Alan Palamo, the elusive mastermind behind Neon Indian "borrows nostalgia from the unremembered 80's" (oh man, we've got a winner). It's like a poor man's Ratatat and infinatly more relaxed and zoned out. The aptly titled "deadbeat summer" fronts the album and is described best by pitchfork as the following...
"Whatever they owe to the past, the memories on Psychic Chasms are Palomo's and ours. Soft vocals recalling You Made Me Realise-era Kevin Shields. Italo-disco synth arpeggios. Hall & Oates drum sounds. Divebombing video-game effects. Brittle guitar distortion. Manipulated tapes that bend the notes the way Shields' "glide guitar" did, the way bluesmen's fret fingers did. Field recordings of birds. Oohing and ahhing backing vocals. And samples, on at least two songs, of the elder Palomo, whose electro-rock approach was quite similar. All combine on eight or nine unforgettable songs and a few tantalizingly brief interludes, indelibly capturing the glamor and bleary malaise of being young and horny as an empire devours itself."
Briliant. Some choice picks.
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