Wind is underrated. People complain about it messing up their hair, lowering their gas mileage, and forcing footballs off course of intended receivers; the element never seems to get the applause it deserves. It can provide energy, cool down a hot muggy day, and most importantly, wind can add a certain mysterious, relaxed detail to a person’s environment. Vancouver oddball, Mac Demarco, has brewed up a breezy concoction of leisure and turbulence on his new single, “Ode to Viceroy.” Drawing comparisons to Real Estate and Kurt Vile, Demarco fits snugly alongside the two indie-slacker champions; “Ode to Viceroy” is about as laid back as the morning after New Year’s Eve. The guitars bumble along in distinct reverberated melody, the drums sound lazy and haphazard, and Demarco’s vocal delivery follows the same eyes-half-shut personality as the musicianship– and that’s a good thing. Demarco croons with misty ease illustrating the casual morning wakeup of a nihilist, singing, “Viceroy. Early in the morning, just trying to let the sun in, and open up my eyes.” The song’s colorful touch of psychedelia makes Demarco distinct from the other hipster-slackers that dominate the world of indie-rock today. If the rest of his new album, 2, is as laid-back and smoggy as “Ode to Viceroy,” then 2 will be no doubt on rampant repeat throughout the windy days of Autumn and Winter on my iPod.