Wishy lose themselves in affectionate jangly rock on Nature’s Pill

With their second album Nature's Pill, Wishy have concocted an antidote of sorts – or just a way to get through it. The Indiana natives entertain the hysteria of a breakup from the get-go on “All the Rage” (“Fuck doing the dishes / Fuck these clothes on my floor / I don’t care anymore that you’re gone!”). Being uprooted from your routine after sudden, ended love is on the more turbulent side of universal dilemmas, but that’s unpredictability in action. Wishy's debut album Triple Seven proved they know their way around incredibly irresistible, candied, earwormy riffs, while its companion B-sides EP, Planet Popstar, levelled the sweetness closer to saccharine introspection. Capturing what it means to be a human in love is the band's collective forte, wrapped in feelgood jangle-pop and indie-rock uplift, and Nature’s Pill provides a hefty dose of both. Honing their already ecstatic songcraft with newfound intent, the band hunkered down in a tiny studio and tracked at least half of the songs live. You can hear that looseness as if you were watching them cast their magic on stage. You can feel the thrill from their unremitting reckless chords. Most importantly, you can let the stress of...