Crying snake eyes. Skeleton Wallpaper. Crocodiles juxtaposed to mandalas. There’s a sort of screen-saverish/tour backdrop quality to Avey Tare’s video for his first single off as-yet-unreleased album Down There, which was directed by his sister Abby Portner. Yet, any excuse to listen closer to the song with its Dan Deacon-esque programmed tweaks and lachrymose lyrics, is probably a good thing. If this is any indicator, Avey Tare may have finally found a project that can compete with the solo work of his Animal Collective comrade Panda Bear.
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UK duo Blood Red Shoes, which consists of Laura-Mary Carter and Steven Ansell, is setting out on a North American tour to support their sophomore album Fire Like This. They start in Vancouver on October 12 and end in Chicago fourteen days later on October 29.
Serene and understated, Woodsman’s “When the Morning Comes” is a fascinating dose of atmospheric psychedelia.
On the Denver, Colorado-based quartet’s rich Mystery Tape EP (Lefse, 2010), “When” can rightfully be deemed a stirring centerpiece—over its three minutes, these guys never bring it to a full boil. Instead, “When” is left to simmer, with analog sequencers, elongated guitar harmonics, and an occasional looped snare wound backward over the act’s reliable floor tom support, a percussive cornerstone of the EP. Mystery Tape‘s nearly quarter-hour “Smells Like Purple” is just as spaced-out, with fraying, reverberating guitar lines, but “When the Morning Comes” mystifies in a manner worthy of comparison, by way of a considerably smaller serving.
Woodsman member Mark Demolar strings together an equally brain-splitting mesh of what looks like early public access TV nature doc footage for “When the Morning Comes”. Video and tour dates after the jump.
Canadian singer-songwriter Dan Mangan is a gravelly voiced, more upbeat version of Sufjan Stevens.
The official video for “Robots”, from Mangan’s 2009 album Nice, Nice, Very Nice is a delightful take on an old theme, with West Side Story-style gangs taking each other on in a deserted railroad yard. Instead of beating each other up they set up a mini-robot smackdown to decide which group is the most righteous. But do these robots really want to beat each other up? Robots need love, too. They want to be loved by you.
A little Halloween flavor from one of the most entertaining bands around. Hailing from Atlanta, the Howlies mix punkish energy with what seems like encyclopedic knowledge of rock’s most rambunctious moments (‘50s rock and doo wop? Surf music? ‘60s garage band spirit? The Howlies have you covered). “Zombie Girl” is two-and-a-half minutes of brain-spattered, unabashed fun.