I started writing for TSS three years ago in the summer of 2010. I was going to be a college junior and knew I liked music, so I badgered the hell of Gotty to let me join the crew. Around the same time, I started habitually playing Wavves’ King of the Beach because it just made sense. I was an idiot 20 year old and the rambunctious riffs of Wavves’ second album made sense to me in the same way Green Day’s Dookie did when I first started listening to it in middle school–all cynical suburban malaise and that lost feeling you get when you kind of know what you want to do but really don’t.
Anyways, I remember posting a few things on Wavves as some of my first pieces for the site. They bombed, and rightfully so: TSS was all Hip-Hop, all the time in 2010. As it should be. But Wavves–despite frontman Nathan Williams’ recalcitrance to almost anything–makes infectious music for fans of any genre. This aesthetic is still apparent on the group’s fourth album, Afraid of Heights, which is well worth the continual stream over at NPR.
Oftentimes I still don’t know what I want to do with my life. Neither does Williams. He laments (as he’s wont to do) on Afraid of Height‘s “Sail to the Sun,” “We’ll all die alone, just the way we lived.” But it’s good to know I have this catchy-as-all-hell album in the back pocket for when I’m going static. And, most important, it’s something to write about.