With each successive record, Baltimore duo Beach House’s demure, dreamy pop has inched further from the haze. “Bloom” continues that progression, Victoria Legrand’s dignified sighs and bellows beaming across soundscapes so pristine you can hear them glimmer.
Singles “Myth” and “Lazuli” are indicative of the rest — less songs than expansive worlds to explore. This is the sort of music that makes getting lost in melancholy reflection seem like an epic life choice.
It felt like a strange fit for the great outdoors at last weekend’s Pitchfork Music Festival, but it might be transcendent Friday at the Newport. Fellow ’80s enthusiasts Wild Nothing will set the mood.
