Man, I love me some Beach House. The only way I would be more excited for their upcoming album, Bloom, would be if they played at my cousin’s Bat Mitzvah the same weekend the LP comes out. Tweens like dream-pop, right?
Maybe dream-pop is a misnomer at this point though. Beach House’s stylistic dispositions were certainly once an impediment to their larger accessibility. With drum machines and gauzy reverb of their eponymous debut and Devotion, Beach House was essentially mood music for the hypnagogic. It was hard to imagine seeing the band playing a live venue, unless it was an unfinished basement and the audience had just popped a bunch of Lunesta. However, both a booming confidence in Legrand’s smoky vocals and buoyancy in Alex Scally’s guitar phrasing have propelled Bloom out of these formulaic limitations. Check out “On the Sea” and I am sure you will know exactly what I am talking about.