Song Recommendation: “Bones and Eggshells” by Pyramids (2025)

I don’t always mean to harp on about genre and its various boundaries, fungible as they are. Genre, is, by definition, a reductive concept in that it seeks to streamline and categorize (indeed, that’s part of why I’ve resisted the urge to attempt genres as label tags). But, as humans, we do have to start somewhere and with this enterprise of discussing art, genre has its uses. And when it comes to the Texas-based experimental musicians Pyramids, a conception of genre is useful in that they crush so many disparate sounds together the only way to even begin to wrap your head around it is to be able to identify its component parts. From hard-hitting reggaeton beats, softly whispered rapped vocals, blasts of trumpets, breakbeats, black metal screams and occasional drops into tuneful danepop, the entirety of Pyramids’ latest full-length, Pythagoras, is a truly bewildering and breathtaking record. “Bones and Eggshells,” while illustrative of the rest of the songs generally, is still just one facet of a mesmerizing whole. If the pithy notion that “rules are only meant to be broken” has any shot at credibility, it’s with Pyramids insistence on salting the earth between every music boundary possible–and we’re all the better for being able to hear their uniquely expansive vision.