A lot of bands buy into a sound, or sounds. Sometimes its a curse (I can’t help thinking that the much-lauded Strypes are going to eventually run into trouble) sometimes its a pastiche. Occasionally its brilliant. For Bloomington, Indiana four piece Triptides, it comes down very firmly on the latter. The band, which started out as a bedroom project for Glenn Brigman and Josh Menashe has developed over time into a full band, adding drummer Josh Morrow and Dylan Sizemore on bass to their vocals and guitar playing to produce this sort of psychedelic, Byrds-meets Merseybeat with a little bit of Teenage Fanclub thrown in there.
The album is the follow-up to Sun Pavilion, and is out via Stroll On records on December 2nd. The band has upped the game in the production stakes , and brought in legendary sound man Bill Inglot to master the record. The DIY ethos is still there though, the band having recorded the album in songwriter Brigmans bedroom, in the bands studio built there.
Broadly, the bands sound on this record breaks into three sections, although to an extent they all merge, and are drawn together by this echoey almost druggy haze about the whole thing. There’s the Byrds-ish Psych numbers, such as opener Set You Free, which chimes and seduces you, it’s dreaminess almost tangible, before accelerating to a thrilling end. Prediction follows on from this, and only highlights that these boys have what it takes on the melody front, able to draw something both beautiful and memorable out of the songs. Elsewhere Can you see me, the Rickenbacker heavy Tapestry and the Shuffling Mystery are all highlights.
The band show another side in songs such as Couch Surfer and possibly the loveliest song on the album (choices, choices) Night Owl, with proper 1963/4 style Beatlesish, or Merseybeat tracks. Both tracks are sort of reflective, rose-tinted homages to those past times, Night Owl going one step further, bursting into this Stones like blues instrumental to close.
Towards the end of the album, the band rely a little more on straight up indie pop, almost using Teenage Fanclub as a blueprint to success (in actual fact, I couldn’t think of a better blueprint to use) and so we get these lovely, charming songs, such as Visions and Sundown, that roll sumptuously of your ears, but are typified by album closer My Love.
Triptides, they’ll always be an hour in my day for you. It’s been a pleasure.