Baths, “Maximalist,” Cerulean [Anticon 2010]:
Here’s a story: my car was covered in that sort of non-specific white dust (mostly salt, I think,) from the highways of Maryland, Delaware, New Jersey, and finally New York. I’d been up drinking till maybe two the night before and tried not to feel sick as I drove, my friend asleep in the passenger seat, another slumped across the back bench, up the Bronx Expressway. The Expressway is mostly a bunch of flowing, narrow tunnels – light, dark, dark, light, dark – it was loud and dirty and oscillating. Then… everything clicked. Like a personal music video, busted bottles on the shoulder of the road, dented bumpers, stained water on the tunnel walls, became beautiful! All there for enjoyment! All moving in some deeper pattern! I think it was because my CD had changed. Sometimes, good music can eclipse even the most uncomfortable urge to vomit out your window.
The CD was Cerulean, the debut album from Will Wiesenfeld, AKA Baths. If you like what you hear, you can listen to the whole album for free at MBV.
So what’s Baths listening to? After opening for Cold War Kids @ Terminal 5 last night, Wiesenfeld told me:
“…Cloud Nothings is the best album that’s come out this year. Best, like, pop album.”
Here’s a nice music video for “Should Have,” from Cloud Nothings’ new self-titled album [Carpark Records 2011]. It looks like an Urban Outfitters commercial, but the braid-eating is neat. Haven’t you ever wanted to do that? Okay, me neither.
What else? “Also, Cocteau Twins.”
“Heaven or Las Vegas,” Heaven or Las Vegas [4AD, 1990]
Here’s a super-nice-cool Star Slinger remix of that:
You could see Baths live on tour with No Age and Cold War Kids… but it’ll cost ya big bucks and No Age is trying something experimental (a half hour, uninterrupted session of flat-form drone noise) that didn’t sit well. Someone threw a tampon on the stage. The teenage boy in front of me tweeted “I literally want to rip up $100 bills and stuff them in my ears… this opener sucks!” Oh, did I mention the crowd isn’t too great either? Keep your money and see a full Baths show somewhere else.
Instead, read Wiesenfeld’s deep, reflective thoughts on water in a nice interview with The Quietus. That’s free.