“Sunday Dumb Day”
At a recent show in L.A. (disclosure: at my house), sneaky snakes George Jensen and Ian James wired up somewhere between five and eight keyboards across a couple tables and chairs with various speakers, mixers, and junk growing up out of the corners — everything that happens to a living room when there’s a house show; they were practically building a fort of keyboards. Then George changed into this frock, looking like a Sherpa about to lead us on a treacherous mountain path, and everybody in the room settles on the floor, staring up as if someone’s going to read us a story; the lights go red, and they let rip… not a screaming assault of noise, not a psychedelic freak out, but a slow-motion sonic river of soft-as-snow notes that lulls us all to trance. In his hat, George is climbing on some piece of furniture and holding up this kaossillator to the sky waiting for a lightning bolt, but it’s just this gentle wash unfolding like jasmine tea pearls. It was a great show.
Sneaky Snake have a new tape called The Sprawl, which they describe as “hot slow jams for the megalopolis,” out this week on Dance Craze Records.
Hans-Joachim Roedelius, the cute half of one of the greatest groups of all time (Cluster, bitch!), is teaming with Stefan Schneider (Mapstation, To Rococo Rot) for a new album, Stunden, due on Hamburg label Bureau B. Read more about the album in Mike Reid’s news post, but for the love of Czukay, listen to “Single Boogie” first.
Girl/Boy bands are as common now as female adult-contemporary singers were in the 90s. Videos involving cinematic melodies like “Two Cousins” need more statement than song or at least contain a stigmatized dance routine. In general, video changes personal perspective of everything. This is why people hate movies adapted from books (duh). Of course, this only shows how everything has some sort of companion (Alexander Slotnick, Lee Michael, Kmmy Gbblr).
None of this is bad, though, concerning “Two Cousins.” I couldn’t remember the aforementioned Annie Lennox link and may have lost sleep over it. Maybe I got so worked up (Sunday into Monday afternoon) that when I found it, everyone at my office had the song stuck in they’s head. Guess what, Slow Club. Ten years from now, someone somewhere in Hempstead, NY will be finally finding this video after five cups of coffee consumed as fast as these dudes’ move they feet. Find Slow Club’s next album Paradise on Moshi Moshi Records (released yesterday, September 13), and let it consume you.
“Swallow Your Dreams”
The second vinyl LP from Arkansas’ stone-cold drone king Pink Priest is two 18-minute slabs of textural exploration, levitating tones, and implied melody. This music video for the entire A side of Swallow Your Dreams is like the dreams of a TV set left on overnight. Pieces of flipped channels, flickering color forms, slow frames moving in and out half-superimposed, pictures of domesticity contrasted with vast expanses of nature that could be the b-roll from a Nova special, weird fragments, all smashed together and dipped in some kind of static video buzz; dripping with atmosphere, virtuously boring and beautiful. William Cody Watson of PP says the album is about “the end of certain things, but also a realization of reconstruction, hope, decay, balance, and progression.” Pre-order it from French label La Station Radar.
• La Station Radar: http://www.lastationradar.com