While checking out Walsh's Smoke Weed About It last week, I discovered COOLRUNNINGS, who have also made their music available for free download on draculahorse.com. There are two EPs available, Buffalo and Babes Forever, the second of which I'm particularly enjoying at the moment.
The record is saturated with buxom rhythms that tremor through the body, initially feeling like the very best of music that you listen to for the pure sound of the thing. When the voice emerges, however, the lyrics are incisive and poetic, and seem to have originated in the same heart as the pulse.
In an interview for metropulse.com, Brandon Biondo has attributed the band's success to the face that they allow their music to be downloaded for free, and said of the music industry, "it’s not really that important anymore, and it’s awesome that now it’s all in the hands of the people who are actually really into music,” with which I wholeheartedly agree.
The band will be playing a run of shows this autumn with Millionyoung and Sunglasses.
SAN DIMAS OASIS
BABES FOREVER
TRIPPIN BALLS AT DUR WEINERSCHNITZEL
Saturday, 18 September 2010
Monday, 6 September 2010
Mountain Man: Glasgow Academy
Last night I saw Mountain Man supporting Jonsi at the Academy. The set was short, but every song was breathtaking. The venue was much larger than The Deaf Institute, where I saw the band in June, and, obviously, the majority of the audience didn't come for the support, but their presence completely commanded the hall's attention. And I'd have to say that, in the past three months, Mountain Man have grown even tighter, which I wouldn't have believed possible.
There is something so enchantingly sublime about watching this band play. Made the Harbour is seductive and consuming, but even that does not compare to the live renditions, actually seeing in the faces that which you were so sure you heard on the record.
This is a recording of Dog Song. It is absolutely beautiful, just listen to those last wails.
There is something so enchantingly sublime about watching this band play. Made the Harbour is seductive and consuming, but even that does not compare to the live renditions, actually seeing in the faces that which you were so sure you heard on the record.
This is a recording of Dog Song. It is absolutely beautiful, just listen to those last wails.
Saturday, 4 September 2010
Paper Bird: Daytrotter Session
Paper Bird, a seven-piece band from Denver, Colorado, have just recorded a new Daytrotter session which is available for free download and accompanied by a lovely article from Sean Moeller. The session was the first I'd heard of the band and it has me enamoured. The tracks are awash with zesty rhythms, the legion of vocalists staunchly harmonising with each other as their myriad instruments are tooted, beaten and plucked.
Paper Bird's second full length album, When The River Took Flight, was released at the end of July completely independently and can be purchased from the band's official site.
Labels:
colorado,
daytrotter,
denver,
paper bird,
sean moeller,
session,
when the river took flight
Tuesday, 31 August 2010
Francois & The Atlas Mountains
Francois Marry, originally from Saintes, France, has just released Plaine Inondable on Fence Records, one of my favourite labels, based in Fife. This means that, despite being based in Bristol, he spends a lot of time in Scotland and I'm hoping to catch him on 9th September at the beginning of this smattering of UK dates:
09/09 - Stereo, Glasgow
10/09 - Roxy Rooms, Edinburgh
11/09 - Kings Place, London
12/09 - Stanmer House, Brighton
I'm really looking forward to the Stereo gig because there are quite a few other Fence artists playing, such as Rozi Plain, which will be quite interesting to watch. For now, here is the video to Francois' Be Water, which apparently features 'hand painted watercolour animation'. I'm not entirely sure what that is, but I like it.
09/09 - Stereo, Glasgow
10/09 - Roxy Rooms, Edinburgh
11/09 - Kings Place, London
12/09 - Stanmer House, Brighton
I'm really looking forward to the Stereo gig because there are quite a few other Fence artists playing, such as Rozi Plain, which will be quite interesting to watch. For now, here is the video to Francois' Be Water, which apparently features 'hand painted watercolour animation'. I'm not entirely sure what that is, but I like it.
Labels:
atlas mountains,
bristol,
fence,
fence records,
fife,
francois,
glasgow,
plaine inondable,
rozi plain,
stereo
Sweet Lights
Sweet Lights is Shai Halperin, a solo artist from Philadelphia whose début album will be released 10th October. It can be listened to in its entirety on Bandcamp and can be purchased for $5. Four of the tracks can be downloaded completely free. That's very reasonable.
As well as writing and performing the album, Halperin also mixed and produced the album together with Jeff Zeigler, who runs the Uniform Recording studio. The songs are melancholic and melodic. I particularly like Waterwell and A Hundred Needle Pins. As far as i can tell, Sweet Lights seem to be unsigned at the moment, but hopefully they'll be some shows in the run up to the album release.
Mp3s:
Message on the Wire
Are We Gonna Work It Out?
Red Lights
Waterwell
As well as writing and performing the album, Halperin also mixed and produced the album together with Jeff Zeigler, who runs the Uniform Recording studio. The songs are melancholic and melodic. I particularly like Waterwell and A Hundred Needle Pins. As far as i can tell, Sweet Lights seem to be unsigned at the moment, but hopefully they'll be some shows in the run up to the album release.
Mp3s:
Message on the Wire
Are We Gonna Work It Out?
Red Lights
Waterwell
Thursday, 26 August 2010
tooth ache.
I was introduced to tooth ache by Mountain Man's live cover of Holy Father and was more than intrigued enough to look the fellow Vermont artist up. I'm particularly taken with the song Eurydice, in which the voice is as haunting as the illusions to the myth, which describe ones inability to stop from slipping back into hell once touched by it.
'Every night it's a deadly fever/ and if i am taken like eurydice/ if you can't pull me from this hell/ you'll have to drag the death out of me. '
Eurydice is set for release on 1st September, and can be listened to on Bandcamp, along with previous releases, including a full length album, Illogically Chronic, which can actually be downloaded for free. I think the album is very good and has grown on me with each listen, especially Eyelids and and the gently jaunty, playful Dry.
'Every night it's a deadly fever/ and if i am taken like eurydice/ if you can't pull me from this hell/ you'll have to drag the death out of me. '
Eurydice is set for release on 1st September, and can be listened to on Bandcamp, along with previous releases, including a full length album, Illogically Chronic, which can actually be downloaded for free. I think the album is very good and has grown on me with each listen, especially Eyelids and and the gently jaunty, playful Dry.
Eurydice:
Labels:
dry,
eurydice,
illogically chronic,
mountain man,
tooth ache,
vermont
Monday, 16 August 2010
Arcade Fire: The Suburbs

I'm over a week late with this post and I'm sure there have been countless others on this album, but it needs to be here. I have been in love with Arcade Fire since I first heard Laika in 2004. Funeral was released on my 15th birthday, and I bought it with money I'd received. Six years later and I'm listening to their third album. That's a long time to be enamoured with a band. Maybe not in terms of a lifetime, but, as a twenty year old, they are one of very few who have survived in my heart this long.
My taste improved drastically when I 15: I discovered The Smiths, there's no going back from there. Apart from Arcade Fire, there's only a handful bands I still listen to that pre-date this time. I can only think of The Libertines, Pixies, and Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
I really think that The Suburbs will need a few more listens before I can know just how great it is. My thoughts at the moment are that it's quite different for Arcade Fire, but it's still one hell of an record. I doubt that anything will touch Funeral for me, that album is just perfect, just absolutely fucking perfect. Ten beauteous songs, each and everyone sending chill ripples through my body. But this is a post about The Suburbs, and The Suburbs is not Funeral, that's important to remember. This is not a life and death album. It's not the work of a band desperate to establish themselves, desperate to be what they know they can.
Somehow, since Neon Bible's release three years ago, Arcade Fire have become colossal by doing hardly anything at all. (How did that happen?) This is the work of a band who have achieved their goals. I think this gives as much as it takes away. The Suburbs doesn't ooze childlike joy with every note, but perhaps that's something that can only happen right at the beginning. I like how the album is flecked with references to itself; this is always a winner with me, I'm obsessed with albums that sound like albums, rather than just a collection of songs.
Also, Win's voice has developed; it's often a lot softer and has a real beauty which few male voices do. I especially like Deep Blue, Rococo and We Used To Wait, while Spawl II recaptures that crude energy that embodied Funeral, although I can't shake the feeling of being reminded of Talking Head's The Road To Nowhere.
I have tickets for me and a friend to see the band in December at Manchester Central, where I had the good fortune to see Morrissey twice in 2006. The last time I saw Arcade Fire I was on the barrier at Manchester Apollo, a 3000 capacity venue, so needless to say this will be quite a different experience.
The Suburbs is available for physical purchase and digital download from www.arcadefire.com
Labels:
arcade fire,
bands growing up,
deep blue,
funeral,
manchester,
neon bible,
sprawl,
suburbs,
the smiths
Wednesday, 4 August 2010
Persuing those dreams: #1

Last week I went for an interview to work as an assistant at a local record label, which I think it's best remains nameless. As I haven't heard anything back, I think its safe to assume I didn't get the job. Nevertheless, it was definitely a worthwhile experience, yet nothing like what I had expected.
The guy who interviewed me was in his late fifties, wearing stained tracksuit bottoms and a pink t-shirt, and definitely past his peak. From what I could tell, in his mind, I, as a young person, embodied the digitalisation of music and all its sins and deserved to be punished for them.
He proceeded to inform me that the music industry was in a state of turmoil, that it was impossible for anyone to make any money and that if I had been told otherwise then I had been lied to. I was given a long speech about the immorality of illegal downloads and, once again, how 'no one is making any money'. At first I found myself sympathising, perhaps even beginning to agree, much to my surprise; is was strange to hear an individual argue this point. Pretty much all the previous arguments I'd heard focussed, even if covertly, on the health of The Big Four. However, stubbornly outmoded as he seemed, it soon became clear that he would all too readily embrace this calamity if the cash would just start rolling in. He declared that his company didn't have a website (not true, I had googled it before the interview. Maybe someone set one up secretly for his own good). He slammed 'bedroom producers', insisting their notion that 'anybody can do it' was ruining the music industry, which at this point seemed to have become synonymous with himself.
If the industry does ostracise people like this, I truly believe it's for the better. In my opinion, it has never been in a fairer state. Sure, there are elements of the past which fill me with nostalgia for a time I never knew, like pirate radio and treasure-trove record stores. But what is even more exciting is the need for sanctuaries such as these being abolished. The Internet has the potential to give everyone equal opportunity. It's not quite there yet, but it's placed a lot more power in the hands of artists, where it rightly lies. I can't help but think that the only people who complain about its effects are those who previously capitalised through the exploitation of others and are now finding this tactic much more difficult to employ. What the Internet has really done is eliminated the need for the middle-man, which means, although revenue from record sales may be down as a whole, it is possible for artists to operate without a record label and therefore receive money directly from whatever sales they make rather than a meagre percentage after any number of people who had very little to do with the record have taken their cut.
I do agree with one of the stock arguments against digitalisation,that if someone creates something then it belongs to them and they have the right to decide who can and cannot possess their creation. I am not comfortable with the notion of being expected to pay for something which I cannot physically touch, and, for that matter, which could easily be lost forever due simply to bad luck. If you pay for a download, you have given your money in exchange for a product, but what you have purchased is effectively worthless, as it can be so readily duplicated at literally the touch of a button. There is no way for you to exchange it if you are not satisfied, there is no way to sell it on if you no longer wish to own it. I would so much rather pay for physical copies, but, discordantly, it's really not practical to own a physical copy of every album I want to listen to. It may not be right to enjoy people's work who have not given you the permission to do so, but artists do want us to listen to their work. They tell us so all the time. I think maybe selling songs on an individual basis is perhaps not the way to go any more. Don't ask me what is, I haven't got that far yet. I just know that the current system isn't fair on artists or consumers.
The industry is changing and artists will have to adapt to that. Many already have. There probably will be much less money to be made, but as I said before, as far as I'm concerned this merely purifies the mix, almost a form of natural selection. I'm not trying to say that anyone who makes any money out of music is evil - I just believe that no harm can come from cleaving the monstrous sums. Personally, I spend a lot of money attending gigs and am more than happy to do so, many having been among the best experiences of my life. I also buy the odd vinyl or CD, when a record is particularly great or promising and when I agree with the things the artist and label are trying to do and wish to support them. I think this is true of a lot of people.
It's still my dream to form some kind of career in the music industry, but what exactly I wish that to be I have no idea. My views may be idealised, but sometimes that's what you have to aim for if you want to get anywhere decent at all.
Labels:
big four,
digital,
downloading,
glasgow,
music industry
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
The Sandwitches

The Sandwitches are one of the promising acts currently emerging from the Bay Area. An E.P, Duck, Duck, Goose! is available for pre-order from Endless Nest, a Californian arts collective. The record was produced by Wymond Miles, a member of The Fresh and Onlys, whose ties to Woodsist can only be a good news. Although the E.P will only consist of four songs, their MySpace features a number of others, of which I would say Lightfoot and Idiot Savant stand out especially.
At the moment, Duck, Duck Goose! only seems to be being released on the vinyl format, as is the way over at Endless Nest. While I understand the ethos behind this, part of me finding it erotically appealing, I can't help but feel that bands and labels which choose to operate in this way are limiting themselves and their audience somewhat. I know I, despite my love for the physical record, would be extremely reluctant to pay for the impracticalities that accompany vinyl. But that's a different issue for a different time.
Labels:
bay area,
endless nest,
fresh and onlys,
san francisco,
sandwitches,
woodsist,
wymond miles
Thursday, 8 July 2010
Kimya Dawson: Driving Driving Driving
In this song released in a Youtube video, Kimya Dawson sings about her new fears as a mother for the future of humanity in context of the ongoing BP oil spill. As characteristic of Dawson's work, Driving Driving Driving exposes the true magnitude of a situation through explorating the plights of individuals and as a result is truly moving.
Labels:
bp,
driving driving driving,
kimya dawson,
moldy peaches,
oil spill
Sunday, 4 July 2010
Mountain Man: three female vocalists, one acoustic guitar, beautiful, beautiful harmonies.
Mountain Man, darlings of the Underwater Peoples label that I love so much, have just released Made the Harbor, their first full length album, and it is very, very good. All thirteen tracks are spellbinding and I wouldn't be without a single one.
Second song Animal Tracks is heart-rending for reasons that you just can't place, like a smell trying to evoke a distant memory. The vocals rise and swell, ebb and fall, rise and swell, the melody revealing the story rather than the esoteric lyrics, arranged over just two chords. It is this simplicity which is particularly striking about the album; for all Dog Days' haunting ferocity. only a smattering of guitar notes frame the yearning voices, while many tracks, such as the cover of The Mills Brothers' How'm I Doing? and album closer, River Song, are completley a cappella. Oh, and I must mention, if only in passing, the latter's use of rasping breath in place of percussion.
In short, Mountain Man are fantastic, the best thing I have heard for a very, very long time. he more I listen, the more I realise this is something special and that Mountain Man have created that than which there is nothing more beautiful; an album which part of you wants to selfishly clutch to your chest and never share, ever ever.
During a gig in Manchester a few weeks ago, Amelia Randall Meath joked that she once stopped someone from killing her by singing them a song; something which is not entirely unbelievable. If any music has the power to calm a murderous mind, this is it.
Labels:
glasgow,
made the harbor,
manchester,
mountain man,
music,
underwater peoples
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