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One of our favorite new singer songwriter types Cory Branan, will be playing a set at Cactus Cafe tonight (9/4) along with fellow musician Greg Barkley of Oh No Oh My. The starts up at 8:30 with tickets running you only $7. Preview the show with “Tall Green Grass” by the man himself, Cory Brenan.
Download: Cory Branan – Tall Green Grass [MP3]
This just in from Secretly Canadian: Expect a whole slew of new things from Daniel Smith and his family band Danielson from here until the holidays. To start the Danielson party off, we have “Animal in Every Corner” featuring a remix by Kramer. The track will be found on a retrospective album highlighting the first decade of Mr. Smith’s work entitled Trying Hartz due out this fall.
Download: Danielson – Animal in Every Corner [MP3]
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Somehow this little group from Boston, who is actually just one dude, made its way into my pile of things to listen to. Unaware of the band, Faces on Film has now won me over, unexpectedly, with their album The Troubles.
“Friends with Both Arms,” opens up the album pleasantly, with Mike Fiore coming across your ears like a more eager Hamilton Leithauser. The vocal quality is quite similar, at least in that hollow echo aspect; here it sounds more complete than Hamilton.
From here it goes into “I’ll Sleep to Protect You.” Upon several listens this sounds like a lost Modest Mouse demo that we never got the chance to hear. It has a little more beauty, which I think keeps the track focused, but it still has that primitive folk sound.
Then we take a short jump onto “Natalie’s Numbers,” which recalls the bedroom folk of Eliott Smith, as far as guitar sound goes, with the vocal tracings of Win Butler. The chorus is fixed with nonsensical lyrics accompanied by a female vocalists, and although its unexpected at this point, it provides an interesting view to the insight of this song.
“Troubles at Last” is one of those songs that shouldn’t have been included. Its just studio noise.
“Famous Last Words” carries on with a bit of bounce, but it still appears to maintain that Arcade Fire association, which when prepared isn’t entirely off-setting. I suppose the majority of this allusion is due to the vocals, all which resemble early AF. And it’s juxtaposed with a Walkmen meets Modest Mouse echo of a song in “The Winner’s Daughter.” Although the feeling is similar to that of other songs, it seems out of sorts for some reason, and is probably one of the weaker songs on the album.
The rest of the album follows suit, wearing concert t-shirts of previously mentioned bands, only adding a Dr. Dog reference point near the end with “Medical Mind.” But just wait until the end because “Indicator, Indicator” is really fantastic. It is the precise closing moment for this album, letting the listener relax and rest as the album draws to a close.
Despite a lot of obvious references, some too obvious, the album has an enjoyable quality to it, one which gives it some merit. However, it lacks a bit of pace, and I mean that in the sense of the song, not in the flow of the album. Each song would benefit from just a bit of pace, but then again, its not my album. At the end, it ends the way it should, leaving Faces on Film with a few merit badges for their effort and a few more for quality.
You can download the entire album on their Myspace Page.
After a brief tour with Coldplay, Shearwater will make their triumphant return to Austin this Thursday night at Mohawk (9/4). Tickets for the show are only $8 with things starting off at 9pm. Buy your tickets from the Transmission Entertainment website. Instead of a song to preview the show, how about some live video of the band? The Interface on Spinner AOL recently featured a short set by Shearwater on their website. If anyone is interested in covering this show with pictures and/or a review, feel free to contact us (we get busy too). We’ll hook you up with free stuff!
Times New Viking are giving you even more music before the end of the year in the form of a new EP entitled Stay Awake due out Oct. 21st. Happy happy joy joy to all you limited edition vinyl hunters, the thing will only be available as a 7″ vinyl EP on Matador records. If you don’t own a record player, get one!, or check new song “Call and Respond” from the EP down below. If you’ve never heard of Times New Viking before, give the sound time, it’ll get inside your head.
Download: Times New Viking – Call and Respond [MP3]
So for any one who hasn’t heard, a new arcade opened up in Austin this past weekend. Its called Arcade UFO and they are currently one of only nine arcades in the country to import Japanese Street Fighter 4 machines! The American release date isn’t until Jan. 2009 so if you grew up playing Street Fighter like I did, this is a pretty big deal. They also have tons of other great games so do your part to help keep arcade gaming alive in Austin and check out Arcade UFO!
Part three of our build up to Xemumba Festival features local Austin band Los Bad Apples. Los Bad Apples plays a high-energy fusion of Hip Hop with Reggaeton, Cumbia, Flamenco, Samba & Salsa. Band members include the sweet songstress, Anita Benner, critically acclaimed MC Zeale who was a finalist in the World Rap Championships of 2007, as well as former members of Kumbia Kings, Menudo & Grupo Fantasma. Los Bad Apples will take stage on the Friday evening of Xemumba. Don’t forget to read our original post on Xemumba or check out a few Los Bad Apples songs from the band’s myspace page.
Austin Town Hall recently sat down with Matt Pace of Oxford Collapse before their Wednesday night show at Mohawk. Matt tells us about the band’s unique name, the state of music in NYC and what the band eats on the road. Full interview and pictures from the show after the jump
The Donkeys, a band we told you about earlier this summer, are blowing through Austin on Wednesday night at the Mohawk. So, if you aren’t enjoying the GZA show over at Emo’s, buy some tickets to a stellar indie rock show at Mohawk. Doors are set to open at 10pm with opening act Visitors kicking things off followed by Golden Bear.
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Several years back, Silent Alarm blew us away. It’s angular guitars cut and diced as we all spun in awe of the newest British band to hit the states. Our minds spinning, we salivated at the chance for more Bloc Party. All I can ask for at this very moment is no more Bloc Party.
Two albums after their debut, they’ve weighed me down with their efforts to recreate that original brilliance, and I’ve got few nice things to say about these boys. In all honesty, this album has left me to encourage them to hang up their hats… call it a day boys.
The opening track doesn’t do anything to prepare the listener for the barrage of trash that is to come their way, except to offer the lyric that “this s**t is long.” Too long indeed. Sprawling guitars matched with little music creativity push my fingers to fast forward beyond this useless noise.
Once you arrive at the second track its clear that the band have taken on an entirely new direction. Intimacy‘s production lacks the exciting percussive sound that they established long ago, instead mixing in what one can only assume are digital drum samples… and do I hear horns? At this point in my listening experience I’m not sure what to say. Speechless.
However, there is some exciting guitar work on the third song, “Halo,” but it’s so muddled in the mix of the song that it almost disappoints you to hear the promise of this band’s sound being watered down by shoddy engineering. And that is thrown immediately into one of the worst songs the band has written. “Biko” not only lacks any passion, but there isn’t even a trace of real musicianship in this song. I think they might have looped the guitars. Gross.
Bloc Party, however, just continue to push on, angering me with each new track. I’m not sure who came up with the idea, but whoever covered all of these songs in walls of noise, and I don’t mean precious ambience… I mean ridiculous noise, obviously had a few too many pints. The album is lacking a certain clarity, which is where it lost me. Skeletal song structures have promise, but the level of noise deems almost every moment of promise useless.
They’ve piled on loads of electronic samples into this album, which doesn’t really do them any favors. Their strength was always in the dueling guitar work, but once they strip that away, they don’t have much to offer us anymore. All the passion they once threw our way has been lost in new directions. I only wish they knew about the power of guitars, since they fail to use them often enough on this album.
By the end of the album, I just feel like I’ve been drained of every drop of social niceties. There isn’t a decent thing to say about this album at the end of the day. Some have indicated that the latter half offers a touch of redemption, but in all honesty, the latter half is equally as aggravating as the first half. Bloc Party have discarded their musicianship for an electronically fused album, and in the process they have discarded the majority of their adoring fans.
