New videos from London bands wot SOIWT likes:
Ghost Eyes – Lost In The Woods
The jangly electro paranoia of Ghost Eyes’ excellent new song is jumped ten notches up the spookometer by this weirdsville video. Part-Wicker Man, part-Blair Witch, it feels pagan and eerie, even if it is just people in fox masks gyrating by a copse.
Fair Ohs – Apple Green Milk
“An enigmatic opus of voodoo funk hooks and hypnotising James Brown bass lines.” That’s how Vice describes the Fair Ohs’ new record, Jungle Cats, an album which includes this single – initially psychedelic, then rather prettily forlorn. The video is a chaotic melee of ice cream, plastic face masks, bills and beards.
MT – Heaven
Narrow, over-exposed and a bit compelling.
Wolf Alice – Bros
I love this song – it’s rockish and epic, but in a sunburnt, post-euphoric way. The video predominantly features an almanac of silly japes by the appealing band members. It made me dance along stupidly too = total win.
Sheen‘s official debut single doozies along like one of those really pleasant days you sometimes have. ”I bought a nice takeaway coffee and walked across the Heath in the morning sun; then I poked around a few bookshops before meeting a few friends for some drinks and a catch-up. Later I just strolled around and took some photographs, then took the train home and watched the sunset. It was really lovely.” This song is really lovely.
Read SOIWT’s previous gushings about Sheen here.
Here’s the latest Some Of It Was True! show on Shoreditch Radio. This is #25, the one-year anniversary show indeed, with some truly unique music by Dean Blunt, Dirty Beaches and Lovelace, Stills’ downtempo electro pop by and bravenik auteurs in the shape of MAPS and A Grave With No Name… Listen below, or download it as an MP3 for the commute.
MANS are described as “an Iranian entrepreneur, an Italian metronome, a heartbroken Mongolian and a failed American Svengali”. Given that, plus comparisons ranging from Prince to Ed Banger via Robin Gibb, they were never going to go quietly. Released ahead of a forthcoming debut LP, the live-recorded Various Lovers grooves along like an hip, highfalutin peacock.
Monday Music’s the one post where Some Of It Was True! drops its London-only rule
Febueder – Galeo
Despite the name, Febueder aren’t a post-techno band from the depths of Dortmund. They are, in fact, an inventive quirk-pop trio from the hearty, horse-racing town of Ascot who sound more than a smidge like Alt-J. They’re also as thrillingly inventive as the Mercury Prize-winners; witness Galeo‘s vocal tics, recurrent changes of paces, fruity howls, huffs and puffs, and general “own rules” feel. The song comes from a new EP, Soap Carv; that’ll be out soon on Castle Recordings, but first they have to go and support Ghostpoet – a confirmed fan – on tour, donchaknow…
Monophona – Give It Up
As sweet and shimmering as a morning sunrise, one that you got up to see while everyone else slept on. This lot are from Luxembourg. I know, I know – they’re probably the best Luxembourg band you’ve ever heard, right? LOLZ. Oh dear.
Metaform – In My Mind (I Will Wait)
Cracks have started forming in the foundations of my mind. When I think too hard, it’s as if little puffs of plaster fall out and everything shakes, like a wobbling Jenga tower threatening to go, like a dandelion ready to explode. Slowly, surely, it’s all caving in, and my job is to hold the walls together for as long as possible, tread as lightly as I can. Already I’m abandoning certain rooms, where precious memories must now just lay gathering dust; I just crouch in the stablest corners, trying to stay calm, trying not to think of what’s to come, or rather of all that’s not to come. I desperately cling to my sanity, to some pathetic, vain vestige of controlling my destiny.
Solar Year – Global Girlfriend
It’s the sense of space that gets me here. That, and the ghostly, solemn samples. This latest song by the Montreal duo (from a debut full-lengther, Waverly, out 25 June on Splendour) feels like the modern form of a lullaby: a sedative, skulking electronic song that gradually douses all internal fires.
Radical Face – Welcome Home
Nikon’s adverts are back on telly, and back again featuring this happy, soft-euphoria number from 2007.