First heard of them two weeks ago, when I received "Romeo Återvänder Ensam" (many thanks to Sul!). And I've been bloody hooked since. This quintet from Sweden, are one of the finest purveyors of 'anthemic indie rock', and better if you like your music laced with Scandanavian influence.
Unfortunately, unlike the other major Swedish export, these guys are still not as popular as affordable furniture. RCA picked up their LP 'Isolde', for distribution in the U.S. in 1998, but it wasn't terribly successful (althought they are pretty big in Sweden and much of Europe).
Anyways, touted the biggest rock band in Sweden, Kent really delivers on the musical front (although to have Andy Warhol playing for you does help. Heh). Soaring guitar/vocals laced with melancholy. For fans of The Cure (of old) and Pulp.
Right. Kite Flying Society is on heavy rotation the past couple of days; and has been the only thing I've been listening to today. Hailing from San Diego California, this band makes the most sickeningly-sweet (read: super fantastic) indie pop out there, that could fit into your typical Wes Anderson film. Not surprisingly, KFS lists him as one of their influences, along with The Kinks The Shins Harry Nillson's "The Point" Magnetic Fields Brian Wilson Fruit Bats Rogue Wave
For fans of PAS/CAL (and kites). Listen to them, and you're reminded of The Beach Boys and Herman's Hermits. And KFS has this uncanny ability to make you feel loved, regardless of your maritial status. Bliss Pop anyone?
KFS has been mentioned a couple of times on the big blogs, but surprisingly, the indie blogosphere hasn't jumped on the bandwagon yet (yes not even Pitchfork). Unbelieveable. Their new album, Where is The Glow? dropped on the 28th July, and unfortunately is only available in San Diego. Or here via Paypal.
Why am I always so distracted? Really, it's getting to me.
Surfing BBC.co.uk in class, watching Dave ChapellewhenI'm supposedto work on my illustrations, and watching Fight Club when I'm supposed to be sleeping. Oh, and blogging when I'm supposed to be working on my Advertising project. Ugh.
I really need a girlfriend. To distract me further.
Anyways, here's (The) Cazals. I love this band. Unpretentious, they just refuse to precede their name with 'The', and they keep calling their music "Dandy Rock". What is that you say? Exactly. GQ coins it "streetfighting rock-and-roll".And London-based frontman, Phil Cazal makes cameos for Dior Homme on the catwalk in his free time. Martin Cazal used to work at Topman as a style advisor.
You'll never catch this band without their leather loafers, fedoras and guitars. Think GQ-meets-Brit-Mod. I'm so envious.
And it helps that they write brilliant songs also. Here's what they think about themselves:(Cazals) are on a mission to produce music that’s as timeless as it is honest. Listen to the band just once, you'll probably be convinced that you'd have wanted to hear this all your life. And yes, they threw those illegal 'Cazalaide' parties to buy new instruments, when Babyshambles fans thrashed their previous kit.
Deadlines looming. Sports Day looming. Heh, school's lovely innit?
And now I know how being pregnant feels like; after a dinner of kebabs and curry. Really, I can't sit up straight. Though the curry was lovely alright.
Okay, I apologise in the delay since the last post; have been so terribly busy. Anyways, here's today's featured band- Ratatat.
I read about them on fluo kids the other day, and (to be honest here) I only downloaded the tracks because his post featured a terribly cute girl. But hold the brickbats though, what's a boy to do when you see free tracks and a pretty girl and French? There you go.
Anyways, any band who's gonna name their new album "Classics", had better be worth the iPod space. The shivs aren't out yet, but so far, it sounds pretty good, from the tracks I've heard. Genre-hopping electronica. From sounding RJD2-ish on "Loud Pipes", to going all Beatles-esque on "Tropicana", they seem intent on making everyone buy their album.
MarathonPacks says: their M.O. of combining heavily effected rock guitars with breakbeats made them seem on one hand like playful ironists---the musical equivalent of a Chuck Norris or Styx t-shirt.
But Ratatat has matured since, and they're not Chuck anymore. They've certainly tackled more genres on this time out, and the result? Classics.
Hitting the stores on 22 August, so watch out for that.
Specials: "You're Not Reagan, and I'm Not Gorbachev. So Don't Try Eh."
The past couple of days haven't been terribly good, but this probably makes up for it. Was up all night, yesterday watching Serge Gainsbourg's old videos, and I must say, in a time when The Beatles, Bob Dylan, Brian Wilson were all the rage on the radio, Gainsbourg's music was a breath of slick, sexy, modern fresh air. Well, not really fresh air, he would have probably smelt of alcohol and Gitanes cigarettes. Heh. A modern-day rennaissance man.
Enjoy the videos.
"Ballade de Melody Nelson" One of my favourite Gainsbourg songs of all time. One of the cheesiest videos of all time. But still timelessly alluring. A duet with his muse/partner Jane Birkin.
"Comic Strip" One of the less melancholic, and more upbeat songs of his repertoire, this was a video from his ye-ye pop period. A duet with this one-time girlfriend, Brigitte Bardot.
"L'Hôtel Particulier" One of his most brilliant songs. Off the 1971 concept album Histoire de Melody Nelson.
"Lola Rastaquouere" His dalliance with reggae. He once (reportedly) riled Bob Marley by asking his wife, Rita Marley to sing erotic lyrics with him.
"Lemon Incest" A duet with his daughter, Charlotte Gainsbourg in 1984. Appearing shirt-less, with Charlotte (on a bed, no less), then 14, caused a sizeble uproar in Europe. But this song, as with the album, "Love On The Beat", was written by him as a gift to his daughter. One of the more brilliant songs off the album if you'd ask me; mystical, seductive and intoxicating.
This was his now-infamous appearance on the Michael Drücker show. Serge, not exactly a person to hide his feelings, tells a young Whitney Houston that he'd like to fuck her. On live national television. Heh. He was probably drunk alright.
I'm so gonna slot this in my daily conversations; "You're Not Reagan, and I'm Not Gorbachev. So Don't Try Eh."
Was at HMV the other day, and true to form, I left with a purchase. Picked up Carl Barât's Dirty Pretty Things, while my brother bought the new Keane and The Beautiful South LPs. Not exactly my cup of tea, those two bands; never liked Keane's music. They seem to have a sort of contrived pretence about them, eh? But that's just my opinion anyways. And The Beautiful South? You're better off with the new Camera Obscura album, Let's Get Out of This Country (in stock at HMV Singapore).
Alright, what about Dirty Pretty Things? Think Shakespeare-meets Pulp and Morrissey. Not exactly the record I would expect from this ex-Libertine, but it's surprisingly good. None of the tracks particularly stand out, as DPT comes out firing. Acerbic one-liners, ambitious, angsty, yet refreshingly sprightly. This LP, Waterloo to Anywhere, Barât takes his half of the Libertines sound, and turns it into a sterling record. The kind of music that makes you wanna kick up a clump of dirt, and still feel pleased with yourself. And though nothing on Waterloo can stand up against Babyshambles' "Fuck Forever", Waterloo delivers consistently, while there were glaring blemishes on Pete Doherty's record, Down in Albion.
Down In Albion, on the other hand, is the direct mirror of Up The Bracket. Like certain things in life, you either love it or hate it. Pitchfork gave Albion a 7.7, while I have read one-star reviews elsewhere. Shambolic, disparaging vocals, and the occasional off-key indulgence makes Albion a love-hate affair. Albion starts strongly with "Fuck Forever" (the second song on the album), only to fall flat on it's face with the later tracks, which seemed like poor attempts to scale the same heights of FF. There is some hope for Babyshambles' fans though, some of the more upbeat tracks ("The 32 of December", "Killamangiro") are reminiscent of The Sex Pistols and The Clash. All in all, Down in Albion offers glimpses of Pete Doherty's immense vision in small doses and spurts. Albion is a broke and busted record. Totally sloppy, rocked out in total drunkeness, and utterly exasperating to listen to. However, it reeks of honesty and I find it extremely hard to put down.
In short, go buy both records. Waterloo to Anywhere is the perfect complement to Down In Albion. Carl Barât's wit and intelligence against Pete Doherty's drunken poetry. Clean, smart Shakespearean prose against a total mess of an album. The Libertines. What a shame.
Oh, here's something I read at BBC Sport recently on the Zidane saga. Jacques Segeula of advertising group Havas: "This (headbutting incident) isn't going to harm him. This childish gesture gives a more human image of the hero. It brings the icon closer to the people." Since when did violence endear icons to the masses? Tsk tsk. "- If you don't mind."
And no, you don't want to hear it. I'm a terrible singer.
I've had a surprisingly good past-couple-of-days, despite the bloody Sword of (Art School) Damocles hanging over my head. And it's not the 'happy juice' talking. Heh.
There are a host of reasons for that, but it's mostly thanks to Materazzi, and that The Velvet Teen and The Posies are dropping by at Baybeats 2006. And yes, I'm also pretty psyched about my Photoshop project (inset).
It's gonna be aptly named "Room 44", and it's not for kids. It's a visual essay delving into the dreams, fantasy, the imagination of all that takes place behind closed doors. And lecturers, I'm not gonna change it.
Heh. Alright, stop thinking about bordellos for a second here.
The Posies and The Velvet Teen are slated to perform at Singapore's premier (and probably only notable) Indie/Alternative festival, Baybeats. I would have to say though, I am pretty suprised at the headliners. They finally got some good acts in. And I have to say, The Velvet Teen are really good.
Fans of Bands of Horses, dig in.
The new Velvet release will drop on the 25th of this month. Aptly called Cum Laude.
Baybeats '06 be taking place this weekend o'er at The Esplanade, Singapore.
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