Hello Internets. How have you been? Sorry I haven't called, I've just been really busy with, you know, things. It sure isn't you, I promise. You're looking nice by the way.
Thought I would review a few of the albums that have been making my ears happy of late.
No one gets lost anymore - The Smith St Band
Welcome to my favourite Melbourne band of the moment. A well-oiled machine that has the mind of an old backyard bard, a sturdy heartbeat of punk rock and the soul of Melbourne as the sun comes up over the eclectic northern suburbs. This also has the privilege of being the last album to be recorded at the our beloved Arthouse, and it pays perfect homage to all those that went before. Stand-out tracks include Sigourney Weaver (...something inside of me, trying to get out..!), When I was a boy I thought I was a fish and Get High, See Mice.
They created a frenzy at the Tote for last weekend's Poison City Weekender (three of the best days in recent memory)... and if you weren't there, I HIGHLY recommend not missing them next time.
The Riptide - Beirut
I wasn't sure quite where to start with Beirut. I'm sure I don't need to hammer home what a unique and beautiful talent they are, and this album is no different. Complex yet whimsical, the juxtaposition of upbeat horns with sparse haunting vocals, it is an album of hopeful change. In the best way my words can put it, it is one of those albums that my heartbeat slows and quickens to stay in time. Enjoyed most in headphones and contemplation, give it a spin and let me know what you think.
And if you like it, purchase it. The packaging feels amazing! Odd compliment yes, but just trust me til you lay your hands on.
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More to follow including my thoughts on the new Chuck Ragan, Felice Brothers, Bridge & Tunnel as well as all the beautiful fun happenings around town of recent times.
Don't make it so long next time, Internets. I missed you.
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