![]() ![]() spilled cups of milky tea, inkstains, and general wear and tear from natural forces of erosion. It’s a list written on actual paper and therefore prone to the vagaries of the physical world eg. my desperate yet passive listening habits mean I’ll blank on it even if it does find its way to my headphones.ĭespite the hopelessness of the situation, I do keep a tiny, irregularly updated, and frequently overlooked list of bands/tracks that have caught my attention.it’ll be drowned in the infinite deluge of daily new releases. ![]() The hooks might need more massaging to emerge this time out, but the twist on “Breeze” reveals that Turnover are still the same band, talking about how to quantify success, how we get in the way of our own happiness, and of course, the way romantic fortunes can make the future seem as vast as the California coastline or as small as the room in your parent’s house.I dont even know why I bother to keep up with new music when:ī) we all know I’m going to miss out on whatever’s really meaningful because: And then there’s the last line that ties it all together, “Let you keep eating my heart out with your silver spoon,” which could very well be an admission of defeat from a guy who’s way out of his league. Catch a few stray lines from the chorus-“I can’t stop you running through my head,” “it just makes me wanna go away, I’ll do it”-and it captures a perfect moment of dizzying infatuation between Bleed American’s summer swelter and the back-to-school wistfulness of American Football. Well, for one, none of their indie peers could write a song like “Breeze.” Taking advantage of Will Yip’s most verdant production, Turnover revisit the rhythmic propulsion and harmonized guitar sparkles that defined Peripheral Vision. So what exactly distinguishes Turnover now? But the perfectly lovely and interchangeable shimmers of “What Got in the Way” and “Curiosity” threaten to define Good Nature by passing without incident or much impact. Therein lies the conundrum for Turnover: though Peripheral Vision likely broadened the horizons of people who caught them opening for The Story So Far or New Found Glory, it was also uniquely appealing to seasoned indie rock listeners who found Real Estate a little too complacent or wished Wild Nothing could really kick out the jams. With its limpid jazz chords, “Pure Devotion” is the first Turnover song that could work at a poolside cocktail party. ![]() The influences are more sedate and smooth this time out, Getz’s softened take on life accompanied by Tango in the Night harmonizing and brisk Brit-pop. But there are zero moments on Good Nature that have to be enjoyed through gritted teeth, and plenty that can be paired with your favorite Sonoma Valley grape. The flaws of Peripheral Vision derived almost entirely from the times Getz’s aggrieved point of view clashed with the newfound, sleek elegance of Turnover’s music. “I found my religion/When nothing was ahead of us/That week in California,” Getz sighs on the starlit carousel ride “Super Natural.” It’s an extremely low-key way to begin an album, but it’s still a bold introduction if only in contrast to where he was two years ago with Peripheral Vision’s thrilling streaks of self-loathing, “Cutting My Fingers Off” and “New Scream.” Regardless of his current location, Good Nature is SoCal to the core, a warm embrace of the area’s soft-focus spirituality and the optimism of young, beautiful creatives without much to worry about. ![]()
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