http://www.myspace.com/cuthbertandthenightwalkers

Leroy Lee – ‘Drawing Smoke’ (mp3)

Missy Higgins recently teamed up with the radio station Triple J and their website triplejunearthed.com to help choose unsigned artists to open for her on her latest national tour.  Sydney boy Leroy Lee was chosen by Missy for her Sydney show.  A couple of years ago, especially in Australia, there was an explosion of roots/folk artists when guys like John Butler and Xavier Rudd took off, and a lot of it started to sound the same – at the end of the day, there’s only a finite number of options when it comes to a voice and an acoustic guitar.

But there’s something about Leroy’s music that stands out.  Maybe its because he moves away from blues influences like so many others and instead embraces more pop-esque melodies of acts like The Beatles and Elliott Smith (and you can hear a lot of Elliott Smith in the layered vocal harmonies).

http://www.myspace.com/leroyleemusic

Something about this clip is so mesmerising.

http://www.jakob.co.nz
http://www.myspace.com/jakobmusic

Kit Pop – ‘Less Focus’ (mp3)

Whilst attempting to begin my remix career via the Triple J Unearthed website, I came across the electronic works of Kit Pop, an artist based in Perth.  I’ve always harboured a love for glitchy electronica, and his track ‘Less Focus’ takes the cake.

It’s a cut-and-paste-and-fuck affair, influenced by hip-hop and abstract electronica.  Make of it what you will, but it’s a pretty sweet tune if you dig this kinda sonic manipulation.

http://www.kit-pop.com
http://www.myspace.com/kitpop

The Seabellies – ‘Our Ghosts Don’t Disappear’

Six piece placid pop group The Seabellies begin this track from their Wave Your Fingers EP with a quiet play of boy sweetness and an acoustic guitar, the innocent loveliness of Trent Grenell’s voice slowly drowned in strings and distant drums. Billowing around in fragile gusts, the song takes flight half way through in the classic strike of an early period Elton John piano part before collapsing into the Autumn leaves again, drifting aimlessly with the ghosts of lost love. Eventually it builds up again, into a storm of sounds and strings and sweet, fervent, fragile dreams that crumble away with the end of the song, leaving you transported but melancholy.

www.myspace.com/theseabellies