Indigo

How does this always sound brand new and incredibly nostalgic at the same time? Unlike any of his other albums and yet very familiar sounding to the seasoned Wild Nothing listener. I love this album. 9/10

Indigo isn't Wild Nothing's best work but it's a must-have for devoted fans. It takes a few listens to fully appreciate it. Start with Letting Go, easy to do since it's the opener, but it's also the best track on the record.

Great album!

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Putting on "Indigo" has become my latest addiction.There exists in these eleven songs a clear pop know-how; choruses begin to get embossed on one's cortex only after a couple listens, and driving beats prod the listener towards an uncontrollable tapping of the foot (or the wheel, if you drive and listen as often as I do).But dancing in tandem with the accessibility of this record is an almost indefinable quality. "Indigo" reaches out for an answer, a resolution to an aching sensation, but never quite discovers it. And it feels comfortable in that inability.This is present in both music and lyrics. Take the first track and first single, "Letting Go."Jack Tatum tells us from the get-go how hard it is for him to "reframe all those shifting memories." He makes passing observations about the "broken world," before telling us "it's my own." Then the oh-so-catchy chorus comes in:"Letting goI wanna be happier now I wanna be more than closeSurreal, the way you made meThe way you crash me down."Just take a listen to the first syllable of that chorus. There's a vocal harmony there that sounds so close and dark, but it exists only for a moment before flitting away towards something brighter. To me this is emblematic of the album's style: It feels so free, but underneath there is a quiet unrest and a soulful yearning.This theme is repeated. In "Wheel of Misfortune," the upbeat chorus assures us "Everyone takes their turn at the wheel of misfortune; everyone knows love is worth the questions never answered." It's an acknowledgement of fear and fallibility but an embrace of it.There really isn't a song on this album that I don't like. There are a couple which I don't vibe with as much as others (I'm not sure if the sax parts on "Through Windows" help or hinder the song, and the short instrumental "Dollhouse" only serves as musical meadow between songs), but really listening to this album from start to finish is a rewarding experience for all 42 minutes.If you're already a fan of dreampop and you haven't heard this album yet, you're really missing out.But I dare say that even if you're not accustomed to the genre, you'll find something accessible, mysterious, and addicting about this album.

The 4th album from Virginia artist Jack Tatum, former member of Facepaint & Jack and the Whale, continues his journey into the arena of lustrous, dreamy-warm pop music. The songs have a lush, smooth flow of soulful accessibility that's enhanced by layers of keyboards, strings and backing vocals. The trademark echoing guitar notes are still there, but they're less frequent, further in the background. The album feels like one long stretch of uneventful comfort. I can't tell if it's too much or not enough, but one of us has changed. There was an exciting shimmer to Wild Nothing's 2012 "Nocturne" album. It's beauty was alive; it breathed. "Indigo", conversely and in spite of its attempt at sweeping grandeur, is just nice and easy to listen to. Nothing special, no reason to hear it again.

Fairly certain he’s finally made his masterpiece. Just a glorious gut punch of dream pop bliss. Reveals itself as a musically deep and immaculately composed work of art throughout several listens. Don’t miss out on this uninterrupted with headphones.

Wow, this album is every bit as good as anything released before. The more I listen, the better it gets.