MY WORLD ALONE - EPK
Words and music by Patrick Galactic
Patrick Galactic: Vocals, Synths, Guitar, Programming
Ian Sides: Bass
Mixed by Simon Nicol
Mastered by Rachel Field, Resonant Mastering
Artist: Patrick Galactic
Song: My World Alone
Genre: Pop, Dark Pop, Synth Pop, Indie
Release Date: 04/26/19
RIYL: Ariel Pink, Kurt Vile, Unknown Mortal Orchestra
Produced by Simon Nicol and Patrick Galactic
Hi Res Photos
All photos by Blazinspace
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.
You came in to my world alone, without a care
You brought me light, you brought me hope, erased my fear
And somewhere my sorrow fade, the world in your eyes was waiting
I give my love, I give my soul, without a care
But this anchor weighing on us both is mine to bear?
And somewhere the sky got hazy
The world in my eyes was crazy
I don’t want to hurt you, baby
Don’t make me hurt you, baby
Don’t make me hurt you, baby
My favorite part of Galactic’s record is the cohesiveness it conveys. The transitions in and out of each song are executed flawlessly and transform the EP into one continuous story with five chapters. By binding all the songs together as he does, Galactic keeps listeners interested for all 17 minutes of his EP.
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.
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.
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.”
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.
It’s a gem of a record that had me wishing it was a full on LP throughout the entire “sprawling, cinematic 17-minute auditory experience”.