Album Review: Grandaddy - Last Place

Modesto space psych-popsters Grandaddy return triumphantly from the playful opening salvo of Way We Won't, their first album in 11 years upholding the band's languorous legacy from the get-go.

Frontman Jason Lytle's wistful falsetto floats atop finely sculpted soundscapes — impressive studio wizardry filling out the margins — and his arrangements excel throughout, whether in the persistent nag of Brush With The Wild or the schizophrenic glory of Chek Injin. While the second half delves into melancholy — even revisiting techno-anxiety on A Lost Machine — Last Place unravels as a beautiful, laidback journey from start to finish.