Seagull – ‘Grandmother’ (mp3)
Seagull made turned some heads with their first album, Goodbye Weather, winning a slot at Falls via Triple J Unearthed and garnering positive reviews. At the time of its recording, Seagull was the solo project of Christopher Bolton, which has expanded to a four piece including his brother Edward, Michael Zulick, and Kishore Ryan – yes, that same Kishore Ryan that already hits the skins for Kid Sam and Otouto (dude is fkn busy). Their new album, Council Tree, is it out on July 23rd via Two Bright Lakes and features all four members doing their proverbial “thang” over Bolton’s minimalist folk.
Above is ‘Grandmother,’ the first track released from the album. It sounds exactly how I imagined it – in a good way. It retains the same directness and sense of atmosphere that tracks like ‘Dust Storm’ from the first album had, but with a few embellishments poking in at the edges. Very cool.
Golden Fangs – ‘Jaques Brel’ (mp3)
This song has been sitting in my drafts folder since forever. From memory, it’s popped up on a couple of other blogs since it first appeared in our SoundCloud account (which we totes check so send us your shit), but I had another listen and decided it’s definitely still worth posting.
It’s called ‘Jaques Brel’ by Sydney band Golden Fangs; it’s like surf music that’s been wrapped in cast offs from a Morricone soundtrack.; it’s pop music, but in that ‘no-vocals-for-over-a-minute’ kinda way. I don’t really know how to describe it. If it doesn’t sound like “yr thing” then give it a listen anyway, as it’s way more indie friendly than that description might suggest. Seriously cool tune. As are most of the others on their Myspace. These guys are worth keeping an eye on.
Erasers – ‘Safe Sound’ (mp3)
Quite often, the term ‘minimalist’ is less of a descriptor of compositional style, than it is a euphemism for ‘shit boring music’. Perth’s Erasers have given themselves a head-start in the right direction with clean production and a solid groove and motif to base the song on. The female vocals annoyed me a little, but by the time they started, I was deep enough into the drone of the song to accept and forgive them.
They’re playing Sydney and Melbourne in the next fortnight or so – check their MySpace for details.
I have fond memories of playing sword-fighting games with my little brother, winning and making him cry. Then there were the times where I beat him with a hollow cardboard tube. *badoom-tssh*
Seriously though, this has to be the best piece of Facebook event invite spam I’ve ever received.
On Saturday July 10 at 2pm, a bunch of people are going to meet up at the park behind the Milton State School in Brisbane (cardboard suit of armor is optional) and fight each other with cardboard tubes. I’ve just moved house, so I’m going to make myself some badass protective gear with my leftover moving boxes.
The Facebook event invite is here.
Interesting analysis by veteran manager Michael McMartin.
Young Heretics – ‘Risk/Loss’ (mp3)
Here is the new Young Heretics clip (aka. Matthew Wright – ex. Getaway Plan dude + step sibling Kitty Hart) for their single ‘Risk/Loss’, directed by James Lawler and produced by Nick Grimsdale of Doomsday Films.
The video clip trails out like a three dimensional Sailor Moon episode. You’ve got the emotive piano balladry, the megaphone banter, schoolgirl outfits, cutesy coloured props and even a mysterious man suited up in a top hat and frills wielding a thoughtful piece of horticulture (chicks dig that shit).
A little narrative of melodramatic expressions, crazy purple poison fruit that leaves you frothing at the mouth and enough wardrobe frills to give the host of Iron Chef a good run for his money. It also contains the sort of innuendo that calls for tortured teenage vampires to fly over the hill and emote all over you.
There’s an obvious mass market to whom this clip will resonate with, who’ll probably be too busy releasing their sexual frustration into their Stephanie Meyer novellas, reading JD Salinger on park benches (see 0:05 mark) or gelling their fringe like Hailey Williams.
Three minutes and fifty eight seconds of climatic suspense and thespian performances has me summoning a pack of xanax and a good lie down.
Some nice cinematic colours and heartfelt vocals here. But unfortunately, I just can’t bring myself to jump on this bandwagon yet.