Pre-order The Antlers' 'Blight'
The Antlers
Blight
The Antlers will release their new album, Blight on Friday, Oct. 10. To commemorate the occasion, Everything Nice will welcome The Antlers for a very special, intimate evening of song at our brick & mortar shop in Ellenville, New York, on Saturday, October 18, from 6-8pm.
While it's not mandatory to purchase the record from Everything Nice, it is strongly encouraged as a way to guarantee your entry for the in-store performance. We are a small, cozy shop, and space will be very limited!
There are two versions of the record available for purchase: the single LP, pressed on Clear Pink vinyl, and the 2xLP Deluxe edition pressed on Ocean Blue and Meadow Green vinyl.
The Antlers' seventh album, Blight, asks many questions without offering easy answers. Over the course of nine songs, singer and primary songwriter Peter Silberman reckons with our passively destructive tendencies: absentminded pollution, unwitting wastefulness, and the inadvertent devastation of the natural world. But despite its heavy themes, Blight is far from a punishing listen. With its adventurous arrangements and persistent momentum, it plays more like an iridescent odyssey.
The album was recorded over the course of a few years, with the lion's share tracked and produced in Silberman's home studio in upstate New York, a compact outbuilding perched at the edge of a neighbor's sprawling hayfield. "So much of the record was conceived while walking these massive fields," he says. "I felt like I was wandering around an abandoned planet."
And in a sense, Blight does feel like science fiction, sounding as if it was delivered from the near-future. The album is a work of meticulous world-building, teeming with ear candy and surprising stylistic shifts. While many songs begin with sparse elements—a fingerpicked guitar, hypnotic organ stabs, or a nimble piano melody—they rarely remain tethered to their foundations. They often reimagine themselves partway through, shifting mid-track from gentle ballad to throbbing electronica, only to land somewhere entirely different by the end.