Originally posted on FILTER Magazine
If only Endless Flowers were as infinite as its sound is blissful. Sadly, these 10 sublime songs flee you before you realized you’ve reached the 40-minute mark. The title track and opener introduces Brandon Welchez’s croon guiding a swoonful melody, then bleeds into the album’s single, “Sunday (Psychic Conversation #9),” a psych-fest of synths, guitar swirls and aerial Stone Roses harmonies. Crocodiles started out as a band that ran on sheer reverence (its name taken from an Echo and the Bunnymen album, for one thing) and Xerox shoegaze, and after two LPs of tributary singles to Suicide, Spacemen 3, and The Jesus and Mary Chain, has finally come into its own. The riffs are stronger, the sound at once sunny and murky and the songwriting veers into pop psychosis on standouts like “My Surfing Lucifer” and “Bubblegum Trash,” the latter swelling with the organ that most of Endless Flowers could not do without. So—when’s the EP coming out?