December 4, 2009
Classic breathy Spanish melodies set against glitches and keyboard bleeps, argeggiators, and found sounds. Also dubbed Catalin acid-folk. Seems appropriate. For the uninitiated, its like crossing the Gilberto family (Astrud, Bebel, et al) with DNTEL.
La Llama is the most complex Savath & Savalas album yet. As the previous, they are inspired by the psychedelic music scene that flourished in Recife, Brazil during the 1970’s. This album lacks the organic immediacy of Apropa’t (one of my favorite albums ever), but provides a deeper headphone listen. And it more elaborately deconstucts its folk inspirations, devolving into noise and broken melody courtesy of producer/guiding light Guillermo Scott Herren (aka Prefuse 73).
On this fourth Savath album, Prefuse 73 is re-joined by singer Eva Puyuelo Muns – the voice of Apropa’t. Rounding out the lineup is multi-instrumentalist Roberto Carlos Lange, replacing Chicago indie luminary John McEntire. Artwork by the great Jeff Jank, Stones Throw Records’ longstanding design wiz.
December 4, 2009
Oldfolks Home is releasing a new single every week in December. And they’re free! Crazy. Download ’em from Myspace or Facebook.
Christmas sucks. Except for this.
November 17, 2009
November 16, 2009
FYI. New new new!!!
So new you don’t even know you’re reading this yet.
[This fist ain’t gonna pound itself.]
November 14, 2009
Deadly grooves. Granular synths. A hint of prog. Air returns.
Opening with Do The Joy, we can’t help but wonder if this is going to be the dirtiest Air record yet. But as if on cue, Love states the case for these 12 cuts – a little adult-contempory, a little epic, refusing to admit that yeah, sometimes its a little cheesy – but that defiance is what makes the French their bad-ass selves. And its what allows Air to be Air. Lets see you make Floyd-esque synths sound bad-ass.
Intricately woven jangly guitars surround infectious bass. Classic repetitive lyrics allow the synth-work to shine. And Bob Moog is somewhere, surrounded by rainbows, clapping his hands and jumping gleefully while listening to the bridge in Be A Bee.
Love 2 is not without its lulls – this is Air after all. It can’t be all good. Tropical Disease is ready for 70’s sitcom re-runs. And You Can Tell To Everybody may just lounge you to sleep. But these duds are few and interjected by coy raucousness via Eat My Beat and Night Hunter.
This isn’t Moon Safari or Talkie Walkie. Its much slicker. But the synth work and classic vibe make it worth repeated listens – even if its only with a martini in hand.
If you speak French, there’s a great interview and tour through their studio here.