Another weekend slips away, and summer sighs its last. It's a cool Sunday eve, and lethergy is working on me. Tonight i feel like feetgazing.
The Shocking Pinks make music so perfect to me sometimes. It's messy and loose, minimal and lo-fi, swimming in melody and hooks that too much production would kill its raw perfection, the very thing that makes these ache with longing so much. These could play on repeat in Lost In Translation and i'd be happy.
Beach House have come on since their first album. I liked that a lot, but i love this. This is another melodic overload, the breathy hhhaaas and warbling guitar are just perfect.
The Radio Dept. have been a favourite of mine since i lived in Vancouver. This is a song that i played over and over on the skytrain watching people, windows, signs, houses, cars, parks, and skyline slide by, a heady fuzz coaxing away a hard day, a daydream about someone else. Pet Shop Boys meets My Bloody Valentine.
Grandaddy are a band i will miss. They wrote some catchy fun songs, and they had the capacity to write the most beautiful sad songs. The Software Slump is still a favourite of mine all these years later; the theme so valid, its songs so strong. Jed was the key to the album for me, the character to the idea, and this is such a great video to him.
The XX came to my attention in the Glastonbury highlights. I'd read about them a long time ago, but the name failed to pull me in to give them a listen; lo and behold they fit like a cruel velvet glove.
That is all for this lazy eve. Enjoy.
I wish you'd post more. I like the way you talk.
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