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Arlo - Culture
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Renzu - Inn
Listen to the whole album at: http://www.archive.org/details/foot096 Some of netlabel freaks know Renzu, who released Reiha EP from Monotonik. When I received his works, I was waiting for the time of this release. And now I’m delighted it has come finally! Here comes my review, one by one : Inn - You can hear a female say "koko wa doko deshouka?" ("where do you think this place is?) Where does she take us? Where is here? Pictures of the Floating World - This could be the answer to the previous question. Ethnic and oriental, like Japanese, but it would be other than Japan. Kuda-gitsune (管狐 : pipe-fox) - It seamlessly succeeds the mood of this mysterious "World". Kuda-gitsune is a creature from legends : one of Yōkai (妖怪). Omamori (御守り : amulet) - A mixture with Japanese sounds and rhythmic sequences. As we move towards the end, our minds get uplifted, higher and higher… Amasawa - The title refers 天沢勇子 (Amasawa Yūko) from TV series, 電脳コイル (Dennō Coil). "The idea to use an arpeggiated glockenspiel in the song was inspired by series’ music", Renzu said. Zashiki-warashi (座敷童子) - It is a spiritual being, a kind of Yōkai, too. With this flowing 4-beats tune, it makes me feel like they are playing a trick. Daifuku (大福) - We met unexpectedly. It was white, it was sweet. The wonderful time we spent together, but it didn’t last so long. I can’t forget you. I miss you. I want to see you again. My dear Daifuku… Joke. Nakoruru (ナコルル) - You know her, if you are familiar with サムライスピリッツ (Samurai Spirits / Samurai Shodown). Slower, chilling and relaxing tune, with Japanese traditional elements. Miku Acid - Well-processed tracks feature girlish vocal. This is especially for Japanese listeners. Who is Miku? Come on, you know it? Yes, she is, the one and only, 初音ミク (Hatsune Miku). Stage - It may be night, but it changes suddenly. It takes us to somewhere another. Across the Threshold - Here is the title track, purely electronic. Now we are far away from "the Floating World". Memories of Earth - We are leaving from, or going back to where we live? I can’t figure it out. All fades away…
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The Helio Sequence - Blood Bleeds
from: http://subpop.com/artists/the_helio_sequence
Brandon Summers was disenchanted at a time when he thought he’d be anything but. Following two epic, self-produced albums on Portland’s Cavity Search, The Helio Sequence had just released Love and Distance, the duo’s shimmering 2004 debut on Sub Pop. Brandon and best friend Benjamin Weikel were traversing the country with their impressive collection of synthesizers, pedals, guitars and massive amps all jam-packed into a brand new tour van (a two-seater obtained during Benjamin’s stint as the drummer for Modest Mouse).
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Wolf Parade - My Father’s Son
From Wikipedia
Wolf Parade began when former Frog Eyes member Spencer Krug was offered a gig by Grenadine Records’ Alex Megelas. With only a 3-week deadline to form a band, Krug contacted a fellow Canadian guitarist Dan Boeckner (formerly of British Columbia band Atlas Strategic) and began writing songs in Krug’s apartment. Initially using a drum machine for their rhythm section played through computer speakers, Krug later invited Arlen Thompson to the lineup as the drummer; however, the newly formed trio rehearsed as a full band only the day before their first show. During the tour, Wolf Parade recorded and released their self-titled debut EP (referred to as the 4 Song EP) in 2003.
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The Baptist Generals - Going Back Song
Their music is often bitter, aggressive, even frightening, yet at times completely spiritual. Flemmons’ lyrics are marked by a profound, often dirge-like sadness, but this isn’t fucking emo, folks. And he might sing, with a distinctively Southern accent — songs that mention someone getting his “head cut off on the barbed wire” or someone “shooting and drinking” (in that order) — but The Baptist Generals sure as fuck ain’t country. Or alt-country. Or any of that stupid shit. Yet their style is distinctively Southern. His haunting, imagistic lyrics are as steeped in the Southern gothic tradition as anything Barry Hannah or Flannery O’Connor ever committed to print. Flemmons’ voice sounds like every great Southern singer from Doc Boggs to Wayne Coyne, but at the same time nothing like either of them, or anyone else for that matter. He’s thirty-three years old, but sings with all the world-weary crankiness of someone who’s seen at least ninety.
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