The Rapture - Echoes Vinyl LP

"The revelation that you didn’t need formal training to start a band in 1977 and the realization that you don’t need to be Merce Cunningham to dance are one and the same," wrote Ryan Schreiber in Pitchfork in 2003. The Rapture’s Echoes was—and remains—a clear-eyed kick in the teeth: 47 minutes, two sides, one spine jacket, confident and deliberate, lightning in a bottle. A band at the height of their powers working with producers whose ambitious vision made. a. point. The tired “indie kids finally learn to dance” narrative feels irrelevant now, but the album’s energy—born of a San Diego punk band transplanted to New York via Seattle and harnessed by DFA in their own gear-stuffed studio—still bulldozes in search of catharsis. Out of print on vinyl since its original run (though plenty of CDR promos circulated), Echoes now returns, recut by Bob Weston, loud and clear, with minimal fanfare but maximum impact.