Caveman's ‘CoCo Beware’

If you’re going to have an indistinct sound, you’d better have a distinct point of view. That’s the trouble with Caveman: At some point, the unraised voices and border-free infinity guitars cease to signify hazy atmospherics and start sounding like a refusal to say anything unequivocal and specific. Debut album “CoCo Beware’’ swirls around just fine, but it’s all shapes without edges; save the swelling scrape of “Easy Water,’’ it slips through the listener’s grasp. “My Time’’ could be an early Strokes cut if there were any definition to the instruments, but everything’s about three clicks out of focus. (The same could be said for “Old Friend’’ and the Shins.) Similarly, with a spook organ that fades off a hundred feet in the distance, the instrumental “Vampirer’’ isn’t quite dark enough to be goth, though it has the clattering postpunk wispiness down. Perhaps “CoCo Beware’’ is best summed up by the lines that open “Thankful’’: “I’ve got no time on my hands/ I mean that to a degree.’’ In one lyrical shrug, Caveman shows why it would do a world of good to solidify what it has to say before going ahead and saying it. (Out today)

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