Watch: Godmother “These Things Take Time” (exclusive)

28 Oct 2013 — Henning Lahmann

Berlin's Godmother might still be rather new in the game, but the trio is beyond doubt one of the most intriguing things to emerge from the shadows of those overabundant Kreuzberg/Neukölln circles that keep haunting the city. "These Things Take Time", the a-side to their latest single, hits all the right notes; exuberant, luscious, and delightfully kinky, the song spits out hook lines that stick like the floor at Kater Holzig at 11am, and we'd like to add that "Sodomomy may be legal / But believe me, it'll bleed a little" just effectively smashed the competition for 2013's greatest lyric. To call the statement bold is somewhat misleading and would miss the point however, the implied politics of "These Things Take Time" are surely more subtle than a tongue-in-cheek reference to anal sex; at the bottom line, it's perhaps a thing that works in this city better than anywhere else right now. The video, directed without much of a proper budget by Monika Dorniak, appropriately visualises the deliberate vagueness between commentary and innocent fun, utilising yet never exploiting notions of queerness that play with the cliché.

The These Things Take Time 7" is out today on New Pangea. Get it on vinyl or digitally over here. Highly recommended.

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Review: Laurel Halo “Chance of Rain”

28 Oct 2013 — Evelyn Malinowski

Chance of Rain, out today on Hyperdub, wreaks of a place called Cafe Minimal Techno. Given the fact that Laurel Halo composed the album during an extended stay in Berlin, perhaps a rainy one, such aroma can be sniffed out through the music quite easily. Apart from this rather imaginative, cross-sensual take, the atmospheres brewed by Basic Channel, Deepchord, and even a particular song by Moonface are vaguely in the air of this excellent album.   

Like a lot of Halo's works, there's something familiar about her sound, and certainly not in the way that it's recycled or archetypal: it just makes sense. It fits, generally. Experiencing laconic and concurrent music through an instrumental techno album suits general existence even better, not altogether unlike Adorno's “academic listening,” or the half-taboo purpose of Muzak. The untrustworthy genre functions for the purpose of rewriting known songs into calmer, more utilitarian versions. Rather than rewriting familiar song, Chance of Rain revises facsimiles of places or intersections we've been through before. There's a theme traceable throughout the album apart from the cafe techno idea: the work expounds different timbres and already esoteric foundations, like ones as difficult to find as things left in places we are no longer located in. In other words, Chance augments dimensionally and sometimes temporally withheld corners and angles; the subtleties of fleeting atmospheres.

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Bending temporality and enhancing familiarity might remind us of Donnie Darko and his manipulation of dimensions. Moveover, Chance's numerous indistinct samples in refined rhythms in a way cite the enhance photo scene in Blade Runner, when Deckard uses the Esper apparatus to manipulate the dimensions and reflections of surfaces in the photograph found in Leo's hotel room. There's always a chance of rain in Blade Runner's Los Angeles. That said, “Melt,” the fifth track on Chance, contains an amount of Vangelis-got-the-blues, while the following track “Still/Dromos” offers a direct melodic reference to parts of the Blade Runner score.

Leaving Blade Runner and Donnie Darko aside, Halo's entire album might be an enhancement and magnification of overlooked corners in fast-moving “Head” from her 2011 release Hour Logic, a dynamic track that emulates train travel - and, perhaps, time travel in parallel accordance to the way H.G. Well's The Time Machine reads - when objects approach and rush by while a hum remains more central and consistent. Such an analogy is firmly reinforced by the train whistle in the middle of the track which occludes the entire soundscape for a moment. “Serendip” on Chance drags but progresses while a deep, bassy whistle shredding around in the background of the song reminds us of “Head” and its blaring train. But the new track's dimensional dissection holds the horn in order to look around only within that angle before engaging the bassy acid which provides a warm center of the song, thereby differing from “Head.”

“Oneiroi” little by little unfolds rapid and subconscious samples, like ones tucked away in weird and unsuspicious corners. While it's difficult to describe, the track's signature sound is a metallic siren, the sound of ancient dictating rings or coins creating wind. A similar sound and effect can be found in Pole Foler's “Enter the Rhythm,” of all songs. “Oneiroi” starts strong and snaps us into a mostly concealed and dimensionally interrupted place for examination which sustains for the duration of the album.

With “Chance of Rain,” Halo seems to be primarily hinting at progressive house; But, with the distance-providing distortion over the piano loop, the track remains safely minimal and deliberately never makes it to a place of relief, although remaining minimal is quite alleviating. It's like being in the doorway at the top of the stairs in Berghain, where you can hear Panorama Bar colliding and even synchronizing with the main floor: that's the title track's corner conversion. The progressive house is mostly hinted at by the melody that comes in closer at the beginning of the song then distances itself again, followed by strobing and ticking percussion. The latter battles over the wavering former, and acts as a more significant element to the song, interrupting an aural escapade toward a climax, or at least secure grounds on which progressive house can stand. Then, towards the middle of the song, we are taken out of the haze. The drums and distortion quit momentarily to reveal that the loop is rather sober and simple. Still, the fog never lifts, really.

Indeed, there are several ultra-fine details in most corners of each track which compliment and establish our curiosity as to whether Halo's voice and melodic capacity will soon overtake the track. This never occurs, apart from the voiceless, rainy-night jazz last track, “-Out.” Chance seems to display minimized use of language in order to capitalize on no language – no lyrics – which maybe stems from being in a city full of a foreign language (in Halo's case, Berlin). We then find other ways to communicate and relate to our surroundings. It's an excellent situation for the adult imagination.

In the end, all of these analogies created in order to praise this exciting, late autumnal release come together quite nicely: rainy, foreign, sci-fi city and its musky and gray cafes; Blade Runner and Donnie Darko; dimensional magnification; Halloween. Costume wearing is in a way an exploration or enhancement of a covert angle of our interests or personal histories. Clearly, this is a strong addition to Halo's relevant discography and yet another timely release.

Chance of Rain is available on Hyperdub.

Boy Crush “Crystal” (exclusive)

24 Oct 2013 — Andi Wilson

Sean Posila, one-half of Connecticut based lo-fi, garage duo High Pop is now releasing memorable new-wave goodness under the moniker of Boy Crush. "Crystal" is a treasure to begin absorbing the newly autumnal weather to while also being a track from the forthcoming split seven-inch with Starry Cat (Sam Ray/Ricky Eat Acid). These luscious guitar riffs, kazoo-like melodies, and lyrics such as, 'breathe it in now, breathe it out she said' send reminders of sparkly nostalgic 90's pop.

Don't miss this release from Birdtapes on October 29th with perfect timing to soundtrack your Halloween festivities.

Also, catch Boy Crush tonight at Silent Barn in Brooklyn for the Birdtapes Halloween Party/Show

Boy Crush (Sean from High Pop)
Starry Cat (Sam from Julia Brown)
Shelf Life (Scotty from Pirouette / Olive Drab)
Trace Mountains (Dave from LVL UP / Spook Houses)
R.L. Kelly (Rachel from Kiss Kiss Fantastic / Teen Porn)
Alex G (Alex from Alex G / The Skin Cells)

Doors @ 7 / Music @ 8
$10 / $8 with costume

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Video: Katie Kim “The Feast” (exclusive)

24 Oct 2013 — Tonje Thilesen

Just like Emily Reo or Mutual Benefit, Katie Kim's take on DIY bedroom pop is something of very high quality, which indeed makes us wonder why her songs haven't been heard by more people already. Like a stripped-down Chelsea Wofle, "The Feast" takes place in an icy landscape du noir, somehow denying all existense of human emotion — only to prove the exact opposite. Watch the video for the track below, directed by Neil O'Driscoll. Also, don't forget to check out Cover & Flood if you haven't already. 

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Premiere: Doug Bleek “The Prince of Clowns”

23 Oct 2013 — Henry Schiller

As faithful readers will have noticed, we’re not hugely into guitar rock here at NFOP (I don’t know how often you read this blog, but let’s assume you’re a die hard fan). At least as far as I know, this isn’t a de facto stance; it’s more like a reaction to the fact that guitar music isn’t all that interesting these days. Cue Doug Bleek, a Brooklyn-based guitar musician and lyrical misanthrope. His new single, “The Prince of Clowns” combines exquisite guitar penmanship with a Schoolhouse Rock vibe with didactic tendencies extending to urban escapist fantasies. “The Prince of Clowns” and B-side “The Pope Calls for Peace” make me think of the works of Robert Crumb as interpreted by a coffee-addled Andrew Bird; or vice versa. I don’t know. I’ve read Fritz the Cat so I think I “get it”, but I don’t know.

“The Pope Calls for Peace” shows Bleek’s hand as an adept scholar of contemporary indie pop, with a series of celestial guitar arpeggios that would sound at home in a dilapidated Bushwick storefront turned insufferable venue. But they could work equally well in a Super Smash Bros. game. A vocal refrain from bassist Fox Swach that mimics the Red Hot Chili Pepper’s “Breaking the Girl”, before the song tilts into a lounge version of itself. But again, all standard genre modifiers are tinted by more experimental fare. The song might inspire both panic and flights of fancy in anyone who’s ever been tied down to a job, or had an intense craving for a metaphysical adventure with members of the clergy and other 21st century bohemians.

There’s too much going on here for me to write about this single in a way that does either of these tracks justice, so I’ll stop now but not before I tell you to check out Doug Bleek below:

 

 

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Exclusive: Soft As Snow “Halo Heart (A Levitas of Old Apparatus Remix)”

21 Oct 2013 — Tonje Thilesen

Norwegians, you know, are simple people. We enjoy music that tends to sound awfully similar the 'band nextdoor', preferably drenched in pretty, shoegazing guitar noise, menially following the classic post-rock composition — or, then of course, the two girls who found a drum machine at a yard sale and decided that well, it'd sure as hell be a great idea to start a band together. Which by all means they should, don't get me wrong, but more than half of the time, its outcome proves to be exactly what you expected: a cheap version of another local up-and-coming duo with the same drum machine and sugary, Jenny Hval influenced vocals. Of course, the average Norwegian music journalist thinks it's absolutely brilliant. 

You may call me harsh (and I'm fine with that, I guess), but to break out of the Norwegian "cloning" structure in music only happens every so often; an essence so profoundly built into our minds in hope of creating the next national hype, likely to end up in a music export sensation. Even so, the artist has probably been around for years, hardly gaining any national press at all. In a refreshing contrast to this, London-based Norwegian duo Soft as Snow look towards Montreal in their darkened, minimal wave -influenced electro pop, which first came to our notice a few weeks ago with the brilliant single "Halo Heart". And guess what, they know exactly what's up these days. A Levitas aka Saa of Old Apparatus, one of 2013's very finest producer outfits, has given "Halo Heart" a well-deserved touch, wrapping Oda Egjar Starheim's vocals into his low-tech, aerial soundscape. Have a first listen below. 

Also, Soft as Snow might be coming to your city very soon. 

09/10/13 London, Power Lunches
19/10/13 Oslo, Etch Wear Festival
23/10/13 Madrid, Calvario Bar
25/10/13 Barcelona, Brucstock Festival
29/10/13 Berlin, Showcase hosted by Nordic By Nature

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Stream: Gothen “s/t”

21 Oct 2013 — Trey Reis

There’s a degree of quality that you come to expect from the sound of a new, unreleased artist. Especially with the current trend of homemade, lo-fi recordings. So, it’s always unexpected to hear this level of professionalism from some Bandcamp page with only one release set and dated. It’s like seeing a shimmer, shining through the grains of sand.

Salt Lake City’s Evan Jolley creates music as Gothen, and his self-titled first album is out now. It’s the kind of release you’d expect to hear in pristine quality on some NPR music program, not quietly through computer speakers at your desk at work. His Fleet Fox(es)ian production of free flowing folk instrumentation is as clearly beautiful as anything you’d expect to hear from an entire live ensemble. It’s hard to understand the context of this kind of sound when all we get is an embed. We read so much about one person creating music as so-and-so on a 4-track in their basement or through the ease of recording software, and it makes sense. It sounds that way. Sometimes, it is part of the appeal. But where did Gothen come from?

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Katie Gately “Pipes”

18 Oct 2013 — Evelyn Malinowski

Björk's Medulla is an album to which we are still catching up. Back in 2004, voices, accapella sound effects, and beat-boxing all running through a sound board for minimal editing and of course capturing was a bold move. Katie Gately's production for Blue Tapes at once resembles Medulla's fragmentation of mouth-centric music. It is dark, restless, unpredictably glitchy, and mouthed; However, these traits are so dominant that there is room to ponder whether supremacy amounts to toppling, and that the ferociousness is one of dark aural hyperbole.

“Pipes” is a fourteen minute long bumpy ride which starts off dreaming, buoyant. But eventually the voice-based acid drums and their panning shake whatever stable grounds the more pure-sounding, premature part of the song is, or was, on. The swelling occurs again, and, like before, it is devoured and taken away, swallowed, done being chewed, to present us with a completely different and unforeseen, jarring design: the next bite. This surprise design differs per swell, categorizing the track as overall improvisationalistic.

Are these nuisances mimicries of indecisive human (social) behavior? Whatever interpretative niche they may take, there is doubtlessly a tone of anger in Gately's musical world, refracted by Gregorian chant. Such can be also gleaned from her highly recommended self-titled release on Public Information.
 

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