- Personnel: Feist (guitar, keyboards, percussion); Chilly Gonzales (piano); Dominic "Mocky" Salole (keyboards, drums, percussion).
- Audio Mixer: Renaud Letang.
- Recording information: 2015-2016.
- Editor: Jane Tattersall.
- Photographer: Mary Rozzi.
- Arrangers: Dominic "Mocky" Salole; Feist; Renaud Letang.
- For Feist to begin her first record in six years with a pregnant pause is a pretty bold move. The teasing, introductory silence is answered with lead single "Pleasure," which refuses to play to expectation. Much like her last record, Metals, eschewed her reputation as a creator of indie pop smashes like "1234" and "Mushaboom" through a series of moodily atmospheric pieces, Pleasure is yet another progression. The title track is a lusty take on raw, bluesy rock that echoes PJ Harvey at her most mischievous and playful. Similarly, the follow-up single, "Century," is full of staccato punkish swagger that leads into a rousing and earnest chorus: "Someone who will lead you to someone/Who will lead you to someone/Who will lead you to the one/At the end of the century." There's barely time to digest this shift before Jarvis Cocker's dulcet tones appear, the effect simultaneously humorous and dramatic. But nothing is quite as alarming as the way the song ends: like someone cut the power, lights out. The unceremonious conclusion tells you a lot about the record as a whole and Leslie Feist's rejection of neat, contented endings. Structurally, Pleasure is consistently surprising, as compositions lead you to expect a certain progression, only to veer wildly in another direction. By comparison, the unabashedly romantic "Any Party" is all the more beguiling for its simplicity. Led by an acoustic guitar played loosely and passionately, she croons "You know I'd leave any party for you/Sugar I got no question it was the right thing to do."
- The production is raw, but not in a crude sense; rather, the rounded echo and persistent hiss make it sound like she's performing these songs in your living room. The lack of polish lends the record intimacy, warmth, and immediacy that make tracks like the heart-sore "I Wish I Didn't Miss You" all the more affecting. Vocally, Feist has never been in more dexterous form. She delivers the desperate lines "I felt some certainty that you must have died/Because how could I live if you're still alive" with a disarming intensity; on the beautifully bruised "Baby Be Simple" she sounds exposed like never before via whispered tones. Time and desire weigh heavily on the record. But ruminations on past, present, and future are left bereft of narrative closure, as she sings "A man is not his song/And I'm not a story." That's not to say she doesn't understand longing for tidy summations. The most stirring moment on the record is the call and response between Feist and choir: "The man is not his song/Though we all want to sing along/We all heard those old melodies/Like they're singing right to me" -- within which she reflects the powerful need to make connections, and our attempts to cheat mortality through the permanence of art. Feist has made her sex-and-death record, and in turn she has created her boldest statement yet. It's messy, confusing, thrilling, and of course, filled with pleasure. ~ Bekki Bemrose
Rolling Stone - 3.5 stars out of 5 -- "These songs build slow as they add instrumental muscle on a skeletal form, arriving at something at once scary and lovely. The musical palette is wide and subtle..."
Spin - "The title track, with its twists and turns and pleasure-yawps, sounds fun largely because it sounds spontaneous."
Entertainment Weekly - "On PLEASURE, she's reduced the sing-alongs to a minimum, stripping her songs of almost any rock and roll abandon for a folk-based template that is beautifully minimalist and measured." -- Grade: B+
Magnet - "It's roughhewn and stark, unsettled and earnest, perhaps not unlike a set of demos. It's fascinating -- at times beautiful, at times abrasive."
Paste (magazine) - "Tonally, Feist exposes a storm of feeling on PLEASURE, probing an abyss of her own confusion, lack of trust in others and self-imposed isolation, and yet also a core tendency to love and care....Feist is raw and reflective here..."
Clash (magazine) - "[I]t's baffling to think that she has outdone herself here, producing what is her most intimate work yet....Rarely have her songs been as unpredictably structured as they are here, with fine details revealing themselves with adequate patience and attention."
Uncut (magazine) - "The result is music that has an acute sense of physicality -- of words pushed up and out from diaphragms, of fingertips moving roughly on and across strings..."