
A raw, acoustic departure from stadium-sized pop. Jack Antonoff uses a single guitar and a ghostly saxophone to map the geography of nostalgia.
November 16, 2020 · RCA Records
This release marks a significant pivot for Bleachers, trading the neon-soaked, 80s-inspired maximalism of previous records for something far more skeletal and haunted. It sounds like a private conversation held in a dimly lit studio after everyone else has gone home. The central acoustic guitar is played with a percussive, almost frantic energy that contrasts with the hushed, intimate vocal delivery. It is a song about the persistence of memory and the way we cling to the past, mirrored in the metaphor of a 45 rpm record spinning endlessly.
How does 45 sound next to the rest of Bleachers's catalogue?
The production is built around stripped back than this artist usually allows.
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