Memory Tapes is a puzzler. His songs kind of have a Caribou-y Hot Chip-y feel but then throw in a little Neon Indian and season with 80s pop. It’s an interesting concoction and it’s been a chore to try to pin it to a genre. I guess the term is glo-fi or “chillwave.” Toro y Moi are in the same camp. In this case I think the genre isn’t important. The sound is diverse weaving from post-dilla beats, to weird Flylo-esque samples, to indie pop, to world music, to house and electronic. Part of the fun is tracing the songs as they morph and evolve over their duration. Listen to “Bicycles” and “Stop Talking” and see for yourself.
