More great stuff coming out of Philly these days, especially this Mike Polizze of Birds of Maya side-project. He’s got a new album, Public Service Announcement, which came out last week on Woodsist. The thing sounds as though it were recorded in a garage in 1977. I love what Arthur Magazine says about this track, “it’s so submerged you feel like you’ve already got your earplugs in.” Rock n’ roll at its purest.
Catch him currently on tour with Kurt Vile and The Soft Pack ’round the US of A. Order up the record right here.
“Choosing what would enter this zone was no light task. The main Walkman-specific memories I have are of the long minutes spent staring at banks of cassette spines trying to decide what to take with me. This intensity of choice is what divides the Walkman era from our more casual one: The device could soundtrack anything, but only if you got your picks right. Strand yourself on a long journey with tapes you’d tired of, and your own taste became your enemy.”—
I’m old enough to remember this, too. However, I find myself doing the same thing with my iPhone - one of the most important things before long road trips is, say, an hour of sorting through the 100GB+ of my MP3s and crossing my fingers that I pick the 5GB of music I’m not dreadfully tired of. Certainly different than the tangible world of tapes, but kinda the same conundrum.
Finding artists like Brendan is what I love about blogging. He just moved to Philly from Chicago and was poking around to find out what the music scene was all about here, so he emailed me. Naturally, I clicked through to give his stuff the litmus test and WOW. You’ve got to hear this record of his, A Bottle House Vernacular. Gorgeous, complex and heartbreaking work.
I convinced him to let folks download this, the lead single on that record, but you should really go give the whole thing a listen. This is the kind of album you should have headphones on for - and let it wash over you like laying in pillowy fresh snowbank during a snowstorm - so cozy and soft, but fall asleep and you could be dead.
Will just slipped this song thru his Facebook feed as a ‘demo’ he whipped up last night while lounging around his apartment. Damn, bro. Dropping hits like this in your pajamas is exactly why you be blowin’ up, kid. Hawt jamz.
When Rob and Sarah start playing together, there’s an electricity between them. “Transmit your energy with mine…” they sing, seemingly to one another, as this track starts off. It’s just one more step in their journey together as musicians, and I’m proud to say it was created right here in Philadelphia for Shaking Through.
This is the second of three sessions I curated for the project (see the first outing withTwin Sister). They jam-packed their time at Miner Street Studios, laying down three whole songs, all of which will be on their upcoming Hozac Records full-length release later this fall. Pick up a copy of this song free, right here, right now.
I hope you get involved with the non-profit Shaking Through project. WXPN and the Weathervane Music Project have partnered up to give up-and-coming bands an opportunity to record in a professional (and yes, beautiful, sun-drenched) studio here in Fishtown, Philadelphia - and keep the song and the learning experience with them.
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New York’s Davey Jones just sent over a brand new self-recorded joint. Give this one a second to get started… once it does, it’ll grab ya. He’s got such a knack for deep hooks, slinging deceptively simple phrases around like they were deadly 90mph sliders. You think you know what’s coming, but wham! it curves just out of your reach.
Pick up a bunch more free material on his website here.
Yesterday, I had one of those moments at my favorite Philly coffee shop, Ultimo, when a song came on that made my ears perk up and made me stop dead in my tracks. What IS this?! MUST. KNOW. NOW. So of course I went and asked the baristas what they were playing. Blowing my mind!
Turns out this Argentinian has been making records since the mid-90’s. This is the lead track from her latest effort, Un Día, out in October 2008 on Domino (criminally unavailable on vinyl - fix, plz!). She’s made four or five records to date, I can’t wait to start digging into her archive. This woman is a genius.
Day dream: curate a show with Juana Molina, Bachelorette and Björk. Putting those three women in the same room will likely melt a hole to the center of the earth.
Pick up this record here. Trust me, you need this.
“It’s easy to tell the difference between a hipster and a poseur, because while the former are mainly enjoying, the latter are mainly judging. The poseur is an aesthetic snob without aesthetic discernment; he sneers but has no understanding of standards. So instead of having fun sharing their arcane things together, the poseurs are having zero fun pretending to not like anything.”—Being a Hipster Is an Excellent and Wonderful Thing! – The Awl
What starts as a swinging horse-trot tempo quickly leads to a full-bodied cowboy coffee of a song - rich and black and full of grit. The slide guitar that leads into the end of the track will sing yr pard’ner to sleep under a night of full desert stars. These Brooklynites remind me of the best stuff of Grandaddy and Pinback. Download it free here.
They’re sharing the bill on fantastic CMJ showcases this week, so keep your eye out. Pick up their new digital EP Birthplaces from Hi-Scores Recording Library. Also, boy r on tummmblr (tho not very actively).
Check the radical new track from our Small Plates Records artist! Richie is crankin’ out hits. This one grabs you by yr shirt, pops the buttons off in one swoop, pulls it off and pushes you into the pool in one swift motion. Love!
“Swimming After Dark” is the latest track from Guards, the project of Richie Follin who happens to be the brother of Cults’ Madeline Follin. Though I wasn’t necessarily a huge fan of Guards’ debut EP, this one caught my attention immediately. I think it was the intensity of the first verse, the heavy snare hits, and the vibrating yell of the song’s title. It premiered yesterday on Yours Truly, who are curating a CMJ showcase featuring Guards this Friday at Glasslands.
Despite their name, this band is actually comprised four dudes from Chicago with an uncanny sense of melody. Not sure if they have or desire West Coast women, or maybe they’re something like Don Draper in that they have ‘secret’ Californian wives… but one thing’s certain - they know how to write pop songs. This is the lead single from their self-released Affair EP, a nostalgic affair that hints at influences like New Order and Phoenix. I bet you can’t listen to it without at least tapping yr toe under yr desk. I was.