Odesza, an electronic Washington-based duo dropped their debut album Summer’s Gone earlier this month.
The track “iPlayYouListen” caught my attention in particular. Most likely because it samples the alluring vocals of Local Natives (or at least, I’m fairly certain it does).
The album is available for download in its entirety here.
Grizzly Bear released their new album, Shields this Tuesday, and thusly played to sold out shows at 930 Club in DC this week. Having missed my earlier opportunity to purchase tickets, I started a twitter campaign in an effort to gain last minute entry. I came as close as to have someone email me with details…but in the end they had to rescind their offer. As a consolation, they offered to write me either a song or sky message…neither of which has ever been done for me I don’t think. Almost makes up for it…almost.
Anyway, below is the sweepingly melodic and layered track “Sleeping Ute” off of the new album.
My favorite from their previous album, Veckatimest…the hauntingly beautiful “Ready, Able.”
And still earlier Grizzly:
Each day, spend it with me now
All my time, spend it with me now
The time has come to resurrect my humble indie blog. Over the years I have created several domains with the intention of sharing music, that for one reason or another never came to fruition…save for a sprinkling of music musings on an analogous tumblr account. Part of the problem was that I could never quite figure out the best way to share songs, but now with the advent of SoundCloud the solution is pretty simple. Thus, I integrated my old tumblr logs into WordPress and from here on out all posts will be solely dedicated to great tunes!
Bloc Party is also back with their fourth and aptly-titled new album, “Four,” which was released last month. They played at the 930 Club in DC yesterday, and while I’m sure it was a stellar show, alas my attendance was not meant to be. Here are a couple of my favorite tracks off the new album:
This song by new pop sensation Years & Years from the UK perfectly sums up my Saturday night (which actually did end up in some fights). Earmilk calls it “life-affirming” pop, and I concur.
My nights always begin with some lies.Always end up in hope.
Loving this Electric Guest cover of Little Dragon’s “Ritual Union.” Looking forward to seeing the pop duo in DC next month.
Love is not like they say
A lie, that’s hard to make it stay
I drowned my feelings in the sea
They dried out over on the beach
Sweet new collaboration between Calvin Harris and Florence Welch.
It isn’t easy for me to let it go
‘Cause I’ve swallowed every word
And every whisper; every sigh
Eats away at this heart of mine
There is a hollow in me now.
Sad day – Air France has announced their retirement.
We’ll make this brief, because it hurts too much.
During the first year of Air France, somewhere in the middle of the last decade, everything seemed to come so easily. At least it feels like that right now. We’d meet on friday nights to drink wine, listen to music and picture ourselves far off, somewhere on the outskirts on the big map Henrik had on his wall. The songs we made during those nights weren’t really supposed to ever leave the hard drive, but somehow they did, and somehow they took us to almost all the places on that big map we had dreamt about. We got to play records at the Rough Trade store in London, we went to the Red Square, we woke up on Iceland during a volcanic eruption, we drank beer at the cliffs of the Niagara, we spent a night in a freezing staircase in Warzaw (otherwise a fantastic weekend), we saw dolphins in the waters of LA, we got a smile from Larry David as he passed us on a street in Paris, watching us trying to open a bottle of wine, we played records for 4 hours under a blistering July sun in New York, we spent a day in the most beautiful spa in Budapest, we’ve heard our nervous voices on radio and TV, we’ve played records after two sold out Saint Etienne shows (but to be honest, only a handful stayed behind to see us), we’ve written a song together with our idol Clare Grogan (although we did managed to botch it) and we got sampled by Lil B. But it’s the little moments that has been the most dear to our hearts, like the days and nights in Brackenbury Village that we spent in our manager’s back yard with his wonderful wife and sons, who made us feel like part of the family, or being drunk on airplanes, just the two of us, and all the people we’ve been fortunate enough to get to know, if only for a night.
And we have probably produced 7 albums since No Way Down; a UK Garage record, a house record, an r ‘n’ b record… but we’ve never been able to finish anything, nothing was ever good enough. We have tried so hard, and we truly gave it all we had. And now we have decided to stop trying, even though it breaks our hearts. But for all the reasons mentioned above, and for a thousand more, we don’t regret a thing.
We wish we could thank all the people who has helped and inspired us, but we’d probably forget to mention half of you, so here’s just a big thank you to those who were involved in the making of the record: Teresa and Kajsa for singing so beautifully, Angelica of Body Language for lending her voice to a song that would have been called “I always think about you when I’m drunk”, our patron Kevin Campbell who helped us in giving this record one last chance (there are no words that can describe just how grateful we are), our Eric of Sincerely Yours, our manager David Laurie, our publisher XL, Joe for running our facebook page.
And much love to Rich Thane, families and girlfriends, sister Hanna, Henning Fürst, Marc Hogan, all of you who sent us letters, all of you who stuck around to watch us play, and all of you who opened your homes and hearts and cars and took us to water falls, big squares, beaches, record stores, monuments, valleys, mountains and zoos.
Goodbye for now. Who knows, maybe we’ll see you again in another shape. After all, we’re people that never stop dreaming.
Henrik and Joel
Gothenburg
On that note, my favorite Air France tune…
And a remix from Memory Tapes:
I know a lot of people are like, “Ew. I’m SO above remixes, they ruin the essence of the song.”
I mean, sure. That happens from time to time.
But isn’t it sort of amazing when someone tweaks something in the teeniest way…like they’re cooking and they think, “BAM, pinch of paprika, motherfuckers” and then it tastes amazing?
That’s what a good remix is.
A pinch of paprika, motherfuckers.
I get a good feeling
This video is ridiculously cool. Also, I’m not familiar with the artist Kimbra but she sounds like and kind of resembles Katy Perry, no?
poetry in an empty coke can 