Doo-wop a dop pop! I was diggin this in the summer. Remember summer? Man, that was nice. Popsicles and tank tops. Sprinklers and sun glasses…Dream Cop is the effort of Tommy Davidson, who definitely holds his own amongst the other one man bedroom projects out there. Light and nice, but not too fluffy. Put this on next time you’re sloppin through the rain on your way to work. Might make all that water just a little bit brighter.
A powerful mix of gospel, country, rock, pop, and tons more. This music evokes a strong emotional reaction in me. It pulls and pushes, sometimes with great force and sometimes with a gentle and soft guiding hand. Raucous, determined, focused, and moving. This is the great white north. It is beautiful and dangerous.
These tracks are off the debut album, A Mountain Is a Mouth. Their second album, Open Flames, is scheduled for release in October 2011.
Gently rolling through the clouds… They part and the earth rises slowly to meet with steady feet. Sand shifting between the toes. A peaceful calm envelopes and caresses a mind full of wonder as beautiful harmonies ring in the ear.
Happy Friday everyone! These guys are legit. No doubt about it. Go to the myspace and check out the live videos and see for yourself.
http://www.myspace.com/thiscaveman
This shit is tiiiight.
This is it. A definitive summer album. Finally a full length from Fair Ohs, Everything Is Dancing is exactly the type of record I wished for and expected to hear from these guys. Fun, with a capital F-U-N. I just want to jump up and down and bounce around and drink pina coladas. I enjoyed every song. That being said, some of the songs are very similar in sound. Fair Ohs does not stray from what works for them on this record (except for a couple of wild noise breakdowns), and that is light-poppy-upbeat-tropical perfection. Something I could listen too all day, everyday. Im so happy to not be disappointed, you know. Giddy even.
Just two songs out right now from ABADABAD. From Brooklyn, which seems to be a bit of a hot spot for great music these days. I don’t really know much else, other than the music so far is damn good and that’s a great band name.
With Wolf Parade on indefinite hiatus, what better time to check out the various side projects of its members? Organ Music not Vibraphone like I’d Hoped is the latest release from Spencer Krug’s solo ambition. Dripping with that visceral and majestic feeling that Krug is so good at delivering, Organ Music meanders through a landscape of dreamy fantasy. The six songs on the album flow into each other beautifully yet remain distinct. This is a great way to get lost in your own mind as Krug leads you around by the ear. Into your dreams, your desires, your inner most fears and aspirations…
So you wanna know what the next best thing is going to be? What we should all be looking forward to. Warm Weather of course! Perfect summer music. I would expect we will all be hearing a lot more from these guys in the future. Just a hunch, but this sound is destined for big things. The album, Dances, is free on bandcamp. Thats right, FREE!! So go get it, quick. Before they catch on and realize they should be charging money for it.
http://warmweather.bandcamp.com/album/dances
A new Nurses track. Absolutely wonderful. Apples Acre was in my top 5 of 2010 and based on this track their upcoming release Dracula will be just as amazing.
Its just all so gosh darn good. There is nothing out there quite like this right now. Wise Blood offers the perfect mix of soul and lo-fi beats. It turns out that sampling can be an art form, where something new and beautiful is created out of something that came before it. We should all be thankful. Go buy the EP on Bandcamp (http://hazemotes.bandcamp.com/), it costs 5 bucks and is worth way more. New album called ‘These Wings’ drops on August 2nd, put out by Dovecote, it will be the Wise Blood label debut.
The snow is falling. We wander now, just for the fun of it. It’s cold. We can see our breath billow out and disappear as we scrape our heels along the frigid concrete. Everything is closed, but it doesn’t matter. We are going somewhere magical. Ducking into an alcove we huddle for warmth and a cigarette. What time is it? Does it make a difference? It’s cold.
The door in the alcove swings open behind us. We spin to face a blast of heat. It’s emanating from inside. It folds around us pulling us in, comforting us against the harsh reality of outside. There is a long hallway stretched out before us. Red wall paper and gilded molding dimly reflect the light cast from the row of candle lit chandeliers that adorn the ceiling. There is music drifting from the end of the hall. We can hear the sound of laughter as well. Both are faint, but they are getting stronger as we make our way along. It all sounds so wondrous. The music seeps into our bones, into our muscles and ligaments. We dance now, just for the fun of it. All of a sudden we realize the sound of laughter has been coming from us.
There doesn’t appear to be an end to the hallway, and no curves or bends up ahead either. It just goes on forever, but it doesn’t matter. There is just the music and the warmth and the dancing. It’s all we will ever need.
And then he is there. Standing in front of us. His suit shimmers in a way that prevents the eye from resting in any one place for too long. He seems to float and sway, yet he is solid as well. A presence. We cannot get by him, but we do not want to anyway. His face is shining as well. It is a beautiful face. He holds out two glasses of steaming liquid. “Drink?” We ask what is it. “Hot Toddy.” We take our drinks and have a sip, our mouths exploding with flavour. We ask where we are, what is this place? “This is BLACKSMOKETOAST. It is a special place. There is nothing to fear” We know there is not. “The hallway goes on for as long as you want it to. It will end when you stop dancing.” We ask who are you? “I am bionicunicorn. I am master of this place.”
