Listen: ‘LP3’ – Hippo Campus Ītwood Magazine: Thank you guys for your time! To start things off, listening to LP3 felt like listening to the aftermath of a crisis, something completely new. The stories are told with the familiar touch of Stocker’s guitar and Luppen’s crystal-clear ache, closing the chapter on what was. The fog dissipates, and we end with “Understand” a wistful recounting of not only the past nine songs but also the stories that got them there. Same New York, it’s the worst, all these nights are the worst.” The track hovers over a trance-like distortion, recounting nights that were cataclysmic at best. Luppen practically mutters to himself over and over again, “ Kissing boys, missing work, got hung over from your words. With thin, delicate harmonies, the guitar plays a simple and sweet melody as Lupin sings, “ But you can’t wash the fucked up out of me tonight, despite how hard you try.” The haze continues with “ Boys,” a hangover so bad, it’s a fever dream. Its self-awareness is spellbinding, spinning dark daydreams in its wake. “Listerine” is a perfectly crafted lullaby. The flow is anything but forced, and the tracks manage to hold their own within the madness. The songs are crafted down to the second. Shades of the beloved guitar make their way through the groove, topped with double dutch lyrics. Moments of levity are also sprinkled in, notably with “ Ride or Die.” Born from an impromptu jam session, the song is pure fun. Blame maturity or even bitterness, but either way, the band does not have any time to waste. Goddamn it’s a cold affection, goddamn it’s a slow affection.” The newfound lyrical honesty is a stark change from past poetic prose. Distortion opens up a sinkhole of sound as lead singer Jake Luppen muses, “ Should probably get myself a jacket, if you wanna try to build back up. The bridge comes in and with it one of the most exciting moments of the entire album.
The verses switch their rhythm abruptly, keeping you on your toes. Its images are cut in half and flipped on their head in a colorful frenzy. This stream-of-consciousness neuroticism continues with “ Blew Its,” a kaleidoscope of ideas. Album opener “ 2 Young 2 Die” kicks down the doors, making it quite clear that we’re not in Kansas anymore. LP3 is a homecoming, Hippo Campus fully formed and fully realized.
But that’s not necessarily the case for the band. For longtime listeners, this may be their introduction to a “new” sound.
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