
Sun-bleached guitars and tape-hiss warmth recorded in a Brooklyn apartment. A weary, introspective landmark of slacker rock that feels like a long afternoon.
April 1, 2014 · Captured Tracks
A sun-drenched, weary contemplation of growing up and slowing down.
How does Salad Days sound next to the rest of Mac DeMarco's catalogue?
Golden Hour saturates this record notably more than the artist's norm.
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