Robert Zemeckis's classic starring Tom Hanks has been, in a tiny way, given a Wes Anderson style make-over. Louis Paquet has wondered what the film's opening credits would look like Anderson-ified. Here they are and I like.
June 3rd will give us the new Clap Your Hands Say Yeah album titled Only One and with a invigourating taste of what will be offered is this track, "Coming Down", with help from The National's Matt Berninger.
The band has supplied us with tour dates and they also need some assistance with their EU tour. Check it out you might just get Alec Ounsworth to play in your living room.
4/9 : Denver CO - Ogden Theatre
6/2 : Washington DC – U Street Music Hall
6/3 : Carrboro NC – Cat’s Cradle
6/4 : Columbia SC – New Brookland Tavern
6/5 : Ybor City FL – The Orpheum
6/6 : Orlando FL – The Social
6/7 : Atlanta GA – The Masquerade – Hell Stage
6/8 : Louisville KY – Zanzabar
6/10 : Iowa City IA – The Mill
6/11 : Minneapolis MN – Triple Rock Social Club
6/12 : Madison WI – Majestic Theater
6/13 : Chicago IL – Taste of Randolph
6/14 : Cleveland OH – Grog Shop
6/16 : Toronto ON – Horseshoe Tavern
6/17 : Montreal QC – Il Motore
6/18 : Allston MA – Brighton Music Hall
6/27 : Philadelphia PA – Johnny Brenda’s
6/28 : Brooklyn NY – Music Hall of Williamsburg
More shows will be announced soon.
HOSTS NEEDED UK & EUROPE LIVING ROOM TOUR!
Alec spent the last 3 months traveling across America playing sold out solo shows in fan's living rooms. The shows have gone so well, we've decided to do a tour like this in Europe. Each show is limited to 40-60 tickets, totally acoustic, no stage, no sound system... just Alec and a guitar.
We’re looking for hosts in the cities below between May 10 – 25.
Please read everything at this LINK to get details about how the shows work. Then email the requested into to email@example.com if you can host a show.
If any of you have wondered why this blog has slipped away into one of the millions of dusty corners of the internet, today I came upon a prime example of 'what' caused this... Pitchfork's current golden boy, Todd Terje.
All electronic, all disconnected... his songs off of It's Album Time exhibit a lack of nature, a lack of skin and bone, of fingers hitting, plucking, striking an instrument of wood and skin...they are disconnected from nature.
The copper wires, circuits and binary codes only strengthen the wall between natural and unreal. Oh, yes, there are rhythms and melodies, but no matter how sharp and clear they still carry a sterility borne of science's clinical heart and the cradle of technology from which they came.
There are more than enough robots and computerized circuits in our lives today, just let music breathe on its own.
Will someone just pull the plug on this binary music and see if it can breathe on its own... Please?
Todd Terje's album is the sound of kidnapped acoustic music trapped in an iron lung of motherboards and drivers. Sounds to make the robots dance... I'll sit this one out.
It's fantastic to hear new Alice Boman music, fantastic as it hasn't lost it's unique personality while still being a more 'hi-tech record' (she's moved on from intimate home recordings to a cabin in the woods).
Alice came to us as a soft baby bird you gather in your hands, watching it easily settle into it's new nest of fingers, skin and bone. That soft baby bird is still there, you can almost feel the feathers blossoming from her lips with a voice of quiet aching and wanting. Buttressed by an everpresent piano, her new song,"What", will give you shivers, blue shivers, up and down your willing spine. And feathers to tickle your blues away, or keep it company until the sun comes up.
Alice's new EP, titled simply EP II, will be available June 3 via The Control Group in North America, Adrian Recordings in Scandinavia and Happy Death throughout the rest of Europe.
How often does The National's Matt Berninger get compared to the golden throat of Leonard Cohen? Well, just once is one time too often. I bring this up because Swearing At Motorist's singer, Dave Doughman, sounds like the perfect meshing of Mr Berninger and Cohen and comes out sounding like no one but himself.