[Album Review] Lacey Spacecake: The Stars Have Left The Sky
Fucking hell, this is a fantastic album.
That might be hyperbole, that might be an overstatement. Neither term applies when listening to the latest release from Lacey Spacecake, "THE STARS HAVE LEFT THE SKY", available on Bandcamp. Lacey Spacecake is one of many musical aspects- we won't call her an alter-ego- of DiY auteur Automne Zingg. Zingg being the California born, NY based former bassist for Cat Fancy and a host of other formidable post-punk bands, as well as one half of the band TROOPS.
There's always been a palpable sense of superior coolness and the elusive 'cred' about Zingg-related projects and this album is no different- there's no restless pursuit online to get reviews or likes, there's no tangible agenda for further fame or exposure. Zingg goes by her own pace, comes off as entirely unconcerned whether or not you hear her work or not- SHE knows it's fantastic. And she's right.
"The Stars Have Left The Sky" obtain ALL the stars from this reviewer. It is, all at once, instantly accessible, ruthlessly catchy, and infused with all sorts of musical brilliance and fantastic hooks. Every Lacey Spacecake release (5 releases online as of this writing) promises several earworms and sing-a-long choruses and this one is no different.
From the album cover alone- illustrated by Automne Zingg- you are drawn into something pulsating with a familiar magic, a subtle melancholy and devious excitement at rediscovering things you thought that you forgot. Like the burnt smell of the autumn air when you're walking around at night looking at halloween decorations- there's something, dare I say it, iconic about Lacey Spacecake material while still delivering you all sorts of shades you didn't expect.
"Knock Knock Knocking Off" is one of the greatest 'step off' songs to harassers and cat-callers ever recorded but delivered in such instantly relatable lo-fi pop you might be forgiven for taking that for granted. "Wherever You Go, There You Are", which will now forever have it's music video imprinted in my mind when I hear it (look it up on YouTube- it's glorious) is one of the most uplifting "good riddance to bad rubbish" songs I've ever heard, which is only presuming I'm correct about it's intent as a song. Fair-weather friends, don't bother me- just get to where you're going. A fantastic chorus which could easily lend itself to several interpretations.
"A Crimson Doll" is dreamy, transcendent- a juxaposed and subtly off-putting effect in many Lacey Spacecake songs- the uplifting and head-nodding accessibility of Zingg's riffs and hooks interlaced with much more heavier lyrical content. Of course it's all subjective and one gets the feeling all of this is par for the course for the apparently unflappable artist.
Not enough is written about Zingg's work as a bassist which often delves into melodic lead work, ala Joy Division or early New Order- her playing is fantastic and all over this album. I kept waiting for a weak, filler track. Per usual, there aren't any- perhaps because she works and delivers at her own pace, following her own muse. Lacey Spacecake is a delight. You should go get lost in her world.