Dylan Shearer - Afterwhile
So take the label responsible for many of the releases from The Sandwitches, add sophomore release from Dylan Shearer, aka San Francisco’s elusive pop wizard, and some glowing praise from Tim of the Fresh & Onlys,and you’ve got a slam dunk record. This track ^^^ has got me mesmerized, on repeat and hooked. A little haunty & sad sounding, yet somehow dripping of pop and it never fails to make me smile. Cannot wait for this fantastic LP to drop.
“There is a new specter among us. Dylan Shearer’s throaty baritone seems to have been borne on the slow-moving winds off some far-away coast. Plaintive and honest, his voice recalls Syd Barrett, Bill Fay, Skip Spence, and others whose words and melodies never seemed in a rush to get anywhere, yet always arrived fully formed in the listener’s ear nonetheless. Porchpuddles, Shearer’s second full length and first for San Francisco’s hodge-podge Empty Cellar records, is rare in its perfect timelessness. Sounds are heard and understood perfectly, yet the combination of these sounds is beyond a simple pop understanding. Songs of longing and songs of seeming indifference are bedded together seamlessly. Perhaps, questions about the record’s origin and its mysterious creator will abound, for taken at face value, Porchpuddles has little to no recognizable counterpart in today’s one-hit warehouse. Indeed, there is a new specter among us; let us all welcome in the ghost of the present.”