Music is important when you’re traveling. It can set the mood, enhance the view out the smudged train windows, and keep you company during delays and layovers. On a recent train trip down to the south of Sweden, there was one particular song that I kept returning to: Baths’ “You’re My Excuse to Travel.” The perfect simplicity of the repetitive lyrics complements its easy, pulsing flow and clean instrumentation; combined with the layering of vocals, the songl builds, ebbs and flows like some kind of other-worldly water experience.
There is no particular beauty to Will Wiesenfeld’s voice, it’s simply a screechy, earnest falsetto with an electrifying yowl. But in this context, or perhaps alone on a train, there’s something incredibly moving and steadying about it. The minimalist energy and romantic intentions filter through heavier blocks of sound like the early spring sun glinting through the gaps in a pine forest, and the song is something you want to keep all to yourself. It’s the shortest three minutes and thirty-five seconds I’ve ever experienced, but the good thing about playing the song on repeat is that you won’t even notice where it ends. Let it wash over you. And take a trip somewhere.
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