After much hand wringing, it finally clicks. I type: “Nicholas Krgovich's latest LP Who Cares? is an acoustic folk record.” Relief. Not totally ridiculous. But I must take care not to suggest that he is an acoustic folk musician. Because there’s not enough space here to properly roadmap Nicholas Krgovich’s body of work. P:ano, Gigi, No Kids and his own solo work veer with an enchanting obliviousness to prevailing musical climates or modes of genre classification. There’s no curve to be ahead of behind Krgovich’s wheel, no discernible road or direction. It’s a bit magic. My throat is dry so I swallow.
This record is a friend for anyone who can admit that their existential cobwebs need dusting. For quarter, third, mid-life, and whatever crises happen next, Krgovich addresses the harrowing question of its title head on. Returning to Vancouver following extensive touring with friends Mount Eerie and Nite Jewel, the artist says he entered “…a transitional period where I spent too much time thinking about things in a relatively limited way.” He needed joy, and he chose to find it in that timeless way: by singing about his problems. For this record he is accompanied by his old friend The Guitar, and it’s his first time playing the instrument in over eight years. Together they set about blooming one razor-tipped orchid after another, tender and bare documents of a crisis where sweetness betrays desperation, and hope can easily be found.
Thanks to the Vancouver time difference, Nicholas Krgovich and I were forced to contact each other via email. Luckily, he had plenty to type about where his new record came from, his work making music for commercials, and why those Vancouver club closures are worth it for a sick Arby’s.