George Glass
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Self-released
2013
On their debut effort, life is another sunny day for California's George Glass. I swept away by indie pop of the most infectious kind, sort of like a combo of the Lemonheads and Simon and Garfunkel. The guitars are lush and the vocals so smooth and inviting on album opener, Operative Me. The guitars charge forcefully on the chorus and then it's back to warm, slow-motion flowing melodies. A bit of rearward looking nostalgia infects the layered vocals and snappy snares on Don't Try. Acoustic guitar and sincere yearning pull you on Metro before it receives injections of American folk. And then on Future Former I hear shades of The Beach Boys in those opening notes and then they give way to some gleeful indie pop. The free flowing dance of Sporto struts along with a catchy bassline and then slips into some sappy, but captivating vocals that have my fingers snapping and my toes tapping. The track, Patchwork Girl, thunders and rumbles along like a lazy Black Sabbath song. Of course it is nowhere near as heavy, but there are direct musical parallels here like the slowly undulating riffs and the bass that bottoms out in portions of the song. I love the sunnyday riffs and the insanely catchy chorus of AM Radio. The beat sort of marches in a sharp fashion and then crests into buttery smooth layered vocals. The final track, Spell, winds down a bit from the rest of the album, like the sun setting after a warm summer's day on the coast. You can still hear echoes of The Beach Boys here as well. George Glass's first album is a winner through and through. Beautiful, emotional songs that are well crafted and dig deep despite being effortlessly easy.
On their debut effort, life is another sunny day for California's George Glass. I swept away by indie pop of the most infectious kind, sort of like a combo of the Lemonheads and Simon and Garfunkel. The guitars are lush and the vocals so smooth and inviting on album opener, Operative Me. The guitars charge forcefully on the chorus and then it's back to warm, slow-motion flowing melodies. A bit of rearward looking nostalgia infects the layered vocals and snappy snares on Don't Try. Acoustic guitar and sincere yearning pull you on Metro before it receives injections of American folk. And then on Future Former I hear shades of The Beach Boys in those opening notes and then they give way to some gleeful indie pop. The free flowing dance of Sporto struts along with a catchy bassline and then slips into some sappy, but captivating vocals that have my fingers snapping and my toes tapping. The track, Patchwork Girl, thunders and rumbles along like a lazy Black Sabbath song. Of course it is nowhere near as heavy, but there are direct musical parallels here like the slowly undulating riffs and the bass that bottoms out in portions of the song. I love the sunnyday riffs and the insanely catchy chorus of AM Radio. The beat sort of marches in a sharp fashion and then crests into buttery smooth layered vocals. The final track, Spell, winds down a bit from the rest of the album, like the sun setting after a warm summer's day on the coast. You can still hear echoes of The Beach Boys here as well. George Glass's first album is a winner through and through. Beautiful, emotional songs that are well crafted and dig deep despite being effortlessly easy.
