- Mexican Summer
There are two eternal truths about growing up: Partying eventually gets boring, and all that partying you’ve done will catch up with you eventually. Ariel Pink, according to some sources, is nearing 40, and for nearly two decades, he’s been art-rock’s resident bon vivant—a lover of camp, schlock, and excess. There have been no signs he’s slowing down; if anything, his collaborative EP with Weyes Blood earlier this year indicated he was still wandering in a desert of kitsch, fantasy, and roleplaying. Yet, his first solo song in three years, “Another Weekend,” is evidence of something much more pedestrian: Pink sounds like he’s ready to hang up his dancing shoes.
“Another Weekend” is about as plain and vanilla an Ariel Pink song could be, both in theme and structure. There’s not a hint of irony or maniacal verve and it follows a standard verse-chorus-verse movement. In fact, he sounds a little wistful, admitting: “Another weekend out of my life/Is going to get me into trouble.” Even if there’s a rubbery groove characteristic in the mercurial keyboards, the whole vibe is subdued. This is a uncharacteristically calming song for Pink, anodyne in comparison to his far more colorful work. “Another Weekend” lives in the land of naked confession, and unexpected as that may be, with age, Pink is showing signs of introspection.