Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Guesses for Coachella 2012

Some haphazard assumptions:
M83
Florence and the Machine
Prodigy
The Belle Brigade
Blind Pilot
Das Rascist
Keep Shelley in Athens
Plaid
Holy Ghost!
The Rapture
The Head and the Heart
Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks
The Horrors
First Aid Kit
Other Lives
Tune-yards
The Vaccines
Two Door Cinema Club

Wishlist:
Childish Gambino
Little Dragon
Bowie
Baths
Vincent James McMorrow

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Mid April Love

What is this warmth radiating from the sky? And forcing me to find my spring dresses amidst my winter coats and long sleeves shirts? Though TS Eliot will never have me forget that April is the cruellest month; so let's not forget. Let's coast on through from its painful grasp and follow melodic footsteps towards jubliant sunshine in the following form:

The Antlers - Every Night My Teeth are Falling
The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - Belong
Ratatat - Loud Pipes
Yeasayer - Madder Red
Menomena - Killemall
Cat Stevens - Wild World
LCD Soundsystem - Home

Friday, April 15, 2011

Confession

Okay fine, I'll admit it: new Pains of Being Pure at Heart? Growing on me.

Well, just the the title track "Belong". It's a step away from their debut, which was a homage to the Field Mice. But the Field Mice were rifting off Factory Records' The Wake. So everything's cyclic and few things are new. Anyways, the new album Belong is a lazy version of the Stone Roses who were a less fuzzy version of My Bloody Valentine. Didn't I say things are cyclic? In other words, it's soft dreamy pop music over synths, a barely there bass, a shoegaze wisp of vocals, and a bit of lazy drumming.

But the more I listen to it, the more it grows on me! How infectious! Stream it at their website.

"In hospitals, in shopping malls with heavy heads and locker walls. An empty street at 3 a.m., you told me you’re not one of them."

We just don't belong.

(Now off to Coachella!)

Monday, January 10, 2011

First of many marriage proposals

Dear Brent Knorf,

Can I please marry your vocals? Just them, nothing else. I don't need your physical body, although it might help to have when I ask you to improvise a song for me. You might need your fingers then to play the piano, guitar, watercups, or glockenspiel.

Thank you for your consideration.
Sincerely,
Me