Stoned and sometimes pleasantly shapeless, Tamaryn’s debut record is primed for late summer. The Waves is grayed-out and spacious, with woozy, lush textures similar to those dealt by recent one-offs like Deerhunter affiliate Lotus Plaza, or beloved acts like Ride, whose early ‘90s outings rank as some of the most creative of the much-ballyhooed shoegaze golden era. YOU’LL READ WHAT ELSE I SAY AT BLURT, NOW.
