Car Seat Headrest Shares New Track ‘Cute Thing’

CAR SEAT HEADREST

Shares new track ‘Cute Thing’

From Twin Fantasy – out February 16
on Matador Records

* Playing at Auckland City Limits – March 3rd 2018 *

Car Seat Headrest today releases ‘Cute Thing’, the latest track to be previewed from forthcoming new album Twin Fantasy – a re-recorded, re-imagined new version of the 2011 self-released Bandcamp masterpiece of the same name – which will be out February 16th on Matador Records.

Following the release of singles ‘Beach Life In Death’ and ‘Nervous Young Inhumans’ (and its accompanying video that marked Toledo’s directorial debut), ‘Cute Thing’ is an ecstatic multi-part epic of unbridled yearning, flirtation, and abandon – pairing masterfully layered production with a combustible house-party reverie. Close listening will reveal an interpolation of They Might Be Giants’ ‘Ana Ng’, nods to James Brown and Frank Ocean (replacing the Bandcamp original’s nods to Dan Bejar and John Entwistle, respectively), and the unforgettable line “he died in an explosion / of mixed media / and poorly written reviews / and some stammering drunk who tried to tell him how good his shit was.”

With a seven-piece band in tow (including members of Naked Giants), Car Seat Headrest will bring its explosive and revelatory live show to New Zealand in early 2018 for Auckland City Limits on March 3rd, 2018 at Western Springs. Toledo and his band of troubadours first stepped foot in New Zealand for last year’s Laneway Festival in Auckland, proving to the southern hemisphere they are not ones to be missed! ACL festival details can be found here.

Toledo always knew he would return to Twin Fantasy. He never did complete the work. Not really. Never could square his grand ambitions against his mechanical limitations.  Listen to his first attempt, recorded at nineteen on a cheap laptop, and you’ll hear what Brian Eno fondly calls “the sound of failure” – thrilling, extraordinary, and singularly compelling failure.  Will’s first love, rendered in the vivid teenage viscera of stolen gin, bruised shins, and weird sex, was an event too momentous for the medium assigned to record it.

Even so, even awkward and amateurish, Twin Fantasy is deeply, truly adored. Legions of reverent listeners carve rituals out of it: sobbing over “Famous Prophets,” making out to ‘Cute Thing’, dancing their asses off as ‘Bodys’ climbs higher, higher. The distortion hardly matters. You can hear him just fine. You can hear everything. And you can feel everything: his hope, his despair, his wild overjoy. He’s trusting you – plural you, thousands of you – with the things he can’t say out loud. “I pretended I was drunk when I came out to my friends,” he sings – and then, caught between truths, backtracks: “I never came out to my friends. We were all on Skype, and I laughed and changed the subject.”

You might be imagining an extended diary entry, an angsty transmission from a bygone LiveJournal set to power chords and cranked to eleven. You would be wrong. Twin Fantasy is not a monologue. Twin Fantasy is a conversation. You know, he sings, that I’m mostly singing about you. This is Will’s greatest strength as a songwriter: he spins his own story, but he’s always telling yours, too. Between nods to local details – Harper’s Ferry, The Yellow Wallpaper, the Monopoly board collecting dust in his back seat – he leaves room for the fragile stuff of your own life, your own loves. From the very beginning, alone in his bedroom, in his last weeks of high school, he knew he was writing anthems. Someday, he hoped, you and I might sing these words back to him.

“It was never a finished work,” Toledo says, “and it wasn’t until last year that I figured out how to finish it.” He has, now, the benefit of a bigger budget, a full band in fine form, and endless time to tinker.  According to him, it took eight months of mixing just to get the drums right. But this is no shallow second take, sanitized in studio and scrubbed of feeling. This is the album he always wanted to make. It sounds the way he always wanted it to sound.

It’s been hard, stepping into the shoes of his teenage self, walking back to painful places. There are lyrics he wouldn’t write again, an especially sad song he regards as an albatross. But even as he carries the weight of that younger, wounded Toledo, he moves forward. He grows. He revises, gently, the songs we love so much. In the album’s final moments, in those “apologies to future me’s and you’s,” there is more forgiveness than fury.

This, Toledo says, is the most vital difference between the old and the new: he no longer sees his own story as a tragedy.

He’s not alone no more.

Car Seat Headrest –Twin Fantasy

1. My Boy (Twin Fantasy)

2. Beach Life-In-Death

3. Stop Smoking (We Love You)

4. Sober to Death

5. Nervous Young Inhumans

6. Bodys

7. Cute Thing

8. High to Death

9. Famous Prophets (Stars)

10. Twin Fantasy (Those Boys)

PRAISE:

“… Twin Fantasy 2017 transports us to a unique and fully-formed world, where this time the physical geography is still more affecting” – MOJO ????

“Prepare your feelings for Twin Fantasy” – Noisey

“… an alternately plaintive and thunderous epic that’s strong and smart enough to launch Toledo into his pantheon of scruffy slacker heroes.” – Uncut (8/10)

“… it’s a treat.” – Q ????

Pre-order Twin Fantasy
http://smarturl.it/TwinFantasy?

Listen to ‘Cute Thing’
Listen – http://mat-r.co/CuteThing

Listen to ‘Nervous Young Inhumans’
Listen – smartURL.it/NervousYoungInhumans
Watch – https://youtu.be/3NPATRzaF00

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