With attribute ambiguity, Eric Schroeder describes “Emily” as a tune “whipped in a crock from the candy cream of time.”
He continues: “It’s a piece ballad, a highway tune, a hymn—a tune like a truck driver who ate the incorrect mushroom and didn’t get excessive.”
Cat’s Recreation, the San Diego-bred singer/songwriter’s third full-length launch, is on the market April 11 by way of Enabler No. 6. The album was produced by Grammy winner Rob Schnapf (Elliott Smith, Kurt Vile, X) at his Mant Sounds studio in Los Angeles. Its meaty full-band sound—courtesy of bassist/engineer Matt Schuessler, drummer Jake Richter and keyboardist Aidan Finn—is the right supply methodology for Schroeder’s craftiest and most irreverent batch of songs to this point.
A particular spotlight, “Emily” is a mesmerizing swirl of angular, Pavement-inspired indie rock, trippy energy pop and the type of parched troubadour fare one would anticipate from a fan of Townes Van Zandt and Gram Parsons. Pay attention carefully, and chances are you’ll discover one thing else.
“There’s not a single guitar on the monitor—it’s all harpsichords and tablas,” says Schroeder, earlier than getting again to the enterprise of being as cryptic as attainable. “Another person wrote the phrases, however I’ve but to fulfill her. Looks like she’s most likely not a pleasant gal—or a minimum of she appears that method as a result of the phrases are so insecure. Staring out my window over and below a mountain cross, it snows. I feel I noticed her strolling on the market this morning.”
We’re proud to premiere Eric Schroeder’s “Emily.”
—Hobart Rowland
