This record is gonna go under the radar for a lot of people this year and that’s a shame. These dudes come from the Phil Elverum camp of Anacortes, WA and have served as his touring band in the past. Their sound reflects the calmness of the Pacific Northwest, with their songs never getting loud per se, but they have emotional weight. The songs are slow and silky, like fog wafting over trees in the mountains.
Check it out!
My only wish is that I never tire of this song.
There was a huge burst of activity around this dude when this song first came out in the middle of the year, but then everything died down. I still think this is one of the best songs of the year so far. Whenever a song makes my calf muscles pulsate with the beat and my neck shake to-and-fro, that’s when I know I have a good song on my hands. Here’s a reminder for all the electronic fans out there.
The next big thing, AKA Mitski, is primed to take over the world with her upcoming full-length, Bury Me At Makeout Creek, coming out on Double Double Whammy very soon. The whole record is an emotional tour-de-force, ripe with late-college//post-college feelings brined in songs of familial and relational love. These songs are put forth by a mixture of vicious and delicate guitars, along with a mixture of vocal timbres. Mitski is able to switch from a faintly specter of a voice to that of a valkyrie swooping into war.
YO, pick up this record. This is the business.
Wasn’t really too big of a fan of this band, but I’m really into this song. Hope they put out a full-length on Suicide Squeeze that’s in sort of the same vein as this. Can’t really get into a lot of the super-Burger style music.
I have to write a paper about video games now. Woop woop.
-T
I’ve seen these two Aussie lovelies twice now and both shows were wonderful. They make some somber music that I’m pretty into. This came into the station when I was working in NYC, so I didn’t get to listen to it for my job, but hey I’m okay with listening to it now. They’re also really nice people. Support this band when they come through your area.
-T
I’ve been listening to a lot of Smiths lately and this one and “That Joke Isn’t Funny Anymore” have been really resonating with me. For the longest time I always thought that The Queen Is Dead was my favorite Smiths album, but Meat Is Murder is slowly overtaking it. The Queen has the hits, and Meat Is Murder has them as well, but this one’s got the for real emotional sad boys 2003 shit on here. It also has the incredible funk of “Barbarism Begins At Home” which is totally unexpected. I love a good bassline and this song really captures that. That song actually comes right after this one I posted here. Kind of like a shot of adrenaline to the heart after a sadsack song like this one. The rain at the end puts the right amount of melodrama into this song.
OG college rock coming to me right at the tail end of college. Should have seen it coming. That’s the humor of it all.
“Well I wonder, do you see me when we pass? I have died. Please keep me in mind.”
“Gasping, dying, but somehow still alive.”
I swear I’m just being a fucking mope about this shit, but Smiths are really coming through to me right now.
Be well,
-T
I saw this band on Saturday and they blew me away so much that I bought this 7″ for $10. It’s probably the most I’ve ever paid for so little music, but like, it’s worth it. Check this song out before people start bringing this band up so much it gets annoying.
-T
I’ve listened to a lot of music this year so far. It’s now about half over, so here’s a list of 15 albums that perhaps you should check out if you haven’t. If you have, that’s pretty cool. They’re in alphabetical order, because I don’t even have an ALBUM OF THE YEAR yet, so I’m giving them all fair shots. Here we go:
Hello. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? First time posting anything since January. I’ve been busy consuming music at an alarming pace so I can hopefully spit back out some worthy finds to keep for myself, along sharing them with everyone else. It’s the summer, so there’s no reason why I shouldn’t be writing about the stuff I’m constantly doing, right?
So here we have a song off of the new LP from Emma Ruth Rundle, formerly (or currently) in band Marriages and Red Sparowes, and it satisfies all of my wants and desires that Chelsea Wolfe’s previous album, “Pain Is Beauty,” filled last year. This track is a good signifier on what the rest of the album sounds like: dark, churning, smoldering emotion bubbling in a cauldron of Rundle’s, waiting to be served up to some unlucky sap who gets caught on the wrong side of her gaze.
It’s also dripping with some pretty nostalgic 90s guitar textures, along with a pretty awesome croon by Rundle in the chorus. I’m not too well-versed in that realm of female singer-songwriter, but it did remind me of the days that my mom would blast Indigo Girls in our house when we were cleaning – in the best way possible. Not to say that Rundle is like Indigo Girls, but more that she is able to evoke that kind of specific emotion through the timbre of her voice.
It’s a HUGE album, soundscape wise. Songs echo into a dark cavern; deep bass drum and gong hits don’t just reverberate, they disintegrate into darkness. Rundle’s voice acts as a siren to lead confused soldiers into the cavern, only to have them ensnared within the alluring blackness.
Some Heavy Ocean is out on Sargent House now!
Warm Visions 