“PATRICK GALACTIC IS THE BEST SINGER/SONGWRITER FROM CANADA TO PORTLAND.”
Seattle psych pop artist Patrick Galactic has endeared himself to northwest audiences with magnetic live performances and surreal, cerebral storytelling. His fusion of cinematic electro-psych with a lavish pop sensibility has drawn comparisons to Ariel Pink, Kurt Vile, and Unknown Mortal Orchestra. His newest release, the synth-pop singalong “My World Alone” and forthcoming EP “No Future to Fear” represent a shift in Galactic’s creative arch.
“My World Alone” reimagines the classic crooner as a toxic male bemoaning his inability to connect as ethereal synths boogie against an infectious bass line. Cosmic funk and irresistible pop hooks create a wonky swagger as Galactic’s narcissistic narrator airs his utter lack of self-awareness. “No Future to Fear” promises a darker, existential, lo-fi psychedelia that expands and unites the many sounds that Galactic has explored to date.
This brilliant push and pull highlights the dangerous jazz below the song’s surface, the trembling psychedelia that gives rise to our predatory nature. It is a refreshing and, at times hilarious, glimpse into the fractured mind, and it all works to make Patrick Galactic a full-fledged and endearing human.”
I’ve been a fan of space-folk troubadour Patrick Galactic since hearing his great 2016 EP, Running from the Sun. Galactic’s songs split the difference between Americana, glacial electronic music, and melodic psychedelia–Gram Parsons as Major Tom, in a space ship shuddering during reentry. It’s a sound flush with warmth, even as it’s imbued with an undercurrent of haunted expansiveness.
It takes a special kind of courage to go full-on, heart-on-sleeve sincere amidst an art form that traffics in detached cool, and that total commitment gives the songs on this lovely grower of an EP their quiet power.
Running from the Sun is an ambitious, well-arranged outing, applying the kind of sonic tinkering bands bring to a double album to a brief 17 minutes.