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Salad Days LP

ā€œAs I’m getting older, chip up on my shoulderā€¦ā€ is the opening line from Mac DeMarco’s second full-length LP Salad Days, the follow up to 2012’s lauded ā€˜Mac DeMarco 2. Amongst that familiar croon and lilting guitar, that initial line from the title track sets the tone for an LP of a maturing singer/songwriter/producer: someone strangely self-aware of the positives and negatives of their current situation at the ripe old age of 23.

Written and recorded around a relentless tour schedule (which picked up all over again as soon as the LP was done), Salad Days gives the listener a very personal insight into what it’s all about to be Mac amidst the craziness of a rising career in a very public format. The lead single, ā€œPassing Out Pieces,ā€ set to huge overdriven organ chords, contains lines like ā€œā€¦never been reluctant to share, passing out pieces of meā€¦ā€ Clearly, this isn’t the same record that breezily gave us ā€œDreaminā€™ā€ and ā€œOde to Viceroy,ā€ but the result of what comes from their success. ā€œChamber of Reflection,ā€ a track featuring icy synth stabs and soulful crooning, wouldn’t be out of place on a fantasy Shuggie Otis and Prince collaboration. Standout tracks like these show Mac’s widening sound, whether insights into future directions or even just welcome one-off forays into new territory.

Still, this is musically, lyrically and melodically good old Mac DeMarco, through and through. The same crisp John Lennon / Phil Spector era homegrown lush production that could have walked out of Geoff Emerick’s mixing board in 1972, but with that peculiar Mac touch that’s completely of right now. ā€œBrother,ā€ a complete future classic, is Mac at his most soulful and easygoing but with that distinct weirdness and bite that can only come from Mr. DeMarco.ā€œTreat Her Betterā€ is rife with ā€œMac-isms,ā€ heavily chorused slinky lead guitar, swooning vocal melodies, effortless chords that come along only after years of effort, and the other elements seriously lacking in independent music: sentiment and heartfelt sincerity.

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ā€œAs I’m getting older, chip up on my shoulderā€¦ā€ is the opening line from Mac DeMarco’s second full-length LP Salad Days, the follow up to 2012’s lauded ā€˜Mac DeMarco 2. Amongst that familiar croon and lilting guitar, that initial line from the title track sets the tone for an LP of a maturing singer/songwriter/producer: someone strangely self-aware of the positives and negatives of their current situation at the ripe old age of 23.

Written and recorded around a relentless tour schedule (which picked up all over again as soon as the LP was done), Salad Days gives the listener a very personal insight into what it’s all about to be Mac amidst the craziness of a rising career in a very public format. The lead single, ā€œPassing Out Pieces,ā€ set to huge overdriven organ chords, contains lines like ā€œā€¦never been reluctant to share, passing out pieces of meā€¦ā€ Clearly, this isn’t the same record that breezily gave us ā€œDreaminā€™ā€ and ā€œOde to Viceroy,ā€ but the result of what comes from their success. ā€œChamber of Reflection,ā€ a track featuring icy synth stabs and soulful crooning, wouldn’t be out of place on a fantasy Shuggie Otis and Prince collaboration. Standout tracks like these show Mac’s widening sound, whether insights into future directions or even just welcome one-off forays into new territory.

Still, this is musically, lyrically and melodically good old Mac DeMarco, through and through. The same crisp John Lennon / Phil Spector era homegrown lush production that could have walked out of Geoff Emerick’s mixing board in 1972, but with that peculiar Mac touch that’s completely of right now. ā€œBrother,ā€ a complete future classic, is Mac at his most soulful and easygoing but with that distinct weirdness and bite that can only come from Mr. DeMarco.ā€œTreat Her Betterā€ is rife with ā€œMac-isms,ā€ heavily chorused slinky lead guitar, swooning vocal melodies, effortless chords that come along only after years of effort, and the other elements seriously lacking in independent music: sentiment and heartfelt sincerity.