Wiscinsonites have reason to puff out their collective chests. Why? Well fellow brothers (and sister Monica Martin) in arms PHOX just released their beautiful self-titled debut album and it is an ode to joy. And if you heard, and fell head over heels with PHOX’s previous Confetti EP, expect more of the same here. No, not really expect more and more is exactly what their beautifully well structured album delivers. Continue reading “phox | phox”
phox | slow motion | official video
Baraboo, Wisconsin based band PHOX are by far my fav newish carnival band. And now I’ve yet another reason to lose my top hat over Monica Martin & Co. Check out the (band member) Zach Johnson-directed video for the track “Slow Motion“after the jump. Also, you just may want to grab Phox’s new, sort of, debut self-titled album. The songs are remastered and have a more finished quality than previous recordings (thanks Jeff Lipton). Keep your eyeballs peeled, the album drops June 24th courtesy of Partisan Records. You can, and surely may Pre-order at: Amazon or iTunes and at www. phoxband.com. Peace. Continue reading “phox | slow motion | official video”
james vincent mcmorrow | cavelier | kiings remix | lyrics
The music crafted by the beloved James Vincent McMorrow is beautiful as is, yet along comes the very capable producer Kiings and he makes JVM’s track “Cavalier,” simply transcendent.
Rarely does it get any better than this, no? Kiings ferrets and teases out a sultry orchestration resplendent with sinful sounds which instantly elevate the already gospel-tinged and spirit-esque vitality of James’s pristine vocals and lays it atop such unadulterated brashness. Each beat is a masseuse’s deft fingers working it all out until your ears hang their heavy head wrung out but alas sated. Staccato beats provide steam engine propulsion, taut synth work urge a listener towards the 7th deadly sin and your ears relish within it endlessly.
I am definitely looking forward to more of the Kiings experience, this guy he is going places and all of them
point heavenward. Peace.
P.S. Many thanks to my beautiful muse Teddi Stavee, you can whisper sweet nothing in my ear any time. Continue reading “james vincent mcmorrow | cavelier | kiings remix | lyrics”
phox | confetti ep
A band of maniacal musicians of the highest and most talented order.
phox // confetti ep
If indeed two is company and three’s a crowd, then six must naturally be a circus troupe. The supernaturally fun musical phenomenon from Baraboo, Wisconsin is none other than PHOX. This band packs more ruckus and beatific arrangement into a song than is scientifically possible, or at least we thought not. The music is trippy and traipsing, with the vocals sung out like proclamations from on high. And thank you so very much Ms. Monica Martin for opening your mouth and letting fly the honey-spun melodies which are a captivating and gorgeously morass if I ever heard one. Never have I heard a voice in possession of both the light and airiness of hopefulness and the heavy laden anchor of sorrowful blue with worry lines aplenty; a voice of braided dichotomy.
The band’s 2013 release Confetti EP is a 6-song mini LP masquerading as an EP (it is so much more grandiose, sonically speaking, than a mere EP), and it is as adorable as calico space kittens decked out in Teletubbies onesies. After the jump click play and marvel as the music Crip-dances delicately upon your eardrum. In my opinion, if ever a band was destined for greatness this one is a sure bet. Peace.
Teddi Stavee/Derek D. Continue reading “phox | confetti ep”
field report // field report (our sunday best)
the sound carries over the airwaves into your heart like a lover’s soft whisper across the vast distance of a disheveled bed. and all the while a terrible, yet beautiful storm, rages just outside the sheltering walls. or mayhap it the division of continental divide or an argument which separates your hand from your heart’s desire. either way, these songs will make it better or so much worse. this music will draw you closer to some warmblooded body or acquaint you with circumstances or ponderances of self (or others) you’ve been putting off for better times or stronger whiskey.
field report the self-titled album, is all raw flesh and glistening bones. it is exposed nerve endings and the blatant confrontation of emotions all tangled up with whatever reality it finds you living, loving or hating. these are songs that feel long lived-in and as familiar as family, friends and foe alike. each bearable and unbearable melody is a continuance of some long-awaited conclusion finally chanced upon whether we’re ready to deal with ’em or not.
the opening track “fergus falls” guts you, spills your heart and soul before a black-sooted grate where gray-orange embers softly glow. and in this faint shimmering light you examine every past, present and future thought and rash decision you’ve ever made or made not. like archaic remains of runes or the damp tea leaves in the bottom of a chipped tea-cup these songs are a destiny all their own. and as the songs come forth one by one: “in the year of the get you alone,” “i am not waiting anymore” and on and anon. the heartfelt assault erodes your every worthless fortification.
so, by the time the final ode, “route 18” washes over your flesh; you’ve wrestled with jacob’s angel. you’re baptized, bruised and set straight anew. but like all second chances we’ll squander ’em so long as we’ve deep and dark-water songs like these to wade into and find the remedy of relief.
after the jump stream the entire album and know with certainty each song and all can be had via amazon or itunes . peace. Continue reading “field report // field report (our sunday best)”