Drones, drums created by planets smashing together, noises that were futuristic fifty years ago, vagueness, heaviosity. These are all things I look for in a potential mate. We’re living in post-Impala times now. Wand are very hard to google and if you look in the dictionary under Noise-Throb, they’re there, looking back at you.
I can’t for the life of me embed the Wand player, but if you click here, it’ll open in a new window.
Also, a nice young man named Galkin wrote in and asked us to listen to his psych/slacker-rock EP. Of course I always listen to anything described as “psych/slack” and quite frankly it fits the description perfectly. It makes me want to lay on the edge of the submerged quarry and watch the last rays of summer fade over the horizon. Galkin played all of the instruments on the tracks, and you could compare it to Unknown Mortal Orchestra perhaps.
If you’ve a spare seven minutes to contemplate love and our place in the universe, Aiden Moffat (Arab Strap, & Bill Wells) and Clémence Poésy (The Tunnel, In Bruges) would like to talk to you
Now we all know from listening to the John Peel show that’s it fine to play records at the wrong speed, especially if it’s avant garde noise, but have a listen to this pretty well known tune and let me know what you think…
I know a lot of you lovely ‘Spillers like to cook up a storm, so here’s another cook book promo I made for the excellent publisher Kitchen Press. Brixton Village is “the home of street food” in the UK with about 40 different vendors all making specialty food from around the globe. We had a most excellent day filming & eating there. The book’s out in a month, and I’m looking forward to making some of the dishes. I’ve already had a pop at the Okonomiyaki, which you can see briefly in the video, and very nice it was too.
Noise ridden wall of sound pop melodies fuzzy skygaze shoegaze hazy days; the Coves record has gone on my shelf next to JAMC, Raveonettes, Mazzy Star and all the rest. There’s a lot more to it than first meets the ear, needs uninterrupted listens in full, and has myriad sparkling & eclectic pop delights. One more after the jump;
If you like a bit of low-down dirty sleaze from the edges of decency painted in a nicotine stained 1970s palette…if you like dark humour from the edges of desperation and madness…if you like a nasty, reeking assault on modern niceties…then click on….if you don’t like left wing skin on right wing leather…then this is not for you…
Because The ‘Spill is listed on Hype Machine we get a lot of submissions, which are nearly all awful half baked demos and turgid electro, so it’s a rare treat when I click a link and get to hear something that’s not utter tripe.
So! Well done for not being shit, Mr Liam Finn! And well done for coining the phrase of 2014 “Snug As Fuck”! And well done on the fab video! And well done on your 60s inflected charming psyche pop!
It reminds me a bit of early 90s never-ran Comfort, who performed under the name Out Of My Hair, who released one album of brilliant music and big hair before vanishing into the ether – am I the only one that remembers him?