And Now – jj
It’s taken me awhile to get on the jj bandwagon, but I think I’m finally there. I thought their record last year was good but it never really struck me. I still picked up nº 3 and listened through a few times, thought it was nice, and set it aside for a few months. It’s only been in the last few weeks that I finally gave it the attention it deserves.
It’s that sort of record – unassuming, quiet, gently languid. They dabble in electro-pop, but this is a record meant to provide a soundtrack to late autumn sunsets, not to dance parties. It also evokes some Eno-inspired psychedelia, but only in a loose sense–it’s gently relaxing more than it’s explosively evocative. This is watercolors, not Jackson Pollack. But in a good way!
In short, it’s a dreamy piece of pop, which trails along with you, never really demanding your attention but rewarding you if you offer it. I’d have a hard time humming any of it, but that’s a feature not a bug. This is a record that invites you to experience the moment as nothing more than the path toward the next moment. There’s no particular need for memory or ego. You just drift…and everything seems right.