And so the progression from rough and ready fuzzy shoegazing to all-out summer pop is complete for The Pains of Being Pure at Heart. This is about a handclap away from the twee shelf, but let me be very clear about something: that is no bad thing.
From a self-titled debut awash with lo-fi fuzz to the shininess on show here is… actually it’s not that much of a stretch. The melody and the knack for casually tossing out something catchy has always been in their music; it’s just no longer obscured by feedback or reverb.
Lovely, happy stuff.
The new album, Days of Abandon, is out on April 22nd.