Ariel Pink so chill that he’s included bro in the name of his new duo with Jorge Elbrecht. The group is officially titled, “Jorge Elbro,” and I can imagine Ariel Rosenberg smirking about the name through the smoke. As in the case of many legitimately brilliant talents, Pink seems to get less love from the underground now that he’s no longer their secret. For my Buck Fifty, he’s refined his talents to the point where he no longer feels the compulsion to release everything — just the gems.
This is another one. The vocals shrouded in reverb and dirt on some “I started chillwave and this the motherfucking thanks I get” effect. There are also tints of shoegaze and the grunge-rock breakdown jam at the end. Pink still the record nerd made good, his gift for melody elevating the dollar bin-diving approach to creation. At only 35, he has already usurped Pink’s Hot Dogs among local color-inclined icons.
