The Singles Jukebox

On Sub Pop, releasing Actual Pop.

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Anthony Easton: I wonder if Sub Pop is still an arbiter of indie, or if it is now more of a regional label. This is a lovely, soulful (and Soulful) meander through an electronic forest, sometimes just lonely enough, just crooning enough, to have a ghostly Dionne Warwick heritage. Excellent onomatopoeic chorus, too. 
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Iain Mew: Maybe it’s a sign of indie rock’s slow development that The Shins’ crystal hymns and Tame Impala’s airless grooves fit together so easily from a decade apart, but maybe it’s a sign of Yuno’s unshowy skill.
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Nortey Dowuona: The boxy drums play catch with the bouncy bass and panting synths as Yuno soars like an eagle encased in an amber air shaft above it all. Niggas really love Tame Impala out here in NY. (Also that guitar solo is reverberating and glittering.)
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Alfred Soto: A fine guitar solo tethered to pointless falsetto. 
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Rebecca A. Gowns: Hypnotic, pacing, Yuno walking a high tightrope between anxiety and letting it all go. As it loops around and around, the repetition feels less like boring songwriting and more like stimming. Definitely the kind of song that gets stuck in your head, bouncing around your skull like a rubber ball.
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Edward Okulicz: Mushy indie-pop with refreshingly non-mushy singing, this probably has pretentions to something more than it is, but it’s full of tuneful parts that I’m humming long after it’s over. Especially that guitar solo, and the melody is pretty too. Weird that the least catchy part is the chorus, but you could sand this off and perk it up and give it to any pop star smart enough to want it and it would do serious numbers.
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Katherine St Asaph: Genial mid-tier festival fodder; would be perfectly fine to hear from a stage in the distance, mid-line for an empanada or something.
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