Whether you tag his music garage, punk, or plain old indie pop, Nathan Williams' one-man band, Wavves, has single-handedly made home recording cool again. On his Fat Possum debut, every anthem is frightfully distorted — the vocals delivered as though they're being whispered into a fan while the instruments blur into an exciting sludge. Dwelling on weed-stoked teenage paranoia, Williams' view of his native San Diego is littered with demons, goths, and "killr punx." He reacts by delivering an acid rain downpour on Beach Boys-ian melodies. Listen long enough and you'll see a rainbow.
