SOTD #739 – Hologram Teen
I had this one kid that worked for me at my label ages ago who listened non-stop to French electro-pop and Italian disco. He now works at a major electronic label working with some of the biggest electronic acts around. I never could understand all the stuff he was so into at the time. I […]
SOTD #733 – #738 – Rainham Sheds, Rattle, Kohti Tuhoa, Everyone is Dirty, No Sister
The beast that is Kohti Tuhoa, from Helsinki. Photo by Aleksi Sorjonen. Time has been fleeting lately. Great music slips through the cracks like golden dust. Are we gonna do something about it? Yes! Yes we can! Here, take a fistful. If we linger, it’ll slip away again. RAINHAM SHEDS I could be clever with […]
SOTD #731 – The Fireworks
Currently, I am not in love. Previous scribbles from moi would lead you to believe I covet certain men from certain distances for several months at a time – and that was true, in regards to the internal longing, the upheaval, the sense of lack. But now, as my life stagnates and the rest of […]
SOTD #730 – Kellar
Kellar is Andy Pyne. Kellar is Dan Cross. Kellar is seismic in relation to the music making you move around it. Kellar is propulsion in relation to pushing you to engage with what you are hearing. Kellar is there because it needs to be, and it is up to you how you deal with it. […]
SOTD #729 – Quimper
Blast. There’s this pianist that I used to know the name of. Howard? No, Harold. Harold something. Active in the late 80s. Don’t give me that patronizing look. The fact that I don’t buy vinyl doesn’t make me any less of a music scholar. I imagine the folks who dedicate entire rooms to albums lose […]
SOTD #728 – Ani Glass
Have you ever seen the movie Rad? It’s a movie about a small town boy that makes good on his BMX bike while he is constantly kept down by a corporate BMX company which is worried that if he races he will win. Anyway, there is a scene about a quarter of the way through […]
SOTD #727 – Big Bill
Big Bill hail from Austin, Texas and sound like nothing else that has come out of the town that SXSW has devoured. Tons of guitar twang with just the right amount of bending and swagger, that somehow brings to mind the super cool non-solo solos of the Dead Milkmen and the peckin’ party stomp and […]
SOTD #726 – Foxtales
Sometimes you find yourself in this weird place where you are looking for stuff but stuff finds you. I’m not a writer, and yet somehow I’m on a bunch of press lists. Like an insane amount of press lists. I have 30,000+ unread emails in that inbox, but then I’ll check that email and something […]
SOTD #725 – Blue Jeans
“Dad, why are all the songs on the radio about love?” I remember asking my dad this in our basement twenty years ago, back when the only songs I knew were golden oldies from the Supremes and Elvis and moptop-y Beatles. Even my six-year old self was bored of the heterosexual narrative, that constant refrain […]
SOTD #724 – Nachthexen
Didn’t Everett say that only women should form punk bands in this modern world? Time and again, the proof to that thesis bubbles and fizzes through the cracks. Filter through all the jorts-sporting boys that goof around with guitars and wanna chill with everyone, and eventually gold like this blasts through the mesh. Sheffield! You […]
