Die letzten Exemplare des 2010er Meisterwerks des vertrippten Chillwave meets Indie meets Stoner-Elektro-Pop.
You have to give it to Washed Out for trying damn hard to create a new sound that is not confined to any past era. The one-man-project of multi-instrumentalist Ernest Greene, he creates music in his parent’s house in rural South Carolina. He shuns corporate record moguls, and instead distributes limited numbers of cassettes to only his closest relations. He also shies away from media attention, and yet Washed Out has been raved over by critics and listeners alike. Greene seems to enjoy the allure of exclusivity and finds comfort in his lavish dream worlds, which could explain his latest creation, Life Of Leisure, a record that resembles a woozy Technicolor frolic through a field of opiates. Life Of Leisure plays like a sleepless night, where perception is enhanced and reality is altered. Many have come up with their own tags to describe this kind of music, which all are slightly imperfect phrases for describing a style that is generally one of the following: lackadaisical, hypnotic, cassette-recorded, affable yet not encouraging, pleasantly apathetic, sun-baked, slightly out of focus and… Washed Out.