First off, I’d like to apologize for not having an article up yesterday. Things happened and the internet decided to take a crap that lasted until a couple of hours ago. As penance, I’ll be writing up two pieces today! Radiation City’sÂ SynestheticaÂ is the first of these. Radiation City, if you’re unfamiliar, are a Portland-based band and they’ve been gaining some steam outside of that unofficial “indie mecca.” The first single available fromÂ Synesthetica, “Juicy,” would make any Elephant Six fan smile with glee (along with the album cover) – suffice it to say it’s psychedelia for the modern age with equal parts pop and rock elements. AsÂ Polyvinyl Records notes (the only suspect you should think of with a release like this), Radiation City usually operating as a democracy made this album as a monarchy – that is, only Cameron Spies and Lizzy Ellison had the reins. There were some bumps in the road, but Synesthetica is almost here. Listen to “Juicy” below via the SoundCloud player and see what you think of it. Cheers!
In late 2013, with two well-received full-lengths and an EP under its belt, Radiation City got the itch. The band had built a strong following in its native Portland and connected with fans around the world, and from the outside, the path seemed clear enough: find a great producer to work with and further develop the smooth, space-age doo-wop sound that had put them on the map in the first place.
But on the inside, things werenâ€™t so simple. Cameron Spies and Lizzy Ellison, Radiation Cityâ€™s founding couple, were falling apart. Rad City, a tight-as-family band that always seemed to work so effortlessly off- and onstage, was on the verge of calling it quits.
Then a funny thing happened: Spies and Ellison got together to record some new, urgent and semi-spontaneous songs and rediscovered that old magic. â€śNone of it felt rushed, or belabored,â€ť Spies says. â€śIt was honest and unafraid.â€ť
Of course, it was also the product of just 40 percent of the group. So, in the face of ambivalence and the bandâ€™s impending implosion, Ellison and Spies decided to do something theyâ€™d never done before -- they transformed Radiation City from a democracy into a monarchy. They curated a new tracklist for the third full-length (half new songs and half old ones), enlisted Unknown Mortal Orchestraâ€™s Riley Geare to be their studio drummer, and found their great producer in John Vanderslice (Spoon, Death Cab For Cutie) of Tiny Telephone Studios.
The bandâ€™s issues didnâ€™t end with these revelationsâ€”Spies and Ellison broke up temporarily and called off their wedding, one band member was let go, and only half of the group went to San Francisco to record the tracks for the new albumâ€”but the die was cast.
Radiation City was not going to polish up its old style for Synesthetica; it was going to completely overhaul both its process and its sound. After recording with Vanderslice, the band took its new directive back to Portland and turned to Jeremy Sherrer (Modest Mouse, Gossip) at Ice Cream Party to flesh out its studio sessions.
In contrastâ€”or, perhaps, in responseâ€”to all the human drama involved in creating Synesthetica, the album itself turned into something otherworldly. â€śWe were trying to get to a place where cultural constructs didnâ€™t mean anything,â€ť Spies says. â€śWe wanted to destroy the barriers between all the things we keep separate in our daily lives.â€ť
Based on the condition known as synesthesia, whereby a person links one sensual experience with another (for Ellison, who experiences it, that means seeing specific colors when she hears different musical sounds), Synesthetica is a place where multi-sensory experience is commonplace; where feelings and definitions blend and melt, and surreality becomes reality.
Synesthetica means a lot of other things for Radiation City, too. The band is sensual and synthetic in equal turnsâ€”just check out the Bond-worthy â€śButterâ€ť or the explosive â€śMilky Whiteâ€ť for proof. Synthesizers comprise a major piece of the bandâ€™s musical puzzle, especially on the trippy â€śJuicyâ€ť and the minimal â€śSugar Broom,â€ť which nods toward Portland legends (and Rad City homies), STRFKR. And an interest in retro-futurism, which the title subtly implies, has been a hallmark of its sound and visual aesthetic from the get-go (as the sweeping space-tango, â€śFutures,â€ť reminds us).
The word synesthetica is the summation of a pivotal third album that, from the outside, probably seems as effortless as every other Radiation City release. Synesthetica almost killed this band, but instead, it serves as the opening salvo of a monumental second act, and Radiation City is invincible.
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