"Our little baby's all growns up tonight" : Teen Daze Glacier reviewed
I find it all but impossible to listen to Teen Daze's third studio album Glacier and not think of this clip from Swingers, below. Vancouver producer Jamison seems ready to leave the arrested development of chill wave and be taken seriously as a musician.
He's always been talented enough for this, but one suspects Glacier is not only the vehicle to transported him to the sphere of 'critical consciousness', but it's also probably the first time he's tried to achieve such (not actually) lofty heights.
Gone are the sunny, youthful, beach-filled motifs. They've been replaced by, well, ice.
Teen Daze's formula of vox-synth-reverb hasn't gone anywhere, it's just been refocused. Glacier feels like an evolution of sorts for Jamison. Instead of creating really interesting, and sporadically transcendent, songs to listen to while you're high, he now seems to be focused on creating sonic landscapes that call to my actual land/reality.
Glacier is an insular, spacious, ambient affair. The lyrics are as unintelligible as ever, but that's besides the point. Musically Jamison is on the top of his game, exploring several nooks and crannies here that feel downright post-electronica. This may not be a very accessible record, especially for those who aren't already fans of the genre. Basically this is an album for chill wave fans who want more ambience and less pop.
Basically, this is a record for critics.
If there's a complaint to be had about Glacier, it's that the songs can run together if you're not listening intently. I suppose this is more a reflection of me and the fact that I'm far more susceptible to our ADHD society than I care to admit than it is Teen Daze, but it probably warrants mentioning.
I guess I could complain that Teen Daze didn't further explore his pop-side like I'd been hoping/praying he would. But being mad at an artist for not making the record you wanted is a fundamentally retarded exercise, so I'll pass.