Faust, j US t
My local library offers a vast array of music. Their collection teems with the kind of really cool stuff, a veritable bounty of whims that, as a fan, you want to gather up like acorns. I recall returning a Faust album to the reference librarian one afternoon. Normally, I just drop my lode into the outdoor slot but the case was already badly damaged and the CD scratched. I wanted to show him so that they could perform whatever miracles they do with damaged music.
The librarian, a certain Portland hipster archetype, neatly trimmed chestnut beard, dark rimmed glasses with skinny arms wrapped in threadbare plaid took the CD in his soft, slender hands. He nearly wept (I swear) extolling the virtues of the album’s place in the Krautrock genre as an absolute necessity. The raw emotion with which he expressed this view was undoubtedly sincere and awe inspiring, to say the least. I had merely glanced at the record that seemed to serve as bedrock for his zeitgeist.
The newest record from Faust (their first in three years since 2011’s Something Dirty) j US t feels like the sort of record that librarian (who I haven’t seen since…) would truly appreciate. Filled with the band’s signature diversity, eclectic sound signatures and inventive production values, this is an outstanding example of how they have managed to last so many years and iterations.
Want to check out the new Faust record for yourself? You can click here, for their Bureau B site.
Movie Star Junkies, Evil Moods
The Movie Star Junkies don’t skimp on the raw. Thankfully. Their blisteringly satisfying record Evil Moods is a dark seeded gem of sludgy guitar infested rock, one of the most surprisingly satisfying records to emerge from the late year, autumnal drowse.
Hailing bands like The Gun Club (a band that is sorely overlooked in the annals of rock history) and The Birthday Party as their direct influences are no exaggerations for their brand of blues infused punk rock. There is a beautifully cruddy sense that permeates their sound, placing them on a par with some of the better psychedelic bands coming out of San Francisco. With songs like “A Lap Full of Hate” these guys bring me thoughts of contemporaries like Thee Oh Sees in how there isn’t a clean or sparkling riff on the whole ten track record.
And frankly, there doesn’t really need to be. As long as these Italian dudes can jangle hauntingly, like they do on “All Sorts of Misery” or lay a blues riff as they show on “Rising”, this band won’t remain an obscure, other side of the pond phenomenon very long.
To find out more about the band, check out their Voodoo Rhythm Records homepage.
Eric & Magill, Night Singers
Late November and early December tend to be really tough times for the music reviewer. The mood is dark and short already due to the drab weather, but the steady stream of interesting new releases tends to dry up at holiday time leaving a lot to be desired.
This is why I was so utterly tickled with the opportunity to discover Eric & Magill’s album Night Singers an accomplished collection of bright, optimistically leaning indie rock and pop. The band, Brooklyn’s Eric Osterman and Ryan Weber (presumably the Magill component but I could be wrong) offers ten brilliant tracks, from light dance “Baggage And Clothes” to somber acoustic “Calendar” to “Psycho” a full rock force with a dash of cinematic splash. Looking for that late year musical surprise? Eric & Magill may be the source you’re looking for.
To grab a copy of Night Singers, check out Eric & Magill’s website.
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