NEW MUSIC FRIDAY – October 23rd, 2015

New Experimental Indie Rock, W-X From Tim Presley of White Fence & Funky French Dance Beats by Bagarre

W-X, Self-Titled RecordTwo new releases to consider this week, starting out with a sprawling, twenty track, self-titled album by W-X.

Another off shoot from White Fences front man, Tim Presley, my first impression is identical to my most recent, and that is: this is an exceptionally bizarre yet intricate record filled with a rewarding flurry of unexpected signatures.

Fields (who in addition to debuting X-Y this year, came out with Cate LeBon on another side project, Drinks) is masterful at bridging a wide variety of genres, his real native form the creatively dextrous balancing act between low-fidelity indie rock, funk and serene trance, as exhibited on “The Lurk” a bare bones, basement kid spin on old school hip-hop.Fields adds touches of noise rock, interesting bursts like the fractured “Copping In the Afternoon” and jitterbug groove “If Someone Heard That” and the deeply accented lyrics on “Moment”. Guitar drones, feedback and rattle clap percussion on this record feel like statements of moody purpose. Where W-X is the most exciting is in its Velvet Underground influenced punk, a track like “Steer Clear” which is perfectly redolent of a drab, stony New York apartment populated by black turtlenecks sipping absinthe.

W-X is an off-kilter record (not for the road trip mix you’re working on) one that will keep you guessing as it spins further and further off the skein of expectations. CHECK IT OUT.

Bagarre, Musique De ClubWhile my lean is heavily toward the masks of independent rock, I would be foolish to omit how impressed I am by Bagarre and their new EP, Musique De Club.

Judging by that title (I’ll stab at a quick translation, Club Music) what reveals on those five tracks should be pretty damn evident, right? Dance music. Hard club tracks, brimming with satisfying beats and unexpected hooks. On those points, the Parisian band certainly does not disappoint. They bring hardcore breaks under raps in their native tongue of French lending the EP an extra savoir-faire, a special twist that leaving the impression that this doesn’t just sound like the real thing; rather, this is authentic.

Normally I’m bored by dance music outside of it’s native context (even in the club, I’m dubious wallflower material) but this is something different with Bagarre. This record would certainly feel best there beneath the mirror ball, but for a little pick me up around the droll everyday house chores or grocery back and forch you could do much, much worse. BUY IT.