On their debut album, Casual Future gets into character as musicians from the slacker set, slinging well-penned quips filled with cynicism and absurdity, while keeping pretty level heads.Â Itâ€™s a well-balanced act owing much to lead singer Scott Spiceâ€™s almost ho-hum delivery, dancing drunkenly over lyrics finely calculated and clever.
This slouchy posture is propped up by the steady hand of Todd Jacops, on double duty as the entirety of the rhythm section.Â Acoustic strumming throughout is tempered by Dustin Thomasâ€™s caustic lead, often following ably, but perhaps foregrounded too infrequently.
Establishing their conceptual cleverness with opener â€œAbbrev.,â€ momentum threatens to dead-end with similar sounding grooves on â€œLight Pollutionâ€ and â€œUnder the Affluence.â€Â Itâ€™d be a shame to step off here, as â€œBury Me on the Moonâ€ starts a string of standout songs simultaneously left of center and more pop-informed, book-ended by the stellar â€œEveryone Wants a Debutante.â€
The band does well to stray from their comfort zone, as the culmination of the record dives back into a sonic territory that risks becoming indistinguishable.Â Itâ€™s in this portion of the record that the band strikes a genuine emotional chord, achieving more through nuance.Â Nate Schneibleâ€™s acumen for production shines here, with studio atmospherics providing a narrative texture for the albumâ€™s artful final arc. Â Closer â€œMelatoninâ€ is a succinct summation of the albumâ€™s virtues, a chorus of voices chiming in to help Scott usher the listener out in an eerie, heart warming way.
– by Matt Collander