Better RSVP to Jobbaloon’s The Invitation LP

By Deuce

You’ve heard about oohs, you’ve heard about aahs, but have you ever heard of daahs and laas, delivered so mellifluously they transcend the tracks their trained on and evoke colors, images, and passages?

Surely you haven’t until you put an ear to Jobbaloon’s The Invitation, an eight-track album of bliss that, during its best moments, simply defies words themselves. Want proof? Check out “Bm”, “Aligned”, or even “Am” (although “Am” admittedly includes some more traditional aahs).

There’s simply nothing like these planned outbursts of human melody bereft of words, which possibly came from improvised scatting but certainly hit home however and wherever they were conceived. Seriously, you could simply listen to these sounds alone sans any music and still get the same worldly appeal.

But, when this type of singing and harmonizing (which must be credited to the duo of Joshua Achatz and Justin Squires) is paired with the production talents of the aforesaid gentlemen, you have something altogether better and as close as you’re likely to find these days to an album you can play all the way through without forwarding anything.

We’re talking perfectly pitched snares that are colossal. There’s heavy, heady bass lines moving nearly every cut, plus the wondrous acoustic guitar and piano playing of Achatz to inspire that wordless wizardly singing—or outright eclipse it, which is the case on “Intro” and the titular song.

The former flows right into the latter without stopping, the combination of the two is less than two minutes, and the groove is so right (the guitar hitting, bass humming, the crisp, mid-tempo drums cresting along) that there’s no vocals but some sampled maundering about an unknown presence inside us all, if you can get with that.

However, don’t get the impression that this Long Player is devoid of lyrics. One of these two artists has plenty of poetic musings on “Bm”, in which he delivers an apostrophe to his life. There is singing with words, and the melodies are cogent. It simply can’t match the sheer sensation of hearing this duo abandon words and croon with their dahs and laas while the music and their voices take you far away from reality, to a place in which anything can happen and everything is seemingly possible.

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