Hey, dear readers, it’s Orestes and I bring you up to speed with 4 albums currently being spun in our stereos (well, actually the one at my real work, as I had to pawn my own. shit):
Jess Morgan / Aye me
The Skinny: Hope you like your folk quiet, sparse and full of longing, as Jess Morgan‘s long in creation, Aye me, is one of those that ticks the boxes, with enough bits of country (the good one, not the one selling you Coors beers). ‘Workhouse’ is both toffee sweet and lime sour, with Morgan‘s voice conveying those thoughts that spill from the emotions in her sleeves, who provide lyrics to those lamentations hidden in the belly of her guitar. It’s not all about confessionals (a stereotype applied unjustly to “person and guitar” acts), as there’s a bit of storytelling here and there. The superb ‘The Thompson family singers and I’ is a very stark story, a superb slice of Americana for you who like your acoustic music with a good tale under its arm. ‘A musket of my own’ is brill too. There’s humour too, with ‘The most of all’ having quite the witty literature reference (and an involuntary chuckle by Ms. Morgan too) and ‘Ugly women’ having some cynical humour ready to deploy.
Did you know? We previously featured Jess Morgan in one of our mix cds (link)
Jake Morley/Bigger fish to fry
The Skinny: ‘The living years’! Sorry, I had to say it. Jake Morley‘s catchy lead single, ‘Feet don’t fail me now’ makes me think of that classic by Mike & The mechanics. Using his guitar both as the way God herself intended and as a percussion instrument, Jake Morley‘s gives us a lot of easy going tracks in Many fish to fry, an album chock-full of hummable ditties to ease the inner demons (or at least distract them while you make yourself scarce). Before you think he’s just another strummy fella with a penchant for defying gravity, there’s some light funk here (‘Freddie laid the smackdown’), some lighthearted confessions (‘Pondering on a scenario in which I am the hero’) and some intricate, layered work of proper pop (‘Many fish to fry’, which veers into West End Musical territory for a few moments – great storyline).
Did you know? We previously reviewed one of his singles (link).
Antlered Man / Giftes 1 & 2
The Skinny: Antlered Man are hard to categorise. Sure, they fall in that broad, sturdy box of hard rock, but, in which section? Giftes Parts 1 & 2 tackles so many different variants of the hard rock genre that it would be a disservice to them to try and shoehorn them in any. Desert rock (‘Better the calamity you know’), Indie (‘Can’t beat them, try solvents’) and math rock (‘Surrounded by white men’). Their track names are pretty funny and although it won’t be the cup of tea for many a punter, they are deft at their own art and their album closer, the proggy & numetal hybrid called ‘Misruly Roo’ is a corker of a track. Somewhere, the echoes of Mike Patton and Chino Moreno met and, shit, they got lost, ’cause Damo Ezekiel-Holmes has his own voice and he and his pals are sure having loads of fun with this. Climb aboard, it’s a fun, loud ride.
Did you know? We previously reviewed one of their singles (link).
Simian Ghost / Youth
The Skinny: This dreamy band is back with a full album, Youth. The eternal platitudes of sundried dreams are presented here in ten tracks that keep that breezy sound that Death Cab for Cutie churned and a thousand more followers adapted, deconstructed and rebuild from the ground up, leaving a “seven layer dip” sort of structure for singer Sebastian Arnströn. ‘Youth’ is the band mixing electronic beats with math rock guitar doodlings (all about that droning) and ‘The capitol’ is the crown jewel of the album. This is a calculated dream pop effort. It knows which buttons of your psyche to push. Youth is sprawling, charming and a ray of sunshine in these gloomy times of rain (although ‘Sparrow’ feels like a good rainy afternoon).