Tim Woulfe Eschews Stillness on No World, All Thunder

Tim Woulfe Eschews Stillness on No World, All Thunder

“Place pop” is a fitting tag for Tim Woulfe’s music, which swaddles comforting melodies in evocative atmospheres pieced through field recording. While the Apollonian Sound and Mt. Home collaborator's last full-length The Sleep Cycles was a (mostly) gentle and lulling chronicle of a passing night of sleep and dreams, his newest EP takes a concrete turn into the waking world, which turns out to be just as transient. “There is no right way to preserve the world around you / you’ll just start to hate it,” Woulfe sings over a light strum and quiet machinery in the wake of a loud recorded downpour. No World, All Thunder looks us in the eye with lines like these as it grapples narratively with feelings of vulnerability and an acute sense of impermanence. Even as it strives for groundedness, there is no staying in one place—the clop-clop of makeshift percussion in one moment makes way for transient clicks of electronics in the next, and the EP lands at its wooziest in the final track, with an echoic buzz and some kind of wave shuddering beneath Woulfe’s vocals.

No World, All Thunder is out now on Apollonian Sound.

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