Cabus “PSYCHO”
Psycho is one of those record that you can’t seem to shake off after listening. It opens your mind to new possibilities and dimensions that sounds are capable of creating. Psycho is mind-blowing in its way of creating visuals and engaging with other senses. Though born out of a darker phase of Cabus’s life, the euphoric, visually vibrant blend of tracks are a rare work of art.
“Fangs” opens the album with a palpable blend of black and white and color. As if a Channel perfume commercial, it triggers and engages all of your senses in an unexpectedly fascinating way. Sensuous back vocal drops into atmospheric yet minimalistic guitarscapes, beating through a dynamic bass that breathes through the drums. The track gives listener great aesthetic pleasure and urgency as if watching a fashion show held by the most renowned designers through the ears.
Cabus’s sound is connected to the beating heart of the indie pop scene. His touch of pop sensibility feels highly relatable at the same time refreshing and hip. The Dallas-based artist writes the most haunting melodies, whispering through beautifully orchestrated soundscapes. While in his music, there’s always a moment or two where the melancholia, sadness, and loneliness shows up without notice, hitting you hard and raw.
The album last piece, “poison” was in fact, the first being created. Written and recorded in a storage unit-turned studio in Garland, TX, the track immediately reflects on a past relationship. Permeable and tranquil, “poison” spreads in your ears like a drop of midnight poison, formless and emotionally crude. As if in the process of fading away, there’s a primal scream in the undertone of the music. Creating these cinematic and profound experiences through sound is quite rare to see in an artist.
It’s also interesting how Cabus tunes into the more percussive side of guitar while the bass is usually the one being the most expressive. The vocals are textural, sensual, and atmospheric, combined with infectious melodies, creating a nuanced yet impressive soundscape. .
