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MARATHON ARTISTS, 2017
Pond’s third LP The Weather is as obscure as it is flamboyant. Pond has manufactured something truly unique here, combining dance pop beats with spacey, electronic textures all while consistently maintaining the wild and unmistakable personality Pond has become known for. While this record is at times reminiscent of something that could have been conjured up from the likes of Tame Impala (which makes sense, seeing as it was produced by Kevin Parker) it is beyond capable of standing on it’s own.
All of the tracks on The Weather exist in very obscure sonic territory. While most have dubbed Pond as a “psych-rock” outfit, this album explores and challenges that genre tag. Every track is ear catching in its own special way, but provides little to no resolution to the listener. In other words: it is nearly impossible to understand where a track will end once it begins. The 10 track record can at times feel like a train about to run off its tracks, almost as if a song is progressing in such an odd direction that there is no way for it to end other than in total chaos; however, that is not the case and each track wraps itself up neatly and at times in the least likely way possible.
What really stood out on this record was the fluidity between and within songs. In tracks like “Edge of the World (Parts I and II)” and “A/B” not only will the instrumentation strange, but nearly the entire composition will morph itself into a totally different track, making the album feel both playful and deliberate. The Weather also tactfully blends electronic and programmed elements with horns and other more traditional instrumentation which really rounds this record out into a diverse piece. The Weather showcases Pond’s continued experimentation with genre; persistently pushing the envelope and not for a second letting off the gas.