Animal Collective’s newest album, Merriweather Post Pavillion, is a hallucinatory crazy-quilt that is so seamless as to produce a new synthetic fiber. It achieves a feat few other “experimental” indie acts this side of Yo La Tengo or TV on the Radio can: it is eminently danceable while still rewardingly meditative.
The album is named after the Baltimore venue where the members had their formative concert-going experiences. While one may be irked by the band’s more-hipster-than-thou posturing, these newest songs are a deliberate attempt to appeal to a broader audience, refining on a post-avant sensibility of being okay with co-opting the marketplace.