Spyndycyt’s Dixon Are We Known As: A Synth-Pop Playground for Psychedelic Pop Outsiders

From the first fizz of Dixon Are We Known As, Spyndycyt proves that he’s not here to dilute the daydream, he’s here to spike it with eccentric synth pop and idiosyncratic technicolour, leaving no room for the mundane. Few artists can take nostalgia, bend it until it glimmers at every angle, and wring out something that teeters between lunacy and sheer brilliance, but Spyndycyt keeps that sonic signature locked in because what else do you need when your studio is already a playground? The vintage tinges, cartoonish undertones and bursts of psychedelic energy are a fever dream set to tape, a panorama of American West escapism, where friendship means piling into a battered old convertible, turning the radio up to the B-sides, and outrunning anything that ever threatened to crush you back there. But this is more than just a retro-synth reverie. Behind the analogue weirdness and the mischievous composition, Spyndycyt delivers a story of camaraderie and rescue, the kind that only comes from those who have fallen, dusted themselves off, and vowed to pull you up too. The lyrics flicker between comfort and chaos, painting snapshots of running from the cracks, taking up the offer of light, and finding […]

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