Jake Hart has been on this blog before . But he was on it for a roguish, jangly and guitar-led number, What We Are Now (as well as another song, which he then handily deleted); his attractive new track, Awake , meanwhile, is ethereal, electronic, treated and hushed. I've no idea what's coming next - jungle? hillbilly? nu-metal? - but the odds are on it being pretty well done. You might find out tomorrow night; Jake's supporting San Zhi at the Shacklewell Arms .
Rainer is a beguiling new project comprising two members - including singer Rebekah Raa - from former London foursome Stricken City . But while that act had a optimistic, pop-edged sound, Rainer is more downbeat and minimal. On the two tracks released thus far, Raa's refrained vocals float out like solemn siren songs over choral backings, cloudy electrogaze and clarinet notes.
This weekend my latest romance came off the rails and went wrong; they always seem to go wrong. Sometimes I wonder if they'll always go wrong, if I'm just spectacularly unlucky, if I lack something. But at other times I tell myself to keep trying: that my own little slice of wonder is still out there, waiting to be found. That's exactly how I feel listening to Mt. Wolf 's soothing new song - peaceful, pacified. For more Mt. Wolf, read Indie Shuffle's interview with the quartet, and listen in full [...]
If you ever give into the goldfish interpretation of London life - we're all just trapped in a bowl, stuck in cycles, owned by Big Brother, etc - then Yukka 's music could be for you. The electronica on the Londoner's debut two-track has an ethereal, put-your-troubles-aside quality ( A Long Way ), but also anonymity and constancy (the excellent Icicle ) which chime with strung-out city moments. Using house samples, field recordings and percussive textures, this is music for late-night moments of clarity in flatshare bedrooms, for when you look up on the tube one day and immediately fall [...]
Music marketing is full of pitches which begin "he/she has collaborated for X, Y and Z, and now they've gone solo"; most times, I conclude that the person in question probably ought not to have branched out alone. That's not the case with Tythe - who has remixed David Lynch and Crystal Fighters - however. Totem Poles , his first track, begins as the very definition of minimalism, with a just an insistent note like an atom bouncing around a small keyboard cage. Eventually guitars and big beats come, but not intensity: the song's about as intense as a Cafe del [...]
One too many at the office party and I'm home and a little drunk, a little swirly, a little slurry. Everything's soft-focused and simple tasks - unbuttoning a shirt, getting my phone charger in the hole - are twice as difficult, hilariously slow. I slump into my desk chair, only to miss it by a foot. But eventually I get there, and put on Swing Delux 's brand-new EP, three pretty pills of ambient electro-pop dreamscapes which are like a gentle, familiar hand dimming the mental lights still further. I load on my screen a picture of the gorgeous girl [...]
Deptford Goth 's latest piece of baleful chillwave makes me think of a rare, fine wine; one so good that I sip it with extreme slowness, to prolong the wonder as much as possible. Or of an incredibly unique pair of shoes I mustn't wear too often for fear of scuffs; an ancient parchment or love letter that'll crumble if I hold it too often; or a special childhood scent that I've trapped in an air-tight box. Like exposing the scent to mundane air particles, I know that if I listen to the soft music of this song too often, [...]
"It was dusk; a change seemed to hang in the air. There was no fog. Phoebe circled the tower, taking in every angle of the lavish view, the neon-blue sky, and wondering how, when exactly, her life had righted itself. For it had. She'd been accepted to Berkeley for January, that was part of it. But something in Phoebe had also relaxed, and now the loose, random way in which her life unfolded seemed to offend her imagination less and less. She still ached to transcend it, cross the invisible boundary to that other place, the real place. But you [...]
There's no Friday Films this week, but never fear: Eaux have released, rather handily, a new video! I saw Eaux supporting Dillon a month or so back, and enjoyed it thoroughly; not just the aesthetics of Sian Ahern, but their overall sounds - swarms and swirls of dense, noirish electronic pop. Listening to their songs is like shutting yourself in a gloomy, poky boudoir, candlelit, only the ghosts of furniture visible, the world a door away but miles and years away, a forgotten thing, an unwanted thing. Click here to view the [...]
I have a date tomorrow: a second date. I'm fond of this girl and she's pretty as heck, but I'm trying so hard not to have any dashable expectations, trying not to over-think it, and certainly not to imagine any sort of rosy future or happily-ever-after. It's going fine, right until I start listening to Deptford Goth 's sweet new song Life After Defo (from a forthcoming debut album), and suddenly I find myself hoping that she'd love the track - all it's bruisedness, solemnity, soothing languor - as much as I do. Wouldn't it be lovely if we could love [...]
I lie awake at night and I'm so bored in this room, so trapped by it, so stuck in it. I've read every book, watched each DVD three times over, stood in every corner, filled and emptied and filled every drawer. There are no coins behind the bed, no letters yet to open, no emails to respond to, no clothes to clear out. Every game on my phone's completed or abandoned; every cigarette smoked, every painkiller taken. There's absolutely nothing to do and I can't sleep and I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I [...]
Hacía mucho tiempo que no hablábamos del productor canadiense Miley Cyrus , aka Germany Germany , tras su fabuloso álbum " Adventures ". Después de estar varios meses descansando, Cyrus tiene la música como un hobbie, a principios de año presentaba dos nuevos singles, " Departure/Disconnect ", y ahora regresa con " With You ", una fantástica pista synth pop/future [...]
I take a deep breath, then sit up suddenly, turn on the bedside lamp and face her. I did it on purpose, I say. I didn't trip, there was no stumble, no accident. I just pushed him; I pushed him on purpose because I wanted to be with you. Because I love you. Don't you see I did it for you? I whisper all this intently, tears thrashing down my cheek, words pouring out like angry fizz from a violently shaken coke bottle. But she says nothing, she reacts not one bit, because she's still asleep, and really I knew [...]
This is my favourite Slime track ever, simple as that. I love the trumpetry, I love the bubble-bath electronica and I love the abseiling female vocals, but what I love most of all is how the three merge: how the trumpets become electrical, how it all swarms together in one delicious musical hash cloud. It's a song to dance to as you get dressed; a song to tap along with delightedly as you write the last paragraph of your dissertation.
England have won, they're through, they're safe, and the streets are full of elation, of drunken bonhomie. Strangers only hours ago, united fans now sing songs and vomit their beer together, a kinship formed, a one-night-football-stand started. A daring, murderous hope lifts in the air. People dance home, giddy, heavy-headed. It's been a while since we felt like this. We're determined to enjoy it. Click here to view the embedded video. (More on Two Inch Punch )
As Abeano explains, Deptford Goth 's busy making his second album and this sublime demo track, People Get Still ( mp3 ), hasn't even made it! That despite a beautifully trudging tone neatly shrouding tinkerbell keys and perkily upbeat vocals. If such wonder only merits the cutting-room floor, you gots to wonder what kind of magic actually did get the vote? Sometime this summer/autumn, the eagerly-anticipated answer will arrive.
This morning I got up really early and there was a rainbow. I decided God put it there just for me, because he knew everyone else was asleep. I smiled, shyly, pleased at this new secret of ours. ( Leith Waterworld ; via SEXBEAT )
There's something about wild, rainswept, raggedy days like these that leaves me feeling dangerously reckless: a risky freedom to roam through memories best ignored, and to voice truths that shouldn't ever come out. The whip of the wind and the scattergun rain only encourages me further. So too does the electronic, shoegazey drudge of Roman 's latest, Dangerous Love : where previously came dizzy, rappy digitalism and disco tassels (second track below) now appears a honky guitar, lucid vocals and a shimmering, suggestive drum beat, all encouraging me on. (via Don't Die Wondering ) [...]
In this desperately sad, haunted keyboard dream by London/Leeds producer Excavate , aka Charlie Tappin, a man sings like a flat battery. He sounds beaten and resigned, his heartbeat little more than a patter; in between his vocals, somewhere in the distance, a girl laughs delightedly. It seems like another world, another time; a carefree atmosphere that's unidentifiable in this shivery present day. Eventually he drones his last, the keys cease, and you wonder, you worry for him, you hope he's not given in. Other wonder (the second one is my favourite): [...]
So I can't actually improve on God Don't Like It 's summary of Hackney's new band Plant Plants . Depressing, but I can handle it. Here we go: "Stuart Francis & Howard Whatley formed Plant Plants in 2010 following the deaths of mutual friend. Spawned from a shared love of film scores, weird guitar tunings & heavy beats, Plant Plants music is a genuinely rare blend of electronica & eclectic imagery that sets them apart from the pack - as proficient in the digital world as they are with traditional analogue istrumentation and combined with the [...]
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