By Caravaggio Caniglia
Mold Boy is Alex Calder, the Mac Demarco-affiliate seen in Columbia University's basements, and shirtless on the winter streets of Montreal. A home for Calder’s musical experimentations, Mold Boy is where all the music that doesn't appear under his own name gets put out. dless Dream, released in October 2015, is in some ways an invitation to experience the mechanics of the musician’s daily schedule as someone who suffers from sleep paralysis and works with a routine he has admitted can be uncomfortable, recording most of his material at night, and operating in a manner that is very nearly nocturnal.
From its outset, dless Drea emphasizes cyclicality. Even though the final song is entitled “End,” there is no sense of finality, rather a vague sense of wandering. The first track “Magazine,” sets us on a course with a train-like “chugga chugga” rhythm, but with no direction. The short, effects-heavy tracks emulate endless white noise with melodic lines and lyrics that are often too soft and blend too much with the background to catch. Words inhabit a valley somewhere between the profound and the subconscious meandering that leave no clear indication whether the “Dream” ever carried any weight, or if it was even Calder’s or our own.
For all its aimlessness however, it cannot be said that the EP never changes moods. It shifts from a distortion driven, dark, and detuned haziness to brighter tracks that feel like they’re coming through a liquid barrier. Like Calder’s days, it’s as if the morning is gone, where the newfound lack of distortion is like sunlight coming through a window in the early afternoon.
Far from simply articulating an experience, Endless Dream is an invitation to live within a hazy realm of subjective interpretation that demands involvement on the part of the listener. Thus, while bits and pieces of lyrics might be heard, their meaning changes with each listen. Different melodic contours drowned out in distortion and reverb function like the raw outline of a reverie that require a degree of imagination to fill in. So, it seems that, for listeners, the dream is our own.
Listen to more Mold Boy on his Bandcamp.