Singles Club: Cut Worms + Lazyeyes + S.M. Wolf
It's no secret that Cut Worms has a crush on the sounds of decades gone by. The divine "Cash for Gold" references all sorts of touchstones in a reverential, affectionate way, jangling along in its irrepressible, irresistible way. The man behind Cut Worms, Max Clarke, has a voice made for those times (and these, too), a warm, rambling sound that spins a heck of a sonic yarn. And now, I've got a crush on Cut Worms.
Hearing new Lazyeyes makes me more than a little bit giddy. This Brooklyn outfit has been on my radar for a little while now, and they've obviously been keeping busy lately. "Echoes," the title track from their forthcoming debut record on EggHunt, is a skittering, dizzying eruption of all things frantic, fuzzed-up, and wonderful. At times almost brutal, "Echoes" is one heck of a how do you do.
From Indianapolis comes the dreamt, soothing song stylings of S.M. Wolf, psychedelic folk pop makers extraordinaire. "The Station" is a jaunty, fuzzy little ray of sonic sunshine, full of nostalgia and earnestness, one of those songs you can't help but smile while listening to. Basically, it's catchy as fuck.