The cover on the latest Arca reminds me of myself, the glazed over expression replicating how I look when I see the Krispy Kreme aisle in supermarkets, teeth coated in chewed up Black Jacks. It doesn’t unsettle me in the same way the demon Mutants cover does, and I feel this way about the album itself. Beauty lies within the darkest corners. Continue reading →
Twenty two years have passed. These twenty-two years may not mean all that much for me in the context of music, I’ve simply gone from being five to twenty-seven, but for those living the music scene in the nineties, yes, twenty-two years have passed. Things have changed, and Slowdive are back.
Adding a K to cosmology is a very Donkey Kong thing to do, fitting right in with Krusha, Klump, Krockhead Klamber, and Krocodile Kore. You could almost say Jane Weaver is now part of the DK universe because of such a thing, but then we’re getting a little too far from the kore of it all. A K or a C, space is the place, and the cosmos is where dreams go to shine.
‘All I Wanna Do‘ was the secret summer tune of 2013, a hazy lazy dreamy callback to peaceful days from the past. The rest of the album ‘Comfort’ was a worthwhile listen, but nothing could match the feelings that single track produced. So of course album number 2 had a lot of promise, and here we are, waiting a lifetime for another taste of that sweet cherry. Continue reading →
Today’s weather forecast is also tomorrow’s, yesterday’s and the near future’s. In fact, I feel the forecast won’t change until the disc breaks, for Pond’s The Weather is raining down on me, and I’m simply lying there with my ears overflowing, and my body dripping in synth riddled sweats. That’s what I deserve, what we deserve. Continue reading →
A double album just wasn’t enough for Mark Kozelek this year, he simply has too much on his mind to keep it all in, and so here we have album number two from Sun Kil Moon in 2017, bringing Jesu along for another melancholy ride. Continue reading →
Gorillaz, the genre shifting cartoon band are back with Humanz, seven years after the wild styles of Plastic Beach. or six years after the random iPad doodles that made up The Fall, if you must. This time round it’s a dance hop party, everyone is invited, and all you have to bring is a willingness to ascend. It’s all up from here. Continue reading →