Here’s some off-the-cuff, discordant pop, indebted to the likes of Daniel Johnston. Bobby Burg, recording as Love of Everything, writes and records music with the same healthy disrespect for the songwriting and recording process. Instead of striving for perfection, getting lost in the details, he seemingly gets his ideas and emotions out quick, without much thought. You may be tempted to write Burg off with just an obligatory listen, but with time you discover this boy’s got soul.
The Transmissionary Six
The Transmissionary Six’s arresting, gravel road narratives draw their power from Paul Austin’s measured licks and found-sound textures, and find life in Terri Moeller’s whispery twang of a voice. Each song packs such wonderful snapshot lyrics, it’s hard to pick favorites. But, given the season, you gotta like the opener to “Happy Landings”: “Put a wishbone in the window, dangle it on a string…”
Kelley Stoltz
I’m a sucker for bedroom recordings and Kelley Stoltz has certainly raised my lo-fi expectations. Unable to settle with any one sound, Stoltz wanders from spaced-out, folk songs, to downtempo Nick Drake moments, to Theremin-tinged psychedelia. Add to this his solo interpretations of classic Echo & The Bunnymen songs and it’s as plain as the nose on your face that you’ve been missing something. This may be your first taste of Kelley Stoltz, but I’d wager it ain’t your last.
Kawaii
So while I’m listening to Kawaii, my better half asked (or rather accused), “Are you listening to ’80s music?” I could only reply, “No, it’s Kawaii.” Sure Kawaii may take their name too seriously — “kawaii” is Japanese for “cute” — but don’t confuse them with the other ’80s electronic imitators (good and bad) out there. The keyboards, the boy/girl vocals…it’s all tinged with the influence of Esquivel, the master pop hipster, as heard in the fluttering electronic samba of “Friends Make You Lonely.”
Red Eyed Legends
Here’s a sure-fire invitation to hatemail: My world would be just fine without the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and other New York scenesters that would do your biology homework for you if you paid them enough but couldn’t share an unironic moment if the presidency of these United States depended on it. That’s why it’s entirely illogical for me to like this faux-Brit pinball dance of a song from Red Eyed Legends as much as I do. Maybe it’s their Midwestern roots that make their post-no wave head-jerking sound so free of pretense even though they’re trying so damned hard to be pretentious. If there’s any musical lesson to be learned from the recent election it’s that we New Yorkers are way out of touch — it’s the middle of America that shapes our collective conscious, so listen up.
Limbeck
I was one of those kids who got beat up during recess at elementary school because I knew all of the state capitals by heart and told everyone what they were, in order. Limbeck are like that, too. Their pop is jangly (there’s that word again) and fresh, their subject matter is late-teens and early-twenties heartbreak/confusion, and their knowledge of geography is absolutely impeccable.
Jon Sheffield
I’m kicking myself that I’m just discovering Sheffield, who’s already four albums deep into his recording career. His is quiet, playful electronic music wrapped in small pop-size packages. Sheffield frequently samples his son, Gabriel, which gives his music a sweet, innocent texture. There’s a quality here that rings my holiday bells as well. When I hear these songs I see snow. And when I see snow, I’m inevitably carving deep tracks into the freshly fallen. Which begs the question, when’s the 3hive snowboarding excursion going down?
Postal Service
Now that our beloved Postal Service appear destined to become a Harvard Business School case study, Sub Pop is scrambling to keep up with demand. Pending some new original material, that means releasing Give Up on vinyl with a bonus (if you don’t already own the CD singles, that is) 12-inch of B-side covers, like Iron & Wine’s tender rendition of “Such Great Heights,” and remixes, wherein dance music for bookworms gets transformed into, well, dance music. Included here is an example of the latter, and a couple for the uninitiated…what few of you are left.
Kaskade
Ryan Raddon, aka Kaskade, got his start by sneaking his tracks into the stacks of demos at Om Records during his employment tenure there. Raddon, teaming up with a regular and rotating cast of collaborators, with an emphasis on live instrumentation, refuses to slump during his sophomore season. Here he offers up a couple off-menu items, a downtempo hip-hop cut and a spacey, chilled-out, four-on-the-floor track.
Bearsuit
Brits. You’ve got your serious ones, like Bush (the band, not the W), and you’ve got your silly ones, like Bearsuit. Fun, catchy, with enough crunching guitar and animal costumes to keep it going. Their shows have just got to be a grand ol’ time. “Chargr” is the new single to be released November 15th.