SECOND OF SPRING
BEACHES
[CHAPTER MUSIC]
A learned friend brought a French expression to my attention: "Trop de choix tue le choix" (Too much choice kills the choice). Let Beaches calm your farm. The Melbourne quintet have put out a double album that is a safe haven, a brain settler, a full wheel alignment over 76 gliding, gutsy minutes. Put on your headphones, flick ya phone to flight mode, drop out.
Turning's hearty refrain "Ah ahh, ah ahh, ah ahh, hah hah, hahhh hahhh" is stunning/simple. There are Oz-rock, cosmiche, psych and tribal vibes grooving through a wall-of-sound the band manifests (with a bit of help from John Lee). You can actually
feel your heart filling up with every chord on
September,
Arrow, and
Walk Around. Get thee to The AMP Shortlist.
/ MIKEY CAHILL
SOUNDS LIKE:
spring is sprung, the grass is riz
IN A WORD:
choice