Album Review: Melody's Echo Chamber - Melody’s Echo Chamber

A little bit of fuzzy psychedelia appears to be a popular choice to bring in summer. This particular example begins with a spacy fairytale – a French girl from the indie rock scene meets a long-haired Australian boy at a party in Paris (of course) and they combine musical talents. 

As producer on Melody's Echo Chamber, Tame Impala's Kevin Parker is beginning to prove that he does, in fact, have a finger in nearly every pie. This particular pie is a trippy wonderland that is so much fun to get lost in. Melody Prochet is the vital other half of this duo, the Birkin to his Gainsborough. There is an unmistakeable Tame Impala vibe to this album, the same kaleidoscopic feelings and distortions pulsing out from guitars and synths, held in place by wondrous '70's drum beats. Prochet's ethereal vocals float over the instrumental rides, and the result is so achingly cool it should be illegal. Bisou Magique is an almost Air-like track, had those fellow-Frenchmen been more into distortion, while Quand Vas Tu Rentrer? is reminiscent of a mind-bending merry-go-round. Snowcapped Andes Crash almost crosses over into '60's lounge music, but in the best possible way. Even the samples of a child yelping in Be Proud Of Your Kids aren't annoying, because the kid is French, and French children are automatically adorable.

If you need to calm your mind, lose it, or you just don't mind some French-Australian tunes, push through the bead curtain and fall down the rabbit hole that is Melody's Echo Chamber (I'm sure she won't mind). I'm glad these two met, and I hope more parties end this way.