On the Horizon: Scrubbing Up, Lab Coast.

On the Horizon: Scrubbing Up, Lab Coast.

There’s nothing quite like a punningly alluring nom de plume and whether that be Joy Orbison or Com Truise, it coats a first impression in an albeit superficial patina of further intrigue. Were I to forge a band right around now, I’d probably go with Waste Coasts and in keeping with wordplay of a wry sartorial theme here’s Calgary outfit Lab Coast. Unabashedly schooled in the Bradford Cox school of slackened melancholy, Chris Dadge et al. trend in similarly wistful odes to forgotten summers although unassuming standout As Usual, replete with lyrics lamenting the “apathetic society” that has all but engulfed us all irrespective of geographical situation, more accurately recalls Lockett Pundt’s Spooky Action At A Distance LP of yesteryear. It has that same ramshackle snare battery; the overwhelmingly reticent vocal; the predominantly major key chord progression made to err on the side of the immensely minor. And it makes for an immensely magnificent listen.

Lab Coast’s SoundCloud.

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