Home Body - Spiritus
Massachusetts’ fever pop duo, Home Body, recently dropped a gorgeous album, called Spiritus.
Home Body | Photo: Lindsay Kirkwood
Home Body is Eric Hnatow and Haley Morgan, whose sublime sound blends elements of electronic, new wave and art-pop music into lush washes of visceral soundscapes full of sound, pressure, and chill surfaces. It’s divine music based on arcane musical chemistry, a kind of elemental fusion capable of being appreciated but not understood. It’s magical.
Their music has been likened to Bjork, The Knife, Syvan Esso, and the Eurythmics, while the duo has shared the stage with Dan Deacon, Boy Harsher, Maco Benevento, And The Kids, Guerilla Toss, Pumarosa, and Downtown Boys.
Encompassing eight-tracks, Spiritus opens with “Sketch,” riding emerging surreal colors flowing into pensive psychedelic hues topped by Morgan’s soft radiant voice. Cavernously deep tones enter, infusing the tune with dark heft, as syncopated percussion snaps and pops. Aching lyrics fill the air with tension:
“From the west it flows / To the east I’m listening / From the south it came / And to the north it goes, north it goes, north it goes.”
Morgan’s voice exudes pale bluesy savors tinged with dream-pop relishes, imbuing the lyrics with devout wisps of tender inevitable yearning.
Highlights include “DNA,” opening on gleaming filaments backed by tight, compact rhythmic beats. Morgan’s diaphanous timbres glow with seething sonic flavors, while velvety background harmonies imbue radiant depth and pop-like coloration.
“We come from a long, long line of bodies / We wear their shadows behind closed eyes / Passing breaths, inheriting our heartbeats / I’ll be a good god, show me how.”
“Comet” opens on dark throbbing hues, crowned by Morgan’s femme fatale tones, textured with tantalizing sumptuous sensuality. “Soft Stuff” rides gently oozing synth grounded by a thumping kick drum. Morgan’s voice exudes pale bluesy savors tinged with dream-pop relishes, imbuing the lyrics with devout wisps of tender inevitable yearning.
“I’ll comfort you / With my hands and my soft stuff / Not what we thought but / It’s what we got so / I go, you go, we go together.”
Spiritus is gloriously, wonderfully elusive and, at the same time, imminent. Nuanced textures and supple surface colors make this album enchanting.
