Back in the good ol’ days of college I loved doing research and hated writing papers. Card catalogs, yes. Creepy basement rooms full of untouched journals on obscure topics, yes. Contemplative stillness, yes! And the trend continues in my life. I’ve been tooling about on the internet looking for sweet vinyl scores. Here are some oddities I thought I’d share. Look for them in the record store soon!
Here is Ilya Monosov off the album “Seven Lucky Plays, Or How To Fix Songs For A Broken Heart”. An eerie and beautiful take on minimalism. Plus, he sings that remembering his lover naked makes him want to kill them with a song. Double eerie.
San Francisco’s Weekend take about 4 minutes to get to the point in this song, but the point is well made. So garbled are the vocals and guitar that the clearest part of the recording is the snare drum. Reminds me of the early 90’s – in a good way.
The Pack A.D. are a lady duo from Vancouver, B.C. (catch the irony there?). Anyways, this song is pretty good, but I mostly want to know how they convinced so many guys to make asses of themselves. Do you think I could pull that off? Maybe I ought to perfect my jello shots. And I would probably have to provide the hot pants myself.
Moving around the globe, Sju Svara Ar hails from Sweden. The members have played in such legendary Swedish hardcore bands as: Wolfbrigade, To What End?, Asta Kask, and Burning Kitchen. With this new project they maintain a commitment to singing in their mother toungue. Still, I can tell they’re pissed about something and I have some guesses as to what.
Here is another video of Sju Svara Ar playing an acoustic set at an anarchist, punk picnic. It looks so awkward, but yet so awesome at the same time. I wish I were at a Swedish, anarchist, punk, picnic instead of waiting out winter in Denver.
Last for today’s treats, Jesus Bruiser from Bristol. They are called JESUS BRUISER. I don’t need to say any more.