Quilt embodies the antique charm of
its namesake and as such has me recalling all sorts of memories that may or may
not be real. The song “Commodity Spectre” from its March Appropriation release feels like a lucid stroll through a
dream led by faint apparitions from times past (again with the weird
memories). But maybe that vagueness of
origin is what lends “Commodity Spectre” such a feel of overwhelming
authenticity. A stomping baritone lead opens the song, speckled by a hazy
guitar line that shimmers and falters, fades to oblivion and bounces back like
fireflies in a field. Of the three
voices that meander the song, none take a concrete lead, preferring instead to
remain as reflections of one another.
And the refrain – a loose expansion of the verse – is the affirmation of
a fleeting joy, a quick dip into concrete form before a return to the psych
void. Dig in and veg out, this one’s a
bit of a trip.
DOWNLOAD: Commodity Spectre [mp3]