Get Delicious

Tame Impala Innerspeaker

That group of mates from Aus. that sound really, really groovy!

It is of the opinion of getdeliciousDOTnet that Tame Impala was the unknown explosion of 2010. They were however actually on peoples radars before 2010, make no mistake (especially if your radar covered music from the south Pacific i.e. Australia). By no means is this band really an explosive thing though, but they sound young and full of what it takes to blow the socks off of the doors of our future- if they just keep mining this nostalgic vein of rock and roll might. Tame Impala themselves are king of the compression in terms of everything they do. Never over the top. Never giving you everything. Never knowing when not to just stop working exactly. It’s like when it comes to extreme restraint, they’re sloppy somehow. That totally blows our minds too. Not just restraint, but total restraint. Potentially you could play Innerspeaker for your grandparents as well as your friends and no one would ask you to change the station. We have heard a person say, or at least it has been written down somewhere that the measure of entertainment is in its potential audience. Man, that is really true for Innerspeaker.

Tame Impala will trick you too. It is still not clear if the imperfections in the studio performances on the album are one of three things: actual blemishes; intended; the after effects of inhaling too much of, as track one says, “…smoking weed.” Whatever the hell they are, I really don’t know what Innerspeaker would be without them. It’s the feeling that makes you want to take your little brother to see his first R-rated movie. Something endearing and naive. Noticing the minimal imperfections of the physicality of Innerspeaker is both vainly gratifying and completely intimate. Maybe those are the same things, or maybe both of those things should always happen together? Some critics would say that anything less than complete solid fidelity is insincere and only worth the time it’s apparent that the artist took to complete their work. Whatever man! Only going to touch on this next idea for a sentence or two, but why haven’t any of these really “studied”/layered groups left us, the audience, with any gafs that can be found on a recording the likes of which a DVD gives us Easter eggs? The most immediate, bizarre example that comes to mind is the “COOKIES” line from the song “Hold On”, off of John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band LP. Now that type of thing isn’t necessarily studied or “intelligent”, but hell! if it don’t make you get a chunk of weed brownie clogged in your throat with “what the hell was that!?” It’s an intimacy thing. Some people just lack it in real life – they then need it from somewhere else. Some people can handle it in both real life and the space between the appreciator and the artist. Other humans also want that mystery and excitement of never really finding out. For those that can do it all/want it all, it’s Innerspeaker for your 2010.

It is the sincere hope, of we at getdelicious, be them imperfections or no imperfections, that the groovy, syrupy vintage thing Tame Impala does stay sticky.