Saturday, August 11, 2012

Free Music Monday Ty Segall and White Fence I Am Not a Game

Ty Segall and White Fence. Two lo-fi bros making stoner garage-rock cut with warmth and humility, studying bright melodies as obscured by the thick textures of saturated, overdriven, in-the-red tape recordings. Now that they've come together, the results sound as you expect, but no less righteous for the fact.

The pair's collaborative LP, Hair (due April 24 on Drag City), is full of loose, woolly, rough-hewn jammers in which the tape sound —and the different qualities of different takes— is used evocatively. "I Am Not a Game" sounds cool and sweet when ripped back to gentle organ patterns, but the snarling guitars in the background forever threaten assault; and when Segall and Fence-boss Tim Presley's guitars fire up togther, suddenly the song is peaking in pained, fried-out fashion.

"I am not a game," Segall snarls, and the retort may not mean much to those listening at home. Or may mean everything. It's poetic shorthand, syllables to be sung before the shredding; words that sound great as a refrain even if we know not the game that's being played.

Ty Segall and White Fence, "I Am Not a Game"

Free Music Monday Ty Segall and White Fence I Am Not a Game

Ty Segall and White Fence. Two lo-fi bros making stoner garage-rock cut with warmth and humility, studying bright melodies as obscured by the thick textures of saturated, overdriven, in-the-red tape recordings. Now that they've come together, the results sound as you expect, but no less righteous for the fact.

The pair's collaborative LP, Hair (due April 24 on Drag City), is full of loose, woolly, rough-hewn jammers in which the tape sound —and the different qualities of different takes— is used evocatively. "I Am Not a Game" sounds cool and sweet when ripped back to gentle organ patterns, but the snarling guitars in the background forever threaten assault; and when Segall and Fence-boss Tim Presley's guitars fire up togther, suddenly the song is peaking in pained, fried-out fashion.

"I am not a game," Segall snarls, and the retort may not mean much to those listening at home. Or may mean everything. It's poetic shorthand, syllables to be sung before the shredding; words that sound great as a refrain even if we know not the game that's being played.

Ty Segall and White Fence, "I Am Not a Game"

Free Music Monday Ty Segall and White Fence I Am Not a Game

Ty Segall and White Fence. Two lo-fi bros making stoner garage-rock cut with warmth and humility, studying bright melodies as obscured by the thick textures of saturated, overdriven, in-the-red tape recordings. Now that they've come together, the results sound as you expect, but no less righteous for the fact.

The pair's collaborative LP, Hair (due April 24 on Drag City), is full of loose, woolly, rough-hewn jammers in which the tape sound —and the different qualities of different takes— is used evocatively. "I Am Not a Game" sounds cool and sweet when ripped back to gentle organ patterns, but the snarling guitars in the background forever threaten assault; and when Segall and Fence-boss Tim Presley's guitars fire up togther, suddenly the song is peaking in pained, fried-out fashion.

"I am not a game," Segall snarls, and the retort may not mean much to those listening at home. Or may mean everything. It's poetic shorthand, syllables to be sung before the shredding; words that sound great as a refrain even if we know not the game that's being played.

Ty Segall and White Fence, "I Am Not a Game"

Free Music Monday Ty Segall and White Fence I Am Not a Game

Ty Segall and White Fence. Two lo-fi bros making stoner garage-rock cut with warmth and humility, studying bright melodies as obscured by the thick textures of saturated, overdriven, in-the-red tape recordings. Now that they've come together, the results sound as you expect, but no less righteous for the fact.

The pair's collaborative LP, Hair (due April 24 on Drag City), is full of loose, woolly, rough-hewn jammers in which the tape sound —and the different qualities of different takes— is used evocatively. "I Am Not a Game" sounds cool and sweet when ripped back to gentle organ patterns, but the snarling guitars in the background forever threaten assault; and when Segall and Fence-boss Tim Presley's guitars fire up togther, suddenly the song is peaking in pained, fried-out fashion.

"I am not a game," Segall snarls, and the retort may not mean much to those listening at home. Or may mean everything. It's poetic shorthand, syllables to be sung before the shredding; words that sound great as a refrain even if we know not the game that's being played.

Ty Segall and White Fence, "I Am Not a Game"

Free Music Monday Ty Segall and White Fence I Am Not a Game

Ty Segall and White Fence. Two lo-fi bros making stoner garage-rock cut with warmth and humility, studying bright melodies as obscured by the thick textures of saturated, overdriven, in-the-red tape recordings. Now that they've come together, the results sound as you expect, but no less righteous for the fact.

The pair's collaborative LP, Hair (due April 24 on Drag City), is full of loose, woolly, rough-hewn jammers in which the tape sound —and the different qualities of different takes— is used evocatively. "I Am Not a Game" sounds cool and sweet when ripped back to gentle organ patterns, but the snarling guitars in the background forever threaten assault; and when Segall and Fence-boss Tim Presley's guitars fire up togther, suddenly the song is peaking in pained, fried-out fashion.

"I am not a game," Segall snarls, and the retort may not mean much to those listening at home. Or may mean everything. It's poetic shorthand, syllables to be sung before the shredding; words that sound great as a refrain even if we know not the game that's being played.

Ty Segall and White Fence, "I Am Not a Game"

Friday, August 10, 2012

Spiritualized Unveil Single Tour Dates Sweet Heart Sweet Light Track List Bizarre Cover Art

Sweet Heart, Sweet Light, the seventh Spiritualized album, is due out, on Fat Possum in North America and Double Six worldwide on April 17. And full details have now been unleashed, including the positively head-scratching cover-art you see to your right. 'Huh?', indeed.

The LP also has a first single: "Hey Jane," a nine-minute epic —and pseudo title-track— that finds Jason Pierce (or, if you prefer J. Spaceman) scaling the kind of rock'n'roll grandeur that's become Spiritualized routine. The album now has a track list and some points of interest, too; "So Long You Pretty Thing" features guest vocals by Pierce's 11-year-old daughter Poppy Spaceman, and "I Am What I Am" was co-written with legendary voodoo bluesman Dr. John.

In support of Sweet Heart, Sweet Light, Spiritualized will be hitting the road, with a UK tour in March and a North American leg in May.

'Sweet Heart, Sweet Light Track List:
1. "Huh (intro)"
2. "Hey Jane"
3. "Little Girl"
4. "You Get What You Deserve"
5. "Too Late"
6. "Headin' for the Top Now"
7. "Freedom"
8. "I Am What I Am"
9. "Mary"
10. "Life Is A Problem"
11. "So Long You Pretty Thing"

You Got It On the Road:
March 16: Nottingham, England - Rescue Rooms
March 17: Portsmouth, England - Wedgewood Rooms
March 19: London, England - Hackney Empire
March 20: Oxford, England - O2 Academy
March 21: Bristol, England - O2 Academy
March 22: Glasgow, Scotland - ABC
March 23: Belfast, Northern Ireland - Mandela Hall
March 24: Dublin, Ireland - Vicar Street
March 25: Manchester, England - Academy
May 2: Minneapolis, MN - First Avenue
May 3: Chicago, IL - Metro
May 4: Detroit, MI - The Majestic Theatre
May 5: Toronto, ON - The Phoenix
May 7: New York, NY - Terminal 5
May 9: Boston, MA - Paradise
May 10: Washington, DC - The 9:30 Club
May 11: Philadelphia, PA - Theatre of Living Arts
May 12: Carrboro, NC - Cat's Cradle
May 13: Atlanta, GA - The Variety Playhouse
May 15: Dallas, TX - The Granada Theatre
May 16: Austin, TX - Emo's East
May 18: Tucson, AZ - The Rialto Theatre
May 19: Phoenix, AZ - The Crescent Ballroom
May 20: San Diego, CA - Belly Up Tavern
May 22: Los Angeles, CA - The Wiltern
May 23: San Francisco, CA - The Fillmore
May 25: Portland, OR - The Wonder Ballroom
May 26: Vancouver, BC - The Rickshaw Theatre

Free Music Monday Shout Out Out Out Out Never the Same Way Twice

There was a hint of dance-punk fervor when ridiculously-named Albertan outfit Shout Out Out Out Out arose in the mid-'00s, with 2006's Not Saying/Just Saying. Six years on, and they've grown ever-more sleek and stripped-down; the six-person mania of their live shows producing spartan synth-pop jams.

"Never the Same Way Twice" —the lead single from third LP Spanish Moss and Total Loss, due June 19— is six minutes of twitchy minimalism; working determinedly robotic rhythms and ersatz synth sounds. The vocoder vocals carry the Kraftwerk-by-way-of-Trans-Am vibe that SOOOO have given off from their breakout days, but the song seems almost straitjacketed by its taut rhythms.

Only, after four minutes, in come the horns. Proving that 2012 is suffering no post-Year of the Saxophone hangover, all of a sudden a swam of hot brass comes huffing in, lacerating the mechanized repetition with an orgy of fire-music bluster.

Shout Out Out Out Out, "Never the Same Way Twice"