by Dave Segal
on Mon, Sep 23, 2013 at 9:21 AM
(Barboza) Asheville, North Carolina's Jackson Scott makes intimate, gently twisted pop that's lushly lo-fi—a winning paradox. On his new album for the unpredictable Fat Possum label, Melbourne, Scott sounds like the cleverest 5-year-old ever to enter a studio. Has his voice broken yet? The jury's still out. His eerily low-lit pop songs toggle between sinister and sugary and sometimes—like on "Wish Upon"—Scott will just let the music float around the room like Eno-esque ambient ectoplasm. His deceptively simple and catchy songs could be the products of a savvy faux-naïf or an outsider-sike-pop prodigy. Whatever the case, I'm skeptical that Scott's even old enough to get into his own 21+ show. With Prism Tats and Neighbors.