Friday, November 20, 2009
"The Blow is the moniker of Portland, Oregon-based musician Mikhaela Yvonne Maricich, who has recorded several albums for K Records. Jona Bechtolt, aka YACHT, was also a member of The Blow from 2004 to 2007.
This is not the type of stuff that I typically post, but fuck it, I've been really into this album. Basically what you have here is ten (10) tracks of sort of lo-fi 8-bit dance music, with insanely sexy vocals (Brittany Spears=not really sexy, whereas Mikhaela= super super sexy) by the girl who used to play with the Microphones... it doesn't sound like something I would like, either, but trust me on this one... at the very least, it's good to put on if you manage to get a lady (or dude, I'm not trying to be gender specific here) to come home with your sorry ass. The songs are catchy as fuck, and really simple, but at the same time, there's enough going on to keep you interested. C'mon, you can't listen to post-sludge ALL the time.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
I was listening to this today while I was out walking dogs, and, not having listened to it all that recently, forgot what a great record it is. I had this awesome diatribe all cooked up, but now I'm stoned (and also exhausted; the Jesus Lizard show at Irving Plaza tonight was absolutely mind-blowing), and I can't really remember what it was. Part of it was something about taking the best parts of Crass, early Chumbawamba, and Einsturzende Neubauten and beating the fuck out of it with a sledgehammer. Their earlier works were far more pedestrian punk affairs (though still solid); their later works (after dropping the "of pink indians" portion of the name) is basically anarchist dance-pop. This is a cacophonous blend of classic peace punk, dancy art punk, and a heaping helping of analog noise. Lyrically, this deals with "violence between men and women, based on the experiences of a band member who had been sexually assaulted"; the cover got them banned from HMV ("an international entertainment retail chain and is the largest of its kind in the United Kingdom and Canada...").
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I know very little about this quebecois garage punk band. Wikipedia tells me that this is their only LP, that they feature members of Les Sexareenos and Spaceshits, among others, and that they broke up when one of the members was arrested in the US. They also say that "While faithful to the sound of garage punk, CPC Gangbangs incorporated elements of space rock and thrash metal into their music." I don't know if I entirely agree with that, but this shit kind of rules. It reminds me, at various times, of labelmates Beehive & the Barracudas, Le Shok, and even early Fucked Up. This would be a great record to learn all the words to so you can sit around getting wasted and singing along.