The passing of the baton between vinyl and cd-r has been noted also in the live. Se fino a poco tempo fa ad arricchire i banchetti post-concerto erano strambe e colorate edizioni digitali (casalinghe ovviamente, ma c’è da ripeterlo?), da un po’ le stesse modalità si avvalgono del vinile cosiddetto tour-edition. Della serie: o qui e ora o mai più.
Proprio in questi giorni dalle nostre parti - più precisamente il 10 di febbraio al Diagonal di Forlì, unica data italiana) passeranno i Real Estate di Matt Mondanile & co. e molto probabilmente si porteranno dietro qualche edizione fatta apposta per l’occasione o forse (magari) qualche ultima copia del 12” Reality appena uscito for Mexican Summer. An ep that, without adding anything to the excellent debut, reiterates the aesthetic of the fade that made them (ahem) well-known: maracas and whistles without thoughts ( Basement), swoons and reminiscences reverberated surf mode melancholy ( Dumb Luck ) for a large twenty-minute psychedelic undertow. Mental and otherwise.
In the same way takes away the reality of the underground split between two very good American. Different background but integrity and mutual respect for Sic Alps and Magik Markers that at a west coast tour split last December issued Yik Yak via a nice 12 ". One side and 3 pieces for one: the duo expanded to quartet for the occasion with Lars Finberg of the Intelligence and Ty Segall (third member of the shadow duo from Frisco) to give a hand, proceeds as usual with 'inspiration typical psych-garage-rock, but it goes to trial ( Guxxe Bathe Ballade ) and deconstruction ( Long Cheveux ) noise-free. On the other, the voice of Elisa Ambrogio not be spread as usual on experimental classical timpani perforation matrix no-wave, but it soars to a psych kosmische half, half Californian ( The Diamond Guitar Of Tico Feo ), stabbing alla Guru Guru ( White Map Laid With… ) e in modalità free-noise ( Tighten One And Loosen The Other ), il cui unico rimpianto è la breve durata. Ci sorprenderanno ancora? Sempre Sic Alps – amanti del disseminare pezzi a destra e manca (l’ottimo 7” L.Mansion su Slumberland, ad esempio) per poi raccoglierli in edizioni compilative ( A Long Way Around To A Shortcut docet) – mettono la loro firma sulla compila in 10” Skulls Without Borders edita da una sempre più lungimirante Siltbreeze. Nomi minori per una manciata di minuti scatafascio sound of voices that reverberated and no-fi (im) production, wave degenerate and assorted weird offered by unrecognized Chickins , Aureolas Puffy, Jay Band Tommy and champions Kurt Vile (this time with Violators) and Dan Melchior . Stuff that comes to mind as bands like Fall has been fundamental for future generations.
to skip from one side of the states we're talking of Mi Ami, of which we occupied at the time. That is, when to hit, plus the excellent debut and before long Watersports , were the 12 "( African Rhythms all) to let us appreciate, like the trio in the intermediate measures to Stars & Stripes was in a position to say much (but not all) of its kaleidoscopic universe of sound. Now is the turn of Cut Men which debut on Thrill Jockey: double track playing time for a mini-album that offers the ambivalent led the trio in all its glory. Post-punk and neurotic engagé on side A ( Cut Men ) and dilation malatissime dub and dance-oriented over the other ( Out At Night). If necessary, the confirmation of a large group. Returning to Real
Estate and more specifically to the followers of the cult Underwater Peoples, is to report the release for the label's first single Frat Dad , duo of teenagers who had already participated in the compilation Summertime Showcase with a track full of pleasant reverberations. For this 7 "but the two points on a lo-fi indie pop canon rather than enhances the aquatic components of the typical parent who leaves altogether indifferent. A missed opportunity. Who does not fail to be noticed, once again, Californians are Nothing People that, after the second lp on the SS, again with a single, ultra deluxe packaging. White vinyl, cover with words "You're Invited" engraved cantilevered like a ticket to a gala. Enemy With An Invitation fact is called the 7 inches and has two musically more akin to the first album Anonymous than to the soporific tones of Late Night . So pre-punk, post-punk, glam rock and psychedelic garage at its best. Welcome back.
To end our world tour in 45, we return to home base. The usual assemblage of labels (this time Lemmings, Tube, Hot Music for Organ) puts the signature on the 10 " Microwave With Marge , Cow Cow Licks . The trio churns out tarantino 8 short tracks where charge stark post-punk, and attention to the fragmentation of no-wave (more branded Skin Graft that New York, actually) to get married on the edge of danceable rhythms schizoid, but immediate and straight in your face. Not that much has to do, but to come up with is an old experience of Puglia, the Bz Bz Eu, the ability to grind in a jumble of the most diverse sonic influences. Finally the newborn Shit Shit Music For People after the onset of the Coats' Lignu gives us a second 7 ", this time on behalf Satan. Group with one foot and one across the Alps to Turin, our churn out four pezzi in cui mischiano garage, surf e pop alle urla isteriche della cantante Paula H. Stampa di trecento copie con quello che è ormai marchio di fabbrica della label: copertina in carta da pacchi serigrafata in tre differenti colori. Come a dire, l’occhio vuole sempre di più la sua parte nell’era del feticcio.
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