If you're a Miguel fan, like me, you agree that Miguel's music always feels like an art exhibit.
When I first heard "Waves" I felt the same way. Waiting for the video to drop, and then watching it, was just another part of that art exhibit; of that journey one experiences when you check out an installation you've been dying to see.
Exactly what that exhibit was, to me, was Miguel showcasing his vantage point of an underground L.A. that most of you will only read about, and the rest of the world can only imagine. A hidden subculture of super-creatives, successful in their own fields, who happen to get together in secrecy at nights and party until dawn; performing for one another, supporting each other, dancing together. Fashion models, dancers, choreographers, designers, writers, singers; a bohemian community hidden throughout L.A.'s speakeasies and unlisted Supper Clubs.
Cue Tame Impala. They take you and I to breakfast, high above the canyons of L.A., overlooking all of West Hollywood and Downtown L.A. from a tucked-in deck on the side of a mountain. Maybe we're at some sunset bonfire on the private beaches of Malibu, or just shredding waves off the Pacific Coast with the same crew of L.A.'s cool kids, in the early morn.
Wavey.
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