My Best Fiend

Following the same trajectory that helped Seattle's Sub Pop label stay relevant after the grunge scene died, Sheffield's Warp has, of late, built an impressive roster of non-electronic artists. Keeping company with guitar-touting labelmates Grizzly Bear, Born Ruffians and Battles are recent signees My Best Fiend. After last year's (much-too-much) Spiritualized-esque EP, Jesus Christ, the Brooklyn quintet have expanded their palette on their debut full-length, In Ghostlike Fading. One of the only times a band's struggle to find their sound has paid off, songs like the gentle, vulnerable "ODVIP" employ patient, churning guitars and chilly vibes, while the androgynous growl of vocalist Frederick Codwell (think Scrawl or Come) defines "I'm Not Going Anywhere." As My Best Fiend play with dynamics, adding bombastic choruses ("Cracking Eggs") or Jesus and Mary Chain walls-of-reverb ("Higher Palms"), it's apparent that these newcomers certainly have their ears wide open, reimagining everything they rebroadcast.