
I always have really high hopes for Northside, and I always end up wussing out. After a very fun Thursday evening (see yesterday's post), I was planning on an ambitious Friday night for Northside's busiest day. I ended up just hanging out in South Brooklyn with my friends, which is, you know, a good thing to do, but wouldn't necessarily happen at a festival that didn't take place in your home town. Ah, the perils of local music. Luckily, Impose's showcase took place on Saturday night, which provided another opportunity to see a bunch of really great bands. I was [...]
With the release of major-label debut What Will We Be (Warner Bros.), Devendra Banhart proves once again he has the potential to be one of his generation's major players. His voice, with its careening vibrato and fuse-blowing intensity, sounds something like Marc Bolan's, but his repertoire may be more all over the map than anyone [...]

Lusciously layered guitars induce a trancelike state in Matteah Baim's Blind Man's , a song evoking the infinite, playing the razor's edge of beauty and starkness of being. Such is the character of Matteah Baim 's darkly poetic songs. They're serious, best taken at night by candlelight and paired with a goblet of tannin-heavy wine. Barely twenty, Baim's already toured with Antony and the Johnsons, Devendra Banhart, Lichens, Pit Er Pat and Jana Hunter as a former half of Metallic Falcons (with Sierra Casady of CocoRosie). Baim's curious appeal inspired [...]

Deuxième album solo pour l'ex-Metallic Falcons, qui nous entraine sur des rivières serpentines, sa voix comme des lianes vertes suspendues, prêtes à nous entraver, nous lier à cette jungle de taffetas épais, qui brille discrètement en nous enveloppant tout entier. Au bord des eaux elle jetait sa guitare, couverture de son premier album solo, Death Of The Sun, avec Laughing Boy, Matteah Baim a retrouvé le soleil... [MP3] Matteah Baim - Pagoda [MP3] Matteah Baim - He Turned My Mind Around

I remember a bunch of years ago while I was still on my world (educational) tour, before I moved back to New York, I'd be nonstop asking my artisty friends for stories of their NYC encounters with the people on my iPod. (Yes I was one of those.) There was this friend, who had a friend of a friend etc., that took voice lessons with Tip. I liked the sound of that, imagining that signature rasp turning toward melody. This was during the big release-less gap from '99 to now ( Kamaal The Abstract notwithstanding), so I figured we'd [...]
Ex-Metallic Falcon Matteah Baim has released her second solo album, again falling in with good company at DiChristina Stairbuilders. The feelings are more expansive than her first album, however Laughing Boy still centers around the essentially sparse sonic palate that Baim has employed in the past. On her first album dry winds parched the isolated climate of Baim's musical world, punctuated only slightly by the charred strains of her guitar marking the hillsides. Here she plays more with layered vocals and a smattering of mournful strings and scattered percussion. These additions may stem from the fact that as [...]

matteah baim river 2007 (française version) La rivière, tu ne la vois pas tout de suite. Tu entends d'abord ses murmures. Là-bas, derrière la rangée d'arbres dont se joue le soleil de l'été qui s'en va. La rivière tu ne la vois pas encore. Seulement le ponton et la barque que tu devines, au bruit, amarrée. Le gars, lui, il est là. Assis. Il attend. Il fume une clope. Tu ne vois que [...]

Matteah Baim, the non-CocoRosie affiliated half of Metallic Falcons has forged on without Sierra Cassidy to create an album of disparate, haunted folk songs that loll over your senses like desert clouds. With the help of a few friends (Jana Hunter, Devendra Banhart, Rob Doran) she has taken her palate of lonesome inky textures and blown it dry with a wanderer's spirit. Her songs ring with a wounded sense of femininity and mournful charm that here furthers the tones her past work. Death of the Sun is, with the exception of an oddly chosen cover of Michael Row [...]