Easy like Sunday morning coming down

Okay. Technically it’s now Sunday afternoon, but I doubt any of you are following closely enough to spot the discrepancy, so I’m rolling with that title.

I was going to upload pictures of the Mitten Foot and the Noise Scout prototype, but the pictures that I took ended up way too dark and underexposed. I’ll have to try again once I make up the first batch of CDs. I have decided, for the sake of maintaining a manageable workload on the project, to make the physical release a limited run of 20 copies. I doubt I will waste the time and effort putting up a purchase page, based on the phenomenal performance of my previous CD releases (read: abysmal). Instead, I think I’m just going to make up the batch and then hand them out to people I feel will appreciate them.

It’s been weeks now that I’ve been idly promising to disseminate recommendations from the copious amount of new music I’ve ingested so far this year. I suppose the time is nigh to make good on this threat promise.

First up is Go Chic, a punky Taiwanese rock band. Self-described as “electric riot band in Taiwan” and “Electro-Hyphy-Chicks, Hybridized Punk-Blues-Rock”, this track is from their debut album and reminds me of Elastica – in a good way. Worth keeping an eye/ear on these ladies.

Given my predilection for every band whose memory this track evokes, I was shocked that I had never heard of these guys until very recently. Musically there are better tracks on the album from which this song is culled, but the random screamed nautical terms have sought to endear this song to me in ways that defy explanation.

In the same vein as the preceding track, this is another band that slipped through the cracks of my aggro youth. Given the use of electronics and effects, this would have given 16 year old John Ingram priapism. Painful, glorious, irreversible horn.

I want to say that I’ve posted this before, but I can’t find it. This video and performance aren’t as good as the official video and the studio recording, but the only copy of that I can find on YouTube has embedding disabled. The video is really cool, though, in a post-apocalyptic wasteland kinda way.

This isn’t a new find for me, but I revisited the album earlier this year and have become absolutely addicted to it. This opening track has become a perpetual earworm, ushering in every new day with its lulling harmonies and flawless falsetto. There are some weak moments on this album, but it’s far more solid than one could expect from a debut release.

I’m not a big fan of Jack White, but this was a pretty good album.

My brain is turning to mush from all this attempted processing. More coming soon.

You’ve been warned.

Author: john ingram

This iteration of John Ingram was created in response to increased demand in global John Ingramness. Previous incarnations were less suited to fulfill this need.

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