It may lack the punch of Nikki Nack, but for those willing to hang around and appreciate its jammier approach, it’s a cathartic, worthwhile stop along the Tune-Yards catalog.
At its most personal and bittersweet moments, ICFYCIMPL finds the duo sticking fingers into the darkest aspects of human nature through self-exploration.
Pinballing between modern fright and fervent fight, I Can Feel You... exults in the thrill of self-determined discovery.
Her flair for the dramatic is nicely balanced by the record’s fleet-footed pop craft, even as it enlivens her political fascinations. The result is a tUnE-yArDs album that’s as distinct as ever, but also broadly appealing—and, a protest record that doubles as a dance party.
Art-pop at its peak, it’ll take something special to tussle with the brains of listeners in quite the way this does.
I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life feels like a proper work in progress – one committed to forward motion, tangible change.
I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life is a very 2018 kind of album, social justice meditation workshop and all: the provocative, messy, frequently brilliant sound of a talented and original artist working their way through what New York magazine recently called pop culture’s great awokening. It occasionally makes you grit your teeth and wince, but far more often it makes you want to dance – and there’s something weirdly compelling about it all.
While she does steep her fourth album, I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life, in the more uncomfortable realities of our discordant national discourse, she doesn't lash out at external forces. Instead, she internalizes that dialogue, resulting in her most contemplative album to date.
Cogent and catchy all at once, I can feel you creep into my private life shows that, even amid doubt and distress, Tune-Yards can find a new way forward.
Though many more artists became politically outspoken in the years following W H O K I L L and Nikki Nack, Tune-Yards' passionate commentary and innovative sounds are just as potent as ever, and i can feel you creep into my private life might just be their most cohesive set of songs yet.
I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life is a natural addition to the Tune-Yards catalog, a group of albums with songs so singular that practically every track seems like an evolution in the Tune-Yards sound.
Despite the seriousness of the lyrics, I can feel you creep into my private life manages to remain an uplifting album, with a collection of intricately-crafted pop songs that tackle a range of important current issues.
I can feel you is a step forward from Nikki Nack, as Garbus and Brenner mesh together genres and styles to carve out a sound like no one else’s. An exhausting listen but often an inspiring one, the duo’s latest is a whirligig of ideas and themes that lands more often than not.
I can feel you… is her most sonically sharp weapon to date, and full of plenty to get excited about if you rifle through it.
Suffice it to say that Private Life is as socially conscious as albums come. It can also be a slog to get through.
Although lyrically inferior to their previous albums (less clever rhyming wordplay and less intriguing due to not sounding like a surreal children’s storybook), on Tune-Yards’ fourth album I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life, Garbus speaks interestingly about her own actions in the face of gloomy issues.
With I Can Feel You Creep into My Private Life, Garbus and Brenner haven’t slowed down, but they’ve focused their sound. After all, there are only so many beats and so many issues you can tackle at once.
I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life doesn’t quite hit the immense heights of her first two albums, but this is still Merrill Garbus doing her own thing – which is something that’s always worth paying attention to.
On the whole, I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life is a truly good album and a number of the songs on it are notable successes, but the stark shift in sonic style sets it apart from the rest of Tune-Yards' discography and not in a good way.
Apart from a few bright spots, I Can Feel You Creep contains Tune-Yards' most uninteresting and obnoxious material to date.
For an act as adventurous as tUnE-yArDs, it makes sense to experiment with digital manipulation and to tap into the political zeitgeist. But although I can feel you creep into my private life is a thematically ambitious record, tUnE-yArDs have come off sounding slightly out of touch.
Despite a godawful run from tracks 4-6, hollow production in the back end, and claustrophobic lyrics throughout, tUnE-yArDs somehow still pull through with a well-crafted alternative dance album. Tracks 1-3 help astronomically.
With each new release, the music has been taking more of a backseat to the lyrics. This is okay if the music is still a driving force of the entire record, as lyrics alone can't save a song. This new album sees Tune Yards continuing the pattern even further, only this time the music is nowhere near as engaging. And unfortunately, the lyrics have never been so heavy-handed. In the end, it's fine I guess. But any time I pay attention to the lyrics, the first thing I want to do is turn it ... read more
Super uninteresting. I loved Nikki Nack. This is a watered down, super poppy album that is boring by the end of the first track
Writing is worse, beats are worse... I am just super underwhelmed
1 | Heart Attack 3:43 | |
2 | Coast to Coast 3:55 | |
3 | ABC 123 3:34 | 81 |
4 | Now as Then 3:52 | |
5 | Honesty 3:38 | 50 |
6 | Colonizer 3:54 | |
7 | Look at Your Hands 3:46 | |
8 | Home 4:18 | 73 |
9 | Hammer 3:15 | |
10 | Who Are You 3:17 | |
11 | Private Life 3:20 | |
12 | Free 3:41 |
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