Reminiscent of early Tame Impala, Applesauce Tears has fully grasped the synth and psychedelia that made Kevin Parker’s group so unique and likeable.
Applesauce Tears’ “A Winter Sun on a Summer Face,” seems to be crafted specifically for those long relentlessly windy winter walks across campus. Spacey and echoey, it gives the feeling that the world is quite a large, sometimes inescapable place, but that you hold a stake in the game.
As Shakespeare wrote:
“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts.”
