Restoring a lost gem to the crown of White Fence, God? is bringing the first, self-titled, White Fence album back to the vanguard. Tim Presley"s been building a White Fence he can be proud of since back in 2010; his fourth trip to the other side of the fence just dropped and new pop music horizons continue to shimmer invitingly in all the music that he makes. If you walked into the party when the second album was playing or even the new one, those"re probably a great place to start too. But this first record is a REALLY good place to start. Tim"s a veteran of a few bands before White Fence, like Darker My Love, and he"s made records with Ty Segall and The Strange Boys too, but his own thing is very special, as you may know -- a foolproof and ever-morphing approach to writing songs by bringing the freshness of lysergic 60s visions into the present day. As if that"s all there was, which if you think about it...that"s all there needs to be really. Tunes for us to sing, fun thoughts for us to have. So the tunes are there and they do everything great, but they warp and ripple as if something had gone awry with the tape machine. "White Fence" keeps the hits coming - like shafts of sunlight through oblong holes in the ceiling. It"s got highs and lows - like cough syrup in a heat-warped July. Faint hints of British accent makes us feel that we"re listening to Nobility Rock, where the singer is a king or someone like that, a Duke or an Earl, ruling over a bit of territory and considering what goes on in his land every day. The songs are these thoughts, and strands and scraps of chime and glimmer are carelessly strewn about in them, magically contriving this enchanted land with an insanely pure view of it all. And the tunes just keep coming at your brain, and hooking it. This pressing returns "White Fence" to the LP shelf for the first time since the Saladin daze of 2010, when too few copies were made and they all went away. It"s a perfectly balanced two-sided journey - and with "Be Right Too", the best is saved for last, a melody that will haunt and linger in a righteous way. Leaving us to feel that this is what pop songs were meant to be. They were!