It’s the first sign of bad weather, though he seems to keep a silver lining nearby should he need it.ĭeMarco nearly solicits a wink-and-nudge on the schlocky synth ballad “For the First Time,” where disproportionately cheesy lyrics mirror a kind of puppy love role play. The song broods in a current of doleful rearview reminiscence, with every instrumental moment seemingly draped within a gray cloud. It begins sleepily, DeMarco admitting “Sometimes my love may be put on hold/Sometimes my heart may seem awful cold” while a loose Neil Young rhythm ripples beneath. On This Old Dog, the intimacy of those demos seems to have shown through, as aside from a couple of tracks, the record is steeped in the more somber tones of acoustic guitars, moody synths and drum machines.Ī song as melancholy as the title track peels back his infamous tongue-in-cheek disposition. A move from Queens to Los Angeles allowed time for his new demos to marinate a bit longer than he is normally in the habit of permitting. As an anti-star who, at his heart, would likely be happy playing in a Midwest basement for beer money, DeMarco possesses innately strong songwriting abilities, endearing him to bedroom lo-fi purists and besandled Parrotheads alike.
The void left by the disappearance of much of Mac’s subtle ribbing is arresting, bringing to mind the initial shock felt by early listeners of Beck’s bummer-study standout Sea Change. The heavy-lidded jams of Demarco’s breakthrough record 2, and later on Salad Days, are largely absent on This Old Dog, replaced by the sounds of a more introspective crooner staring mortality right in the eyeballs.
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So it goes, albeit somewhat sooner than expected with the crown prince of goofy pop, Mac DeMarco. Whether you want it to or not, the dreaded fangs of adulthood sooner or later gnash at everyone.
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