Some bands never miss. This rare breed consistently puts out great records every couple years, avoiding the lengthy hiatuses or egregious sonic missteps that often come with achieving longevity. It’s an often unsung reliability, as few realize how truly remarkable it is to put art into the world at this rate without letting the quality slip. For nearly 15 years, Cloud Nothings have continued to hit the target, steadily becoming a part of the fabric of modern indie rock as we know it with a run of fantastic albums. This streak continues unabated with their latest full-length, Final Summer–an album that’s so assured, so instantly satisfying, that it forces you to pause and realize you’re listening to one of the great American rock bands in their prime.
Formed in 2009 by guitarist/vocalist Dylan Baldi, Cloud Nothings evolved over the years from a one-man lo-fi project into a finely tuned unit also composed of drummer Jayson Gerycz and bassist Chris Brown. Cloud Nothings, over so many years and so many records (nine or ten “depending on how you look at it,” laughs Baldi), have existed long enough to witness all sorts of musical moments come and go, but the secret to their endurance isn’t about savvily navigating trends. “We’ve just never felt inclined to stop,” Baldi explains. “It’s not like this makes us millions of dollars, but it’s a great gig, it’s what we love to do.” Gerycz adds, “It’s just still so fun every time we do it, every time we go get in the basement and start writing.”
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Singer/ songwriter Dylan Baldi would spend his weekends recording music on his computer. He would form fake bands and create MySpace profiles to upload the music for; one of the bands was Cloud Nothings. Eventually the band caught the attention of Bridgetown Records, who offered to release the first EP, “Turning On.” They also promoted an invitation for the band to perform life, forcing Baldi to quickly put together a band with other musicians.
Luckily, Carpark Records signed Cloud Nothings as a one-man band in 2010, and released the eponymous album in January 2011. In a mere year later the album “Attack on Memory” was released, followed by a tour around Europe, and a series of festival appearances, such as Coachella Music Festival in Indio, California. The album also fared well in the indie/ alternative charts such as CMJ and pitchfork media, as well as NME’s Thomas Ward rating the album a seven out of ten. In April of 2014 the band released their fourth album, “Here and Nowhere Else,” previewed in 2013 with the first single, “I’m Not Part of Me.” Once again the band set out on tour in Europe and many more festivals, including the four day Bonnaroo Festival in Tennessee.
When they dropped their third LP, Attack on Memory, in January of 2012, Cleveland trio Cloud Nothings cemented their position as one of indie rock’s most exciting prospects, but I’m still not convinced that anybody really saw April’s Here and Nowhere Else coming. Put simply, it’s one of the records of the year; an absolutely furious half-hour exercise in channeling raw punk energy into a straightforward rock and roll template. Veteran producer John Congleton sat behind the desk on the sessions, but frankly, I’m not sure anybody else was needed; between the three of them, Cloud Nothings poured more than enough vigour into the album. Needless to say, it’s a joy to behold live, especially when the band tap into the progressive stylings of the seven-minute-plus ‘Pattern Walks’ or the breezy-then-aggressive ‘Psychic Trauma’. Frontman Dylan Baldi’s delightfully unrefined vocal style comes to the fore on stage, but the real star is the drummer, Jayson Gerycz, who plays with such unbridled ferocity that at points, you wonder if he’s going to generate enough energy to send himself into orbit. Mark my words when I say that Here and Nowhere Else is going to go down as a classic of the genre; you should catch Cloud Nothings live while you can, because if they carry on at this pace, they won’t be playing intimate rooms for much longer.