Wow, I miss the Toronto music scene. Daniel Woodhead (not Benjamin…) and Maddy Wilde (together they are akaMoon King) bring another bad-ass tune into existence, going harder into some weird corner of shoegaze (Sunny Sundae Smile-era My Blood Valentine, perhaps) and the results are phenomenal. Fuck. (via Pitchfork)
Sorry, rippin another from P4k, but this one really impressed me – minimal, whispery dream-pop(?) and their early Beach House makes sense. Lovelier Other. When you see this dude, send me the secret EP you’ve got in the works.
Shit guys. Sometimes it’s like tempting to let this blog die but nay, I’ve worked too hard and this music must be shared, even if all I want to do when I get back from the army is watch Girls (why is this show not, like, daily?). Trying to keep up with the music world by reading the Pitchfork reviews, hitting up the forkcast, going through my emails, and listening to my favourite blogs’ posted mp3s on Hype Machine. Stumbled on these guys Shellshag on the Forkcast and they’re awesome, 90s-style lo-fi husband-wifey shit. Apparently they’re in their 40s and have been doing this shit for a while.
They got the tunezes. That’s all that’s important. New album drops in April.
If you’re wondering why I’ve been sucking at posting lately, it’s because the army schedule is not one conducive to an indie rock blogger. Also shuttling back and forth across the country and staying in different homes all the time makes shit even more hectic – and yet I shall persist to the greatest extent to blog! So here’s more Israeli indie-rock via Tel Aviv punk-rockers HAXXAN!
It seems as though slowly people here are starting to catch on that there’s a (perhaps?) cool blog pushing good Israeli shit, which is great cuz now it’s finally coming out of the shadows and revealing itself to me. If you’re in a legit Israeli rock band – follow suite.
Well, well…Mr. Shields…took your sweet fucking time, didn’t you?
In any case, it’s good to have My Bloody Valentine back with a new album. And not just any new album, but a new album that’s actually great. The extent to which it is a masterpiece may remain to be determined, but the fact is that this is a solid and often stunning album that somehow manages not to disappoint, and even improve melodically on the band’s past work.
The most amazing thing about the album, however, is that it actually sounds like the My Bloody Valentine album that I think we all wanted to hear as the follow-up to Loveless: all the churning, wall-of-noise guitars, the melodies, the sensuality – everything that made us love My Bloody Valentine in the first place is still there. I would’ve thought that after all this time and with Kevin Shields being as crazy as he’s gotta be they would’ve sprung something totally weird and unexpected on us all, but no, this is the exact My Bloody Valentine we know and love with a couple tweaks maybe in the rhythm department. Whereas Loveless‘ drums were all (or almost all) programmed on account of Colm Ó Cíosóig being extremely ill at the time and unable to play – and pushed far back in the mix – here the man is back in action and all percussion is given considerably more volume and attention. There’s been some writing about Kevin Shields having gotten into jungle music and drum n’ bass or whatever after Loveless, but the influence of such genres is, if not always exactly subtle, at least restrained.
Honestly, if that’s all Shields has in him and we never get another My Bloody Valentine album – something I doubt anyone holding their breath for at this point – it’s cool. The man and the band didn’t have to do anything after Loveless, and the fact that they did and it’s this good is just like…you’re good. You passed. You made a solid amount of great art; you pass at life. That’s not to say it wouldn’t be amazing to hear Shields and MBV putting shit out on some conception of a regular basis – it would – but the pressure is off now. You made your masterpiece and you followed it up. Good stuff, bro.