“Swimming Pools (Drank)”
“Swimming Pools (Drank),” the latest track from Kendrick Lamar, is a murky pontification on matters of both swimming pools and drank. Lamar returns to the familiar subject of debauchery and the slippery slope of morality it begets. Friendly competition over shots culminates in the ultimate triple-dog-dare of excess: “First you get a swimming pool full of liquor/Then you dive in it.” I can’t imagine how much that’d sting your eyes, but Lamar’s more concerned with the moral complications: the second verse is an intervention staged by his conscience. And you thought “Bottoms Up” was deep.
Melody's Echo Chamber
This appeal is simple: Aussie Kevin Parker — Tame Impala’s sonic mastermind, the lovechild of The Beatles and a supernova — has teamed up with a French lady singer. And her name is Melody!! Have no doubt; this product is indomitable. She is, maybe, the Nico to Kevin Parker’s Lou. Hyperbole, you say? Undoubtedly. But I implore you to show me a bolder soundsmith/songwriter combo than Tame Impala’s frontman.
From its guttural guitar to its vocal’s reverb, “Endless Shore” is clearly of the same ilk as much of Tame Impala’s finery, but it’s been tweaked just so, so that it embraces Miss Melody Prochet’s voice like the setting for a jewel. Melody’s Echo Chamber is a nice name too, as I think you’ll be listening again and again. A 7-inch is out presently from Fat Possom Records, featuring Melody’s track “Crystalized” and an Unknown Mortal Orchestra version of “Endless Shore.” A full album is in the works and will cometh September. Oui, oui. Aussie oi. Oui.
Dan Deacon’s quite legendary in his hometown of Baltimore. As a Charm City native myself, I frequently hear stories of the jolly, bearded man jumping into the crowd to lead them in raucous sing-a-longs, more psychedelic summer camp than corporate concert. He’s like Santa Claus around there, and his shows are as fun as Christmas morning. Of course, Deacon couldn’t stay local for long — America, his first album on new label Domino, will bring that joyous bleepity-bop to thousands of hungry ears worldwide. “True Thrush” is classic DD, with burbling synths and more of the multi-layered vocals we’ve come to expect. It’s a more polished sound, sure, but it retains the childlike wonder that made Deacon so noteworthy.
Look for America August 28, and check out his tourdates here.
Blanche Blanche Blanche
I love xylophones, but bongos and washed-out oceans sounds are a close second. Blanche Blanche Blanche’s “Green Light” totally captures that close second in the “solo” section of the track; very “Soul Sacrifice” maybe. Maybe-maybe Blanche Blanche Blanche, a.k.a. keyboardist Zach Phillips and singer Sarah Smith, are overdoing it on releases this year. Don’t matter. SCRILL! Just, I have no idea what Blanche Blanche Blanche are singing about in this song, but ya-ya it’s catchy. Traffic catchy. (OMG: I hate driving in New York!) Yeah, this song is all about traffic. But Blanche Blanche Blanche’s off-poppy jangles are unusually soothing on the road. And they also weirdly remind me of college and my ex-girlfriend, but in a good way. All world-building. Maybe just my own world. But they definitely provide an atmosphere for listeners to build a personalized world.
Check out Blanche Blanche Blanche’s new-new-new-new LP Papas Proof on La Station Radar. Act now, for they only popping 300 copies.
“Flights of Fancy”
“Many times, artists are afraid of technology, and many times scientists are afraid to create art. But if you cross that boundary, miraculous things can happen.” –Ed Tannenbaum.
“I compose because I must.” –Maggi Payne
Read these interviews, and watch these videos, and you will see why these are some folks we probably should have heard of before. Root Strata has released Maggi Payne’s music for Ed Tannenbaum’s various dance/video projects that occurred in the mid-80s in the form of an LP called Ahh-Ahh Music for Ed Tannenbaum’s Technological Feets 1984-1987, and thank goodness for that.
Television Sky [album stream]
You’re gonna have to give both sides of this tape a couple of minutes up front, lest you immediately (and wrongfully) allow the words “Neon” and “Indian” to rudely creep into your thoughts and keep you from really exploring the celestial tunnels of Television Sky. So I implore of you, let it be. Have a drink. Blink a few times. Pick your nose. Just give Gemini Trajectory the space and time Gemini Trajectory so absolutely needs and deserves, and soon you’ll find yourself off the couch, pizza boxes magically cleaned up off your coffee table, and instead of staring at an 8-bit video game, you’ll be inside of it. Yeah, Tron-style or something, but better. The intros are like the taxi of the plane just before takeoff — fun mainly in the anxious anticipation of the flight that’s about to come. And quite the ride Television Sky is: through miles of silicon skyway, this thing soars. It’s a night ride, a pitch-black backdrop peeking through beams of Lite-Brite synths. Lightly dance, heavily Kraut, moderately ambient, and 100% dreamy throughout.
I heard a rumor that this may be Gemini Trajectory’s last release. Not sure if the assertion carries much weight or not, but if it is true, you’ll want to get all over this. Stream or download here: