There’s something almost alchemical about the way Lodo’s debut album The Process of Remembering comes together. Formed in the Hudson Valley in the winter of 2023, the four-piece feels less like a band and more like a collision of temperaments that were waiting to find each other. You can hear that spark from the first note. Wyatt’s drumming keeps things earthy and unpretentious, Tommy’s bass and synth lines provide gravity and pulse, James adds guitar and vocal layers that swing between delicate and jagged, and then there’s Ashley—the wild card—a classically trained flautist whose tone cuts through the haze with a kind of unexpected clarity. It’s the flute that makes you stop and realize: ah, this isn’t just another psychedelic indie-rock group.

The album’s title feels almost like a mission statement. The Process of Remembering isn’t linear, and neither is the music. Instead, it ebbs and flows like memory itself—sometimes crystal-clear, sometimes murky, sometimes overwhelming, sometimes just a faint echo you can’t quite hold onto. Lodo lean into those contrasts. They’re as comfortable lingering in quiet, reflective passages as they are letting everything collapse into walls of chaotic sound, and the magic is how they stitch those extremes together inside the span of a single song.

The opener, Welcome, sets the stage like a door swinging open on a half-lit room. It’s not flashy; it eases you in with a kind of deceptive gentleness, as if inviting you to settle before the ground starts shifting beneath you. By the time you hit Centre—the spiritual core of the record—the band has revealed its full palette. It’s expansive, psychedelic, a tug-of-war between melody and noise that refuses to resolve too neatly. This is where Lodo show you what they’re capable of: building textures that feel as physical as they do emotional, layering moments of meditation with bursts of catharsis.

The closer, Let’s Go Home, ties everything together in a way that feels both grounding and bittersweet. After an album that takes you through improvisational highs, textural mud, and moments of ecstatic release, this final track pulls you back down to earth. It doesn’t end with a bang—it exhales. And in that exhale is the reminder that remembering isn’t about perfect clarity; it’s about what lingers after the noise.

What makes Lodo stand out isn’t just their musicianship—it’s their refusal to sit neatly in a genre box. Yes, you can call them indie rock, or psychedelic rock, but those words don’t quite capture the way Ashley’s flute floats above a distorted guitar, or how Tommy’s basslines sometimes carry more weight than the vocals. This is music built from texture, from patience, from trust. You get the sense that these songs could only have been born out of those first casual jams, where no one was trying too hard and something honest just emerged.

The Process of Remembering isn’t just a debut—it feels like the first entry in a diary that Lodo will keep writing for years. It’s murky and luminous, chaotic and serene, grounded and transcendent all at once. It asks you to slow down, sink into the mud, and maybe discover a memory of your own buried somewhere in its layers.

This is the sound of a band finding its centre—and inviting you to find yours too.

“The Process of Remembering” is available now on all major streaming platforms

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