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Sometimes the music we need the most doesn’t start with love on first listen. Tastes and preferences, I’ve learned, evolve if we let them. And to this day it’s my favorite three-minutes of rock music. Something cosmically distant yet unknowingly familiar - demanding us not to worry.įor whatever inexplicable reason, that’s what I hear. And then Parker, like a shaman synced to a higher dimension, channels reassurance. I think it has to do with suffering and the stories we tell ourselves. There’s something cathartic about his stretch of the song that I’m drawn to, and while I can’t grasp exactly what it is, I do have an idea. The melody evolves louder and for three minutes charges with power before erupting in crescendo with the rioting crowd. Parker builds tension like he’s charming a boa constrictor. A vindictive bass-line thumps as the tempo of the wah-pedaled riff picks up. Halfway into the live recorded version, the band veers the song into a spacey, transitory place. His only companion while he mulls over what’s next: a half-full glass of wine. The song, a fan favorite that I’m pretty sure Hendrix would’ve loved, is about the dissolution of a relationship told through the mind of a man who has ostensibly been stood up.
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I remember emerging from my trance to a live version of a song called Half Full Glass Of Wine. These are songs that value equanimity over ego, and I was attracted to them. At each stage of Tame Impala’s evolution there are songs related to the nature of time and consciousness: Desire Be Desire Go, Lucidity, Solitude Is Bliss, The Bold Arrow Of Time, Be Above It, Let It Happen, The Less I Know The Better, The Moment, Breathe Deeper, Tomorrow’s Dust. Parker has an ethereal style of singing that pairs well with what he’s singing about. Synth-layered melodies found idle areas of my mind like technicolor parachutes falling across a grayscale sky. One song knotted to the next with threads of pulsing bass-line. They were catchy, clean, and then would shred the way guitar solos do. For the first time, I heard how distinct the drum patterns were. Over the next three hours, Tame Imapala’s discography blared into my subconscious like a kaleidoscopic airstrike. Chilled air conditioning overruled the heat and there was something comforting in the hum of our southbound trajectory that had me drifting off, in a matter of minutes, to one of those half-awake-psychedelic naps. Then, on an oppressively humid day last August, wedged in a Peter Pan bus from Boston to Chinatown, I decided to give Mr. Parker recently revealed that he lied to his first record label about Tame Impala being a band instead of his own solo project, mainly because he was “kind of shy.” This little insight re-engaged my interest in the music.
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And the opposite of what I expected from a globetrotting headliner. The touring members are borrowed from the band POND(a reputable rock act in their own right, and Parker’s peers from the Perth neo-psych scene.) That a solo project of Tame Impala’s accolades would be concealed by its creator as a group seemed like a rare portrayal of humility amid the Instagram-soaked standards of celebrity culture today. All instrumental and songwriting credits go to him. So what changed? A friend clued me in on the lesser known fact that the band was actually the sole creative output of one man.
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That’s how it goes, right? Easier on the ego to assume we won’t enjoy the things we haven’t made the effort to understand. It was as if the trippy rock band from Perth were only accessible to a certain caliber of musical Jedi, and without the force was I. For years their experimental sound was too different, too foreign to fit inside my preconceived box of ‘good music’… whatever that meant. Ironically, I didn’t like Tame Impala at first. They say people never change but that's bullshit, they do One of my favorites from Tame Impala is a slow, pretty, bass-driven number called “Yes I’m Changing.” The song, which sounds like a retrofitted 50s prom ballad, is both an ode to personal growth and mourning of what is lost in the process of reinvention.