This pairing choice might be the easiest one I’ve done since Odawas’ Michael James Tapscott is a dirty bastard, it was obvious. I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Tapscott is one of my favorites. I’ve said it a million times, but I could listen to him sing 24-7. His voice is a combination of opiates and maple syrup. It’s buttery smooth and wholly intoxicating. I’d be Tapscott’s huckleberry anytime. Reflections On A Pink Laser follows up their seminal work, The Blue Depths (one of my favorite records from the past decade) and while it might not reach the same heights, there’s a rich, boundless soul to the album that I can’t help but love. Like Dirty Bastard, it’s obvious from the start how much care and craft was put into the album.
The booziness of Dirty Bastard hits you right in the nose, but the underlying sweetness is like an ice-filled sandwich bag ready to immediately stop the bleeding. It’s such a complex beer that each successive sip brings out new flavors and aromas. Those vague maple syrup hints in Tapscott’s voice? They’re here, too. Smooth as silk and it’ll get you drunk before you even realize you’re buzzed. That’s the bastard at work and there’s a damn good reason it helped put Founders on the map.
With Odawas, their productions inhabit that same complexity with intricate webs of strings and synths and drum machines placed in very specific places. Reflections is impeccably written and produced, but it’s not polished; there’s raw nerves sticking out left and right and Tapscott satiates every last one of them with his goddamn voice. I’m drunk as hell on it and hoping he’ll sing me to sleep one of these days.
Reflections On A Pink Laser is out now via Bookmaker.
Full Disclosure: I did a ridiculous remix for “Silver Fish Temple” so there’s that (my remix is awesome, by the way).