Genres are funny things, all too often just easy handles to grab on to, especially for the imaginationally challenged or the hard of thinking. They might be okay for music that sounds a lot like something you have heard before, but who wants that sort of music in their life? You might as well go and watch a tribute band! (urgh!) No, the best music is that which defies easy categorization, or better still, requires you to make up entirely new labels to define the sound succinctly. Which is why I have concluded that Messy Eater makes “bliss-pop!” (You’ll all be using the term by this time tomorrow.)
I mean, listen to the new one, “Anything for an easy life,” and deny that such a tag isn’t perfect. As its gently infectious grooves and seductive, soulful sound wash over you, its pop vibe and slow-dance rhythms entrance and excite you, the sentiment and the sonics fuse as one, and the easy sensation and the lyrical promotion of taking the path of least resistance through life bond at a fun, fluid counterpoint.
Pop isn’t supposed to be this clever, but in the hands of Pete Bott, the genius behind the sound, this oft-maligned genre is turned from quickly daubed street graffiti into the splendor of the Sistine Chapel ceiling!
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