Walls and walls and walls and walls...
In 2015 the use of the word “revival” is somewhat a running cliché currently. The past year or two we have seen a revival movement in nu metal, shoegaze, and even disco (Bruno Mars?). So when this label is slapped on a band it can often be viewed as a toxic, insincere cop-out that is just an excuse to rip off a favorite band of theirs. Luckily for a three-piece band from Indiana named Cloakroom, this revival isn’t just the digging up of an old body and making it dance with strings and pulleys, its breathing life into a stale and often over abused genre. Taking elements of psychedelic, blues, stoner rock, emo, and lo-fi, “Further Out” becomes an album that is dripping with originality.
Influence is one thing, imitation is another, and Cloakroom wear there influences like a newly engaged fiancée showing off her ring. Hints of Hum, Failure, and My Bloody Valentine are dropped throughout the album, but never over stay their welcome, and never overtake Cloakroom’s own stylistic atmosphere. Atmosphere is key in this album, and with the opening song “Paperweight,” it's clear just exactly what is to be expected for the rest of the album.
You might find yourself on the bottom of a murky ocean or you might find yourself floating on clouds so high above anything else that time alone seems to come to a halt. The slow and dreamy pace this album unflinchingly moves at is forgivable due to the sheer beauty that Cloakroom creates. Waves and waves of distortion and bass will hit you, not dissimilar to oceanic tides, coming in and out, conducted by pounding (and I mean literally pounding) drum and cymbal work.
Cloakroom knows what Cloakroom is supposed to sound like. Listeners could be turned off by the lack of variation, the often over drawn tracks (Clean Moon, Sylph), and over all slow moving atmosphere. But as some might view as one-dimensional, it could also be viewed as staying true to their sound. “Further Out” will be best ingested late at night on a long walk with head phones loud, hood up, and space to let your mind wander. It might be the only album of 2015 that you can fall asleep to, while banging your head.
by Andy Wilcox (@wilco204)