BIOGRAPHY

The subtle threads of psychedelia that stitch Mickey Jamieson’s brand of progressive pop music together can be traced back to his childhood, which he spent listening to bands like The Beatles and Pink Floyd. He borrowed his parents’ LPs and scanned the lyrics studiously, pouring over the album art and absorbing every note of the music. Floyd’s spaciness and experimentally rich sonics have lingered in Jamieson’s own music, and his vocal harmonies often nod back at the Fab Four; this fingerprint serves to form the foundation of his music. 

The aforementioned experimentation presents itself in every one of Jamieson’s songs. He often makes use of unorthodox sampling - whiskey corks popping become sampled and detuned bass layers and pitched percussion (“Shuttering Jade”), and drips in a shower become an eerie pizzicato (“Ominous”). These layers are combined with field recordings captured from Jamieson’s travels - fluttering birdsong from behind his childhood home in Columbia, Missouri; water trickling down and eating away at the bluffs of Carbondale, Illinois; rumbling thunder from midwestern storms; pensive rain captured from his apartment window where he currently resides in Boston, Massachusetts. The samples wind their way through delay feedback and reverb throws that might find themselves home on The Dark Side of the Moon. 

Somewhere along the way, Jamieson’s vocals began to float above this sonic bed like wispy morning mist. His dreamy and often etherial lyrics are delivered in an airy pseudo-whisper, drawing influence from Radiohead’s Thom Yorke and Mew’s Jonas Bjerre, while the many vocal layers and textures parallel those of Billie Eilish and Glass Animals. Supported by a full band - a band of instruments played almost entirely by Jamieson himself - and a strong pop sensibility, the lyrics tell tales inspired by dreams of being lost in a jade forest, desire to recapture rosy nostalgia that never truly existed in the first place, and the struggle to find meaning in a constantly shifting world.