The Sunbathing Society by The Sunbathing Society stumbles into a courtyard party at golden hour and realizes the band is playing purely for the joy of it. The trio of David Dresler, Stefan Dresler, and Viola Hammer lean into simplicity, intuition, and feel over flash, crafting an album that sits somewhere between jazz, laid-back funk, and a soft-focus โ70s film score.
Opener โRecoveryโ sets the tone straight away, with a ridiculously catchy synthetic flute line gliding over thumping but unhurried drums. The groove is relaxed yet focused, and those light, distant backing vocals curl around the beat like smoke from an open window, soulful, wordless, and just out of reach.
Further in, โJamandanโ turns the temperature up without breaking the spell. The drums take on a more tropical bounce while shimmery, bending keys and a thick, revving bass line give the track a humid, late-night feel. A cool, far-off vocal drifts through the mix, more like another instrument than a lead, reinforcing that this record is about mood and motion.
Then โBathing In The Sunโ arrives like the albumโs soft-focus postcard. A steady, smacking beat underpins a wonderfully fluid arrangement where bass, keys, and percussion all feel like theyโre lazily orbiting each other. At the centre, a male and female voice trade lines in a gentle duet, their tones interweaving on the simple hook, โBaby in the sun / youโre my number one.โ
By the time the record fades, The Sunbathing Society has done exactly what its name promises: wrapped you in warmth, slowed your pulse, and reminded you that minimal can still feel massive when the vibe is right.
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Review by: Naomi Joan