Friday, 29 July 2011
The Drunken Draculas get drunk
Steven Nunez and I play in a band called The Drunken Draculas, and we have a recording diary going at the moment. you can check it out here, and proper songs will be up shortly.
Monday, 11 July 2011
Summer Sun and Coralie Clement
Coralie Clement plays that hip, French café music that every American Francoph is sure to appreciate. She has released a slew of records over the last 7 years, but her first is still my favorite. Sounding like a recent Woody Allen soundtrack, with a laidback and untailored lyrical approach, Coralie is worth a spin on an afternoon drinking wine and enjoying the sunny weather.
Here is a video from said record.
Here is a video from said record.
Thursday, 7 July 2011
A summer with Gorky’s - Early Singles
With this being the summer of Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci, here are two tracks from the band's early period. As is the case with most of their early material, they are mostly in Welsh and have that psychedelic playfulness that is all in vogue these days.
Both of these songs can be found on a recent retrospective from the group, “20: Singles & EPs 94-96” released by Sanctuary Records but originally released in limited quantities on the Welsh label Ankst. You can buy it here, and download some of their early songs here.
(Merched Yn Neud Gwallt Ei Gilydd)
(Bocs Angelica)
And a video for "Merched...". Feel the early 90s British psychedelic pop!
Both of these songs can be found on a recent retrospective from the group, “20: Singles & EPs 94-96” released by Sanctuary Records but originally released in limited quantities on the Welsh label Ankst. You can buy it here, and download some of their early songs here.
(Merched Yn Neud Gwallt Ei Gilydd)
(Bocs Angelica)
And a video for "Merched...". Feel the early 90s British psychedelic pop!
Vasquez: Instrumental Scottish Tech. Rock
Most of the time, I'm a pop grinch -- unless it has three verses, a refrain, and a key change for the final chorus, I'm all but legally obliged to stay 500 feet away*. Vazquez are the kind of band that make me feel like the Grinch at end of the story, though, when his heart grows three sizes bigger and he wonders if there's room for technical rock in there, too. The Edinburgh three-piece's self-titled EP conjures up powerful-sounding metaphors: a particle collider, where hooks appear and vanish in milliseconds, or a subterfuge that churns a flood of sound into melodic lines. Mixed metaphors aside, these songs are dense but approachable, and schizophrenic in a way that rewards multiple listens.
*Which makes me more of a pop sex offender.
Saturday, 2 July 2011
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