Physical Thrills

This record is alive. No, I haven’t completely lost it…. yet. I mean it sits somewhere in between a collection of songs and an imaginary friend. A friend that from March of 2020 to April of 2021 would not only introduce itself to me, but keep me company through that time of intense isolation. A friend that would remind me that in this instance, the whole world was feeling the same way as well. A comforting, playful, sometimes frightened, often delighted friend. A friend that was finally introduced to Butch Vig, once we got vaccinated, and blew through his studio like a tornado made of cotton candy, leaving little pieces of residue everywhere. But most importantly, this friend REALLY doesn’t give a fuck. I know. That sounds brash. I just mean it’s a thing that is truly free. And now, this little living headspace no longer visits me. I visit it through this album. I hope you like it. My friend wouldn’t care. Little rascal.

It’s no return to form, but the alt-rock band’s sixth album taps into a well of quarantine-bound inspiration for some of their most varied and carefree songs in over a decade.

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Silversun Pickups - Physical Thrills review: A brilliant course correction.