I rarely find music I (wrongly) assume to be indie rock so stirring and spirited. Said the Gramophone find that in “Gold, Tan, Peach, and Grey,” wherein Bodies of Water “…starts shouting the colors and I can see them right there. I kind of listen to this music the same way I listen to really evocative opera.” It is just that sort of prog drama that unfolds, it’s something begging to be performed outdoors, telling of a tribal conflict that over the years turned to fun fare. How they can start an album at such a pace is something I, a law-abiding citizen, won’t know until it is released on July 22. I really like it that way; I like not having any idea which direction the album will take, eager to know whether the rest of the album can be painted with so much color.