Please take 5 minutes out of your day to rejoice in the amusing and faintly ridiculous Ukulele Anthem as played on a 4 string joy-bringer by Amanda Palmer. You have to respect a song writer who manages to get the words rosary, vibrator and fruitloops into the same song. It’s even more epic than The Darkness squeezing ‘extracurricular activities’ into Friday Night.
A recently discovered love, courtesy of Sister Ray of Soho, Real Estate’s third studio album is a perfect accompaniment to the dusky end of a beach barbeque. Atlas provides easy going, melodic guitars and melancholic vocals in a New Jersey surf rock style. If you’re looking for loud, Real Estate are not your final destination but it is rather soothing for the ears. Here’s a live version of the album’s opening track, setting the tone for the record.
Warpaint have been around for a while (about a decade-ish) and this is not a new track but it was my gateway song and the video is quite cute and sunny too.
American indie rock with delicious lady harmonies that have a hint of nostalgia. Just lush.
Ezra Furman (sadly no relation to the band Better than Ezra) and his band The Boy-Friends lay out a chilled, fun rock ‘n’ roll with added brass. Happy, jig-about-in-your-seat kind of brass. The lyrics are equally as entertaining and mildly angry too.
And this one too..
So Laura Kidd, AKA She Makes War, also makes music and visual art too. I’ve read that this type of tunage is classed as ‘gloom-pop’… seriously, is that an actual thing?
I suppose it is a bit angsty and has that poppy harmony melody thing going on in quite a catchy manner…
Regardless of genre, I quite like it so I’m shoving it in your earholes, so there.
Rewind and replay.
A quoted lyric sent me off on an audio perambulation of rediscovery and we ended up here.
The Charlatans – who I should have listened to as a teenager. Instead they appeared on playlists almost a decade after they should have. Better late than never…
Loving the Brit pop summer jangle of guitars and a slightly slurred approach to vocals.
Very nice indeed.
Today I’m mostly treating my ears to the talents of Laura Byron. Otherwise known as Tender Prey (is that a Nick Cave reference methinks?), she creates a self-described sleaze blues sound that I quite like…Actually, I like it a lot, it sounds dirty and reminiscent of very lazy alcoholic days in hot, dusty places (except she’s from Cardiff).
Best enjoyed with a tequila and a cold beer chaser.