Troublewazzawazzalone. We love happy songs about sad stuff,
especially when those happy songs allow us to use words like calypsophisticated. Or
socadelic. Tropicool? That's enough. Tanlines are two dudes from Brooklyn whose music is so bright and
shiny, staring at it will make you sneeze (but only if you are awesome enough to have ACHOO syndrome). We spoke to Jesse Cohen from the band about Stalin
and Robert Palmer. [Continues...]
According to Braeley Whaley his new EP is
about "taking too many drugs in the desert with my friends, beating up Jesus and eventually dying
from thirst." Orff-some.
Sometimes amazing things happen. In years to come your grandchildren will
ask "where were you when Luke Perry covered the
Beverly Hills 90210 theme tune?" (RIP Scott Scanlon.)
The awesome Stricken City are
back to make mischief of one kind and another. In this brand new video for a brand new song a forest
grows and grows and grows until the ceiling hangs with branches and the walls become the world all
around and a waterfall tumbles by. From today you can download a free four-song EP from their website. Let the wild rumpus start.
When I was 9 I invented my first joke, something about John Lennon dropping some eggs and saying
yoke oh oh no. My gags haven't improved much since. Maybe these great Danes grew up being equally
unhilarious, after all their new album is called Eggs. At least they
had the good sense to ask dude de jour Caribou to remix this song. He's turned it into an amazing shiny
rocket ship. I bet Caribou invents great jokes.
Today's Big Love
love-in continues with a peek at another forthcoming release, this time a 7" from LA's Pearl Harbor AKA the band we have been daydreaming about. It's limited to 300
copies. Buy one and your life will be 45% more awesome.
There are many cool things in Japan (like this and this and this and this) but perhaps coolest of all is Big Love, the best little record label in Tokyo. Their next release is a split
7" from our pals Small Black and Cali dreamers Young Prisms. Get it while you can.
Because of the angle this photo was taken at you can't see Kyle Parker's torso curling around the globe then trailing off into space past
Venus past Mercury past the sun and out out out forever, but trust us, it is. He told us
about his old cat and happy songs about sad stuff. [Continues...]
I read somewhere that Jeremy Jay cites John Hughes' movies as a songwriting
influence. In that case this song, the b-side of his new Sexbeat single, is the morning after the
end credits roll, when the dork walks down to Shermer High after hooking up with the hottest girl in
town. Hell yeah. It's on for forever.
Things we are into, but don't mention often: bands with the word babe in
their name. Happy afrobeat guitars. Songs about aquatic creatures that don't sounds like the
bleeding insides of a whale's diseased nightmare. Bubble baths. Percentage of these things fulfilled
by the jaunty MOR folk-pop of Babe Shadow's Sea Serpents: 75%!
Glasser songs sound like ancient tribal lullabies. Had the Vikings been lucky enough to hear her soothing melodies they wouldn't have done all that raping and pillaging. They'd be in Norway sipping fruit tea and practicing pilates. Here she answers our 321 questions and gets a galactic makeover from the always amazing Astronomer. [Continues...]
If you put these guys in
the middle of a candlelit room, then gently placed your fingers on them,
would they deliver doomy news from the darkside? The second half of this
song is a clue. Out soon on Clan Destine
Records.
If you're a patron of thebestplaces then you probably know Psychobuildings
and regularly jam their agitated machine funk, even though they have
existed for less time than the cheeseburgers we will eat for lunch. This
band is so fresh and new and rapidly evolving that if you watch them for an
hour their hair will grow three metres. Lead dude Peter LaBier told us about
the Mac, Shaq and... medieval diaphragms. [Continues...]
If we were to answer our own 321 questions then
'many mansions' would be a good wish. Even better would be 'sparkly portal
(from our sofa to Nandos)'. These astral travelling dudes have a split
12" with Truman Peyote
out soon on The Whitehaus
Family Record.
If you haven't already heard the fuck-fuelled noise of Comanechi's awesome Crimes Of
Love album then we recommend you pick up a copy now (you might want to wear
gloves). Here our favouriteBlondes drag
Dalston's dirtiest duo down a light-yearlong k-hole, to a land where
octopus-dudes play piano on the beach and neon unicorns frolic in a sea of
lasers.
Like our feeble minds, Dam Mantle's patchwork songs balance precariously on the brink of collapse. They always seem to be almost falling apart, until stretched seams reveal their intricate stitching. This is his third appearance here in as many months so we asked him to do
the 321. From his forthcoming Grey EP, here is a polished new version of Yoghourt. [Continues...]
Lonely
Galaxy makes falling in love sound like the worst kind of torture. We worry that getting it wrong this
time will finish him off for good. But there is hope. A fragile, twinkling glockenspiel. It's going to be
OK, Lonely dude. An EP full of these heartsick jams arrives soon, delivered by those heartbreakers at Transparent.
Kingdom
may not be clairvoyant, but there is something visionary about his hyper
hybrid brand of sassy avant-bass music. Our pals at Acephale are releasing a lustrous, limited-edition 10"
that you can order now, and Acephale alumni, CFCF provides this glacial two-step refix. After the jump
Kingdom talks Mimi and Baby Girl. [Continues...]
Our dude Radiant Dragon says his latest
twilight lullaby is about, "mountains, mist, and a girl." So a
bit like The Dark Crystal then,
but with fewer puppets. Look out for an album later this year on his own DIY label, Cloud Factory.
Hustlers of the world, there is one mark you cannot beat: the mark inside. For Valentine's we got you this sad and lovely Elliott Smith cover by Cymbals Eat Guitars. Don't shoot it all at once.
At a recent show, the smaller, blonder half of Pinglewood declared that Friendly Fires
sound like, "a chase scene in a Chevy Chase movie." There is no higher praise. St Albans' finest are
nominated for British Breakthrough Act at this year's Brit Awards and you should vote for them.
If you don't Pixie Lott might win and nobody wants that. In a move of sordid mutual gratification the
band covered Holy Ghost and the native New Yorkers fervently reciprocated. The resulting 12"s will emerge soon.
[The last half of this post was brought to you by Chatroulette.]
Friendly Fires - Hold On (Holy Ghost cover) [Stream only]
Holy Ghost - On Board (Friendly Fires cover) [Stream only]
If you want to save yourself from 12 months of experimental grammar and bad
jokes about band names (ie reading this blog) then buy the amazing new compilation
from Paradise Vendors Inc and Italian Beach Babes. It's like someone recorded everything related to the word awesome then turned it into a
limited edition 12". This Spectrals song reminds me of a dream I had about vampires drowning Phil Spector
in a bath of gin.
Sunderbans and Pinglewood both have names inspired by Bengali words, but while
Sundarban is Bengali for 'beautiful forest' and refers to an actual beautiful forest, Pinglewood means 'tatty bloghole.' Here, Chris from the
lugubrious trio remixes their song Road Kill, making it less about being squashed on the motorway, more about
snoozing the day away. Sunderbans' debut single is out soon on Young & Lost Club.
Our pals at Family Time have put together an amazing new 12"
compilation, featuring some of our favourite weirdos: Deep Sht, Blessure Grave, Trudgers, Ancient Crux and many more. From it, here is Twin Lion's sinewy tribute to the 1st Duke of
Suffolk, Henry Grey and his daughter, Lady Jane Grey. (We made that last
bit up.)
The last time we caught up with these bright young
things they were called The Mono, which is a bit like being called The Glandular Fever. If their old name referred to
a lack of colour, then the new one, The Shimmer, adds a bit of sparkle. Here they
glimmer darkly on the b-side to their debut single, out soon on the aptly named Hit Club.
I've neglected to mention my FADER column of late. Recently I've spoken to the amazing Mazes, the startling The Sticks, and the excellent Egyptian Hip Hop. For some reason I asked them all about fighting. Probably because I've "got a lot of guts".
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