an entirely foreign sonic set often ends up sounding alienating to many (assuming that wasn’t the original intention). These artists are actually hailed as geniuses by the critical community on a daily basis while I, confused, retreat to the familiar, human tropes of garage rock.
So what about me? I like lots of different things! I want to appreciate the exotic and the psychedelic! Just give me something concrete to hang on to – tell me you’re a human being and I promise I’ll listen. I think Suckers heard my distress call. Continue reading ‘Suckers: Wild Smile’