Small Black, you had me at “Despicable Dogs.” The star single of your self-titled debut EP (Jagjaguwar; 2010).
Late to the chillwave party, I recently stumbled upon the fourtet’s 2010 LP, New Chain (Jagjaguwar; 2010), and it put me in a reflectronic, romantic mood (if you’ll excuse the portmanteau). Small Black have managed to draw from the indiesphere’s upsurge of ’80s anamnesis by wisely recording in their hometown locale, Delaware, and getting away from the echo chamber of revival trends that presently crowd their New York borough. While these Brooklyn-based chillwavers seem to fall in line with their ’80s revivalist colleagues — Twin Shadow, Neon Indian, Wild Nothing, Com Truise, M83, Washed Out — they do manage to conjure the painful, new wave nostalgia of a decade’s worth of eyeliner melancholy. As an unabashed romanticist in my own right, it made for an ideal trip. Continue reading →