BATHS

For as long as Will Wiesenfeld has been Baths, he’s been trafficking in perfect - or, more often and more interestingly - near-perfect pieces of pop. His music, which merged the glitchy, punishing gloom of L.A.’s beat scene with sunnier melodies and vocals that often drifted into falsetto, was an instant sensation. It was as experimental as it was comforting, a warm blanket made from the rarest linens. Publications like Pitchfork heaped praise on his debut album, 2010’s Cerulean, which codified...