August marked the 20th Anniversary of the Cherubs EP from Arab Strap, the 12″ (which recently found its way into my collection). Twenty years, and I’m just one year into truly being an Arab Strap fan. What was I thinking?!?
Michael Kiwanuka has a new album out this fall, and recently gave us a video for “Hero”. Let’s take a look…
For its 10-year anniversary, and a few years after the band called it quits, Famous Class Records reissued “Yeah I Know” by Darlings as a highly limited 150-copy release on hand-poured colored wax.
Could we be seeing a turning point for the band? (A band, mind you, that I would elevate to the claim of being within my top five bands of all time.) Hint: quite possibly.
“Against the Day” is the band’s first new material since their 2017 LP Cry Cry Cry. In this post: hear the song, watch the video, and revisit their 2005 debut LP.
On “Så Underbart Va Livet”, their first new material of 2019, the Swedish duo Club 8 continue with softly ambient melodies similar to what they gave us on their previous LP, Golden Island (2018).
The compilation is very well-rounded. The tagline dubs it “An International Garage Band Compilation”, which is quite suiting as the bands included span the continents.
This isn’t a single to blast loudly. This isn’t a song for the outdoors. It’s one to play on an overcast fall day, much like today. In a place like here, a small town in NW Washington where the wind blows heavy and rain streams down icy and cold. It’s solitary, isolated. Alone.
These connections we make can be easy in today’s world (especially if you land more on the middle-ground ambivert end of introversion, as I do), but knowing and understanding ourselves may very well be the greatest challenge of all.
Gardiner’s style of writing is sometimes witty, filled with a wondrous humor, a lonely sadness, a fond goodbye. Creative and astute, unabashed at the blatantness of failure, of broken dreams, at one moment there’s an inside joke about an oddball frequent customer (Anacortes is filled with them) followed by a painful memory of crying in desperation in an empty, vacant shop.