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Head is alive. Hence the sound of music.Archive for indie (for now)
Interview ::: Jesse Futerman - “No theory, no writing. Just from the soul.”
Isn‘t English the omenous language.
Jesse Futerman - that’s what’s up.
Whilst obsessively listening to Jesse’s music, it seemed so apparent that this was not in-your-face type of a beat, more like a silent rumble waiting to turn into an earthquake.
There’s this flow - too fucking cool and collected for a 16-year-old. Jesse’s remixes float somewhere in the outer stretch of the known remix universe, like a bionic rainbow ready to set you on fire. It‘s a different kind of fire. You’ll wanna poke at it. Don‘t be afraid of the fire, cause this 16-year-old ninja beat-tamer is the wild card for hip hop.. not to mention music at large. Just not officially until he’s done with highschool.
His myspace icon depicting a computer-headed boy. The irony, the irony - dude’s music is so human you almost feel it reaching it out for you.
Interview and mp3s after the break.
Linfinity
I might not completely understand this Linfinity (myspace link) music, I warn you.
I don’t know - am I meant to? Most of it seems to continuously relapse into an orchestrated daze that’s so impenetrable only Dylan Von Wagner (nice pseudo) can get it. Tycoon is the song I like for now, because of its jello-like vertebrae. It starts out with you thinking you know where this is going - mid-point there’s strings leaking over the guitars, and the hectic mix implodes into a spacey trumpet at the end. Am I getting all this down? Good. Moving on to Molly Mar of Rome, it’s sounding like an epic catastrophe. A bit more predictable, but quite nice for a ball, an exit stage right from said ball, and the loss of some slipper maybe. Intriguing, really, and slightly confusing- there’s a whole new alter-ego (or is it?) specially assembled to go with the quirky music.
I’ll have to collect some more impressions on this; it all sounds very different and still it reminds me of something - not musically but personally- so I’m not sure how I feel about this. I should lie down now.
There’s an EP out: A Manual For Free Living:Installation.
Again, go listen here.
Name-dropping: Bowerbirds, Can Joann
Ever since the Guillemots, I’ve developed a teensy prejudice that bands named after bird species can do no (major) wrong. Though in an entirely different direction, Bowerbirds are immediately lovable - in a nouveau Americana, indie-folk, vaguely-accordeon backdropped way. I’m feeling the self-deprecation: They have met wonderful folks in Tucson, AZ and sung there tiny little songs there. Their songs aren’t pygmy-like, they’re medium-sized at least. Ain’t got no mp3s but check out their site.
Scratch that last bit. Hurrah, Burly Time Records know you blog munchkins like your previews, so here’s a song to download.
Can Joann on the other hand I must present my public apologies to, I told them I’d post about them but alas I rarely post any more (and my wondering why people say they don’t have time to check out music due to lack of time finally ceased). Anyway, Can Joann’s Ryan told me about Bower birds, so cheers.. and here’s my favourite Can Joann song. Yes yes, more indie to be had on this post.. They are pretty refreshing as far as guitars go these days, this being one of them peppy-yet-still-undergroundish tunes. And behold the poster to your left. Does it get any indie-er than this? Er.
As a preview of sorts, I’m looking into Japanese indie (not only rock), the music my college peers have been recommending isn’t worth mentioning, and I’m sure there’s more to contemporary Japan than a cornucopia of J-pop/rock/whatever else. So I’ll be scouring for the weirdos.
She, Sir
A band that blew me away when I listened for the second time, only because the first time I was distraught. She, Sir’s music seems to rise from subterranean aquatic myths and turn into a heavy haven of smoke.
The music really seems to float above and around you while you lend your ears to it. It’s the kind of sound that simply clicks without delay, disheveled over-exposed guitars and droning drums with just the right amount of pastel-toned angst. My Bloody Valentine meets a less distorted version of The Jesus and Mary Chain, Darklands-era. And less dreary and suicidal. With one ear and chord twisted around a despondent tome (there’s an underlying layer of sad), and another few ears scratching at the gates of major keys and happiness. She, Sir are from Austin, Texas, but this reflects landscapes of black-sanded beaches of Iceland.
It makes me think of so many things, like all good music. It brings back memories I didn’t know I had, awkward feelings I didn’t know I was supposed to have. What they inspire to me is a state of a priori. As in preemptive. Music you knew should be, even though you hadn’t heard it before. Like Plato’s world of immuable ideas. Where what we associate with things are ideas in fact - the idea of a chair for instance, is eternal (ok, bad example). She, Sir engraved the idea of happy, sad, snow globes, rainy windows, children running on a deserted beach, smoke and tunnels, a collage of slow motion that comes to full effect when the songs are done and you want to hear them all over again. I’ve come to long for their music when it’s not there. But I hit play again when I’m sure I can take it all in. I am in awe.
she,sir - I Love You, Blowtorch Eyes mp3
she,sir - The Clandestine mp3
she,sir - Monarch mp3
Think of that state of elevated drowsiness right before you go to sleep, when music comes to you, but then you forget about it the next day. She, Sir nailed that. Instant classic that will drive me merrily insane.
As such, I strongly recommend a purchase (their self released LP)
Fields
I don’t know how I hadn’t heard of these guys until they sent me a random message on myspace. I’m glad they did, really, random for one person is great news for another. When location says ” Birmingham/Rekjavik/London” I can’t help but have high anticipations, and I proved to be substantially right when the music started.
Fields are electronic with a rock twist, or vice-versa. The vocals can seem subdued by the ceaseless guitars and keyboards mish-mash. Other than that, it’s pretty impressive. If the likes of The Radio Dept are up your alley, these guys will be too.
And if you liked that, you’ll want to see them in the flesh:
Wolfmother and ¡Forward, Russia! ,FIELDS and The Maccabees have been lined up for MTV’s Spanking New Music tour in November. Acts who have played on the tour in past have included Kasabian, The Kooks, Editors and Bloc Party.
And the dates:
Glasgow Carling Academy (November 5)
Dublin Olympia (6)
Leeds University ( 
Manchester Academy(9)
Birmingham Carling Academy(10)
Bristol Carling Academy(12)
Brixton Carling Academy(15)
