

A number of the tracks suggest the new setting of Mac’s home life – as the final track states, “My House on the Water.” As a guy who lives on a (small, man made) lake, I can attest that this record gives off a vibe that is unmistakably faux-nautical, which plays into the paddle boat rock classification.Īnd yet, despite the change in Mac’s life, this record doesn’t sound too different from what we’ve come to expect from his catalog. The centerpiece of the record, “A Heart Like Hers,” is the most produced track on the record, featuring a lilting pump organ and the record’s longest running time (a baroque 4:03) – the song is the most meticulously composed of his career, featuring strong counter melody throughout.

This mini-LP – 8 songs, 24 minutes – is as strong of a collection of songs as DeMarco has ever released. Not quite as glamorous, or slick, but even more fun and just a little childish. Not that this is yacht rock, but it is yacht rock adjacent let’s call it paddle boat rock. The Flaming Lips once released a compilation called Finally, the Punk Rockers are Taking Acid – DeMarco’s could be called Finally, the Punk Rocker Embraces Christopher Cross. DeMarco himself, with his thrift store guitar, shitty baseball cap, and his ‘Wife of Bath’ gap in his teeth, doesn’t exactly give off the image of a guy making music that sounds this smooth. Another One is a melodic nap in a hammock, beer balanced on your gut, enjoying the breeze. There is a laconic sensibility that Mac DeMarco is able to produce that is virtually unparalleled.
