A more realist take on the Beach Boys’ endless summer, The Tyde’s imaginatively titled third album, Three’s Co., combines groovy coastal pop with wry cynicism — an end-of-summer melancholy perfect for … well … right now.
The Tyde’s a family affair, in more ways than one. The group includes frontman Darren Rademaker, his brother Brent Rademaker, and wife, Ann Do Rademaker; it also forms part of a family of L.A. bands, with Beachwood Sparks, All Night Radio, and Frausdots.
The album opener, “Do It Again Again,” lifts a chord progression from the Lemonheads’ “It’s a Shame About Ray” — and more than a little of that band’s stoned impenetrability. “Brock Landers” has both the Attractions’ pop power and an Elvis Costello-style barb: “Just to say to the cynics / jealousy will get you nowhere / Wanna please all the critics / jealousy will get you nowhere / To the pastiche police …”
Well, honestly, some of the pastiche gets a little cutesy and annoying, like glam spoof “County Line” and countrified throwaway “Aloha Breeze.” But if you can imagine a young Mick Jagger crooning over pedal steels, piano and squonking analog synth, you’ll love the luxurious “Don’t Need a Leash” (itself a very Stonesy phrase).
This U.S. release also contains slick remixes by James Figurine (Dntel, Postal Service) and Nobody’s Home Productions. For me, the high point is “Separate Cars,” which could symbolize the vague wind-down of a summer fling — the return of cooler weather and cooler heads: “Let’s go out this evening / We’ll take separate cars.”