I’m not exactly sure when, or what specifically did it, but I credit my awareness of this band to the blog, We Listen For You. Perhaps because Zach has been such a champion of Conveyor for so long – and rightfully so. The band delightfully eschews most genre definitions. Just when I think I’ve pinned them (indie folk? folk pop? experimental folk?) they release a new track that completely throws me (in the best way possible). One of the big bummers of SXSW 2012 for me was having to leave the Wild Honey Pie party in the middle of this Brooklyn-based band’s jaunty, vibrant set.
If you live in New York City, make sure to catch them tonight on an awesome bill at Webster Hall with Freelance Whales and Geographer. Can anyone tell me though, when can we expect this band back in Los Angeles?
Yet another artfully constructed listening experience from DJ Bumbaclot.
Despite the decidedly un-scary and delightfully un-ironic viral video the title is referencing (as least, I’m pretty sure that’s what it’s referencing), this time he delivers a spooky and off-beat Halloween mix that might be just the thing to get you in the mood to celebrate a holiday on a BORING WEDNESDAY NIGHT. Living room dance party!
Need a little more inspiration? Try the recipes below for Witches Brew and Honey Whole Wheat Pumpkin Bread.
DJ Bumbaclot GHOSTS ON GHOSTS ON GHOSTS
Being in the music industry, and in the position of a “buyer” I see (and am invited to) a lot of live music. Admittedly, I’m not out as much as many people I know, some in the music industry and some not, but still a great deal. I’ve been to most of the local venues, large and small. Showcases at restaurants, cafes, courtyards and offices. And hands down the most consistently rewarding viewing experience is the Los Angeles incarnation of Songs from a Room.
For those unfamiliar, Songs from a Room (or “Sofar”) is a music movement that started in London and is now in cities all over the world – São Paulo, Melbourne, Nashville, Paris, Berlin, Mexico City, Sydney, Dallas and many more. A selection of four or five artists play intimate sets in private living rooms; the sets are recorded and (often) livestreamed. The audience doesn’t know who the artists are until they arrive and, the Los Angeles events at least, are all BYOB.
Photo Credit: Greylag
It’s true that there are no shortage of emotive folk artists in the world, but that certainly does not negate their ability to make an impact.
Take Greylag for example; the band has captured such purity in their music that it is impossible not to connect with them. Minimal and raw, their debut EP, The Only Way To Kill You, is far too short to do justice to the depth of emotion that the band is capable of.
In a way that I can’t quite describe (maybe because I haven’t been myself) it makes complete sense for them to pay homage to the Pacific Northwest with their mix. Yes, the band is based in Portland, but the relationship is deeper than that. Their whole “musical aura” seems to be the color of gloomy skies, and the feel of a cool drizzle on your skin.
I feel like the word “navy” has been popping up in indie rock over the past few years – nowhere near as ubiquitous as “bear,” “deer,” or “crystal,” but noticeable nonetheless.
First it was just songs:
AgesandAges “Navy Parade”
Camera Obscura “French Navy”
White Rabbits “Navy Wives”
The Hold Steady “Navy Sheets”
Plus the Los Angeles band, Army Navy. Now there seems to be a new “navy” out there called…New Navy. These Aussie dudes have been getting attention across the pond(s) from both NME and Triple J.