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The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger (Sean Lennon & Charlotte Kemp Muhl)
  OTHER MUSIC & DIG FOR FIRE'S SXSW LAWN PARTY
With exactly one week to go until Other Music and Dig For Fire's SXSW Lawn Party, we're literally counting down the days! As you can see below, this year's line-up is stellar. We do, however, have to announce a change on the bill, as Anna Calvi recently cancelled several dates due to an injury, and we wish her a swift recovery. While we love her new record and were looking forward to seeing her perform, we are excited to announce that Mississippi's Dead Gaze will now be kicking off Friday, bringing his infectious blown-out psych-rock sounds to our Hill Stage. If you are in Austin for SXSW, please do join us on the Thursday and Friday afternoon of the music festival. And whether you can stop by or not, Dig For Fire will be filming the performances and you'll be able to see all the highlights on youtube.com/sxswlawnparty, with episodes launching on March 22.

Speaking of, the xx's full 30-minute performance at last year's Lawn Party has just been posted on YouTube, which you can view here! We've got more clips of our favorite musical moments from last year coming to the channel so stay tuned, and see you in Texas!


THURSDAY, MARCH 17
HILL STAGE: Papercuts (1 pm), Cass McCombs (2 pm), Twin Shadow (3 pm), Sharon Van Etten (4 pm), Low (5 pm), Edwyn Collins (6 pm)
VALLEY STAGE: Hanni El Khatib (1:30 pm), Olof Arnalds (2:30 pm), Janka Nabay (3:30 pm), Lia Ices (4:30 pm), Ted Leo (5:30 pm)

FRIDAY, MARCH 18
HILL STAGE: Dead Gaze (1 pm), Lower Dens (2 pm), Grass Widow (3 pm), Cults (4 pm), James Blake (5 pm), !!! (Chk Chk Chk) (6 pm)
VALLEY STAGE: Jamie Woon (1:30 pm), John Vanderslice (2:30 pm), The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger (Sean Lennon & Charlotte Kemp Muhl -- 3:30 pm), Sam Amidon (4:30 pm), Tune-Yards (5:30 pm)

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FEATURED NEW RELEASES
Dirty Beaches
Kurt Vile
Beach Fossils
Those Shocking Shaking Days (Various)
Orlando Julius
Nicolas Jaar
Celebration (Limited LP)
Embrujo
Mueran Humanos
Harald Grosskopf
Mark Fry
The Luyas

 

 

ALSO AVAILABLE
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti (LP Reissues)
Parts & Labor
Wye Oak
AGF & Craig Armstrong
Resoe
Earth
Grails
Beady Eye

VINYL PRESSING
Cut Copy


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Robyn Hitchcock & Joe Boyd


Deerhoof
  UPCOMING SHOWS AT (LE) POISSON ROUGE
Since opening its doors three years ago, (Le) Poisson Rouge has been one of New York City's premier venues, hosting adventurous, groundbreaking music of all genres, and these upcoming shows listed below are no exception. We've got a pair of tickets to each of these performances and to enter for a chance to win, just email contest@othermusic.com, and list the night that you'd like to see in the subject line.

THURSDAY, MARCH 10: THE EX w/LITURGY
7 p.m. doors | 8 p.m. show

FRIDAY, MARCH 11: ROBYN HITCHCOCK & JOE BOYD
7 p.m. doors | 8 p.m. show

SUNDAY, MARCH 13: ENSEMBLE SIGNAL PERFORMS STEVE REICH'S MUSIC FOR 18 MUSICIANS
9:30 p.m. doors | 10 p.m. show

MONDAY, MARCH 14: DEERHOOF w/ ICHI & IF BY YES (YUKA HONDA + PETRA HADEN)
A musical event within Carnegie Hall's 2011 JapanNYC Festival, presented by Wordless Music
7 p.m. doors | 8 p.m. show

(LE) POISSON ROUGE: 158 Bleeker Street NYC

     
 
   
   
 
 
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  WIN PASSES TO SALEM AT SANTOS PARTY HOUSE
Purveyors of dense, eerie, chopped and screwed soundscapes, Salem bring their haunting noise-noir to Santos Partyhouse on Saturday, March 19, and Other Music has two pairs of laminates which will get two lucky winners and their respective friend into the show. Also on the bill: Lil' Ugly Mane, DJ's Aaron K, Becka Diamond V, XMOFOX, MDMA ARTHUR and Cool Hand Luke. To enter, email giveaway@othermusic.com and we'll notify the two winners this coming Monday.

SATURDAY, MARCH 19
SANTOS PARTY HOUSE: 96 Lafayette Street NYC

     
 
   
   
 
 
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  WIN TICKETS TO SIMIAN MOBILE DISCO LIVE
With their new album Delicasies blowing up in clubs all around the world, Simian Mobile Disco make their return to New York City on Saturday, March 19. Throw in names like Skream and Benga, this is sure to be the biggest dance party that the West Side has seen in years! We've got two pairs of tickets to give away. Email tickets@othermusic.com to enter and we'll notify the winners on Monday.

SATURDAY, MARCH 19
TERMINAL 5: 610 W. 56th Street NYC


     
 
   
       
   

 

 

     
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  DIRTY BEACHES
Badlands
(Zoo Music)

Armed simply with a small batch of very limited cassette tapes and 45s, Montreal-based Alex Zhang Hungtai has created a huge buzz with his Dirty Beaches project over the past few months. His last 7", the excellent True Blue, came and went like a tumbleweed blowing through a ghost town, but we've thankfully not only restocked that record, but his impressive debut album Badlands as well. Hungtai's setup is relatively simple yet effective; over eerie, looped samples that sound grave-robbed from old 1950s records pockmarked by a switchblade, he croons, yelps, and sweats himself into a frenzy that often recalls Suicide's Alan Vega, particularly on Vega's early solo albums. There's no question that this approach isn't particularly new, but what's remarkable is the clear efficiency and effectiveness he gives his muddy productions, setting up a mood and building the tune from there. And tunes there are aplenty, from the galloping shimmy of "Horses" to the overdriven doo-wop fuzz of "A Hundred Highways." Some of the record's true highlights, though, come in the album's two slow dances: the aching ballad "True Blue" (the aforementioned 45 track) and the outstanding waltz "Lord Knows Best," each sound like something that'd play on a barroom jukebox somewhere in the town of Twin Peaks. The record closes with two spooked, warped instrumental slices of doomy ambience which nod towards Hungtai's beginnings making more avant/noise abstraction, and by the end of this 26-minute temporal displacement, you're left with more questions than you have answers. This is arguably one of the strongest, oddest, yet most accessible debuts I've heard in a long time, and while its muddy sound quality may not be to everyone's liking, he's got the songs, and they hit you where it counts. Top marks all around for this one, and it's got one hell of a cover, too. [IQ]

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  KURT VILE
Smoke Ring for My Halo
(Matador)

"Smoke Ring for My Halo"
"Peeping Tomboy"

Enjoyable as it was, Kurt Vile's Matador debut Childish Prodigy (which was the second or perhaps third full-length Vile album, in addition to a slew of CD-Rs and EPs) likely left more questions than answers for the listening public. The Philadelphia native has been hailed as the next Petty, Seger or Springsteen, and while that record showed an immensely talented young artist, new listeners often had trouble pinpointing who Vile himself really was, and there seemed to be a disconnect between his folky solo numbers and the full-bore rock he brought with his band behind him. With Smoke Ring for My Halo, all previous doubts have been cast off -- this is a sincere, no-punches-pulled showcase for a towering talent, and the arrangements and care that went into Prodigy effectively meet the songwriter who we met on his earlier releases, on his own terms. Those familiar with Mr. Vile's body of work won't be surprised at the very depth of emotion summoned here, belied by his deadpan vocals (look to the music -- it's all in the wrists); these are songs of isolation and general unease, rendered beautiful by (and sometimes even despite) the certainty in his voice and actions. This approach allows listeners to reflect on his work rather than react to it; Kurt Vile has finally come up with a set so assured in its own contradictions that he pulls away from the yoke of contradiction itself, and he's written a song for everyone. Unbelievably moving and profound, Kurt Vile has lifted the curse from his genre and now wears it like a heavy coat in the summertime. [DM]

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  BEACH FOSSILS
What a Pleasure EP
(Captured Tracks)

"What a Pleasure"
"Distance"

The saying asks, "Why fix what ain't broke?" In the case of Beach Fossils, whose jingle-jangle songs that were nostalgic for the everyday worked so deliriously well on their infectious debut, they have not tried to fix their early-Rough Trade-meets-surf sound, as much as grow up with it. If that debut had the sheen of new love, of the world peeling back its layers, this EP might be the sound of maturity. No longer are songs titled "Vacation" or "Youth" or "Golden Age." Now, it's "Face It" and "Distance" and "Adversity." No, it's not always a party on the shore; sometimes, you head out to the beach and, out of the blue, skies darken. What a Pleasure is what comes after August and September, it is Beach Fossils' rainy day companion.

If the group's brocade-like guitars have suggested Felt -- not to mention Real Estate and perhaps early Clientele -- now they've gotten even closer to Lawrence Hayward's melancholia, and this is Beach Fossils' Crumbling the Antiseptic Beauty. There is a dryness that conjures the reverb-less sound of the first Smiths album here; it is the color gray as ethos; it is the sound of someone behind a window looking at people playing on the beach. "Distance" evokes the Byrds and early R.E.M., offering a rare glimmer of light in this otherwise pensive landscape. The chorus of "Adversity," with that word repeated, evokes OMD of all things. Meanwhile, "Out in the Way," a collaboration with Wild Nothing, is just that, a synth-heavy perfect middle-point between both groups. And it happens to be the best song in this collection, a midway point between here and there. [AGe]

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  VARIOUS ARTISTS
Those Shocking Shaking Days: Indonesian Hard, Psychedelic, Progressive Rock and Funk 1970-1978
(Now-Again)

"Haai" Panbers
"Shake Me" AKA

I have listened to this compilation of psychedelic funk and rock from 1970s Indonesia just about every day since I first picked up my copy a few weeks ago. Every time I play it in the shop, everyone within earshot approaches the counter to ask about what they're hearing, and most of them buy it. It is that good. Now, I've got to admit, I've been getting a little sick of every other collection of international rock or groove-based sounds being tagged as "psychedelic" these days; it's inane and honestly a bit disrespectful to call someone else's culture such simply because it sounds odd to western ears. This collection, though, is as warped as a hash pipe run over by a moped; equal parts King Crimson and James Brown, this set of twenty stomping, stormy fuzzballs is packed with danceable beats, heavy riffs, and most importantly, hummable, memorable TUNES, not to mention some totally cracked vocals (often backed by angelic harmonies), and some heavy-hitting raw production. Several of the artists also infuse a heavy sociopolitical context into their songs; like many of the world's most fertile music scenes, this one also flourished during heavily censored dictatorship.

To Now-Again's credit, this package is also visually stunning to look at, from its eye-catching front cover to the massive book (not booklet, this is a full-blown reader's digest) of liners, photos, and ephemera included within. The label has put insane amounts of work into this project, and it clearly shows. Not only is the song selection flawless and the notes fathoms deep, but the tracks have all been properly licensed and thoroughly annotated. I could pick any song in this set at random to choose as a highlight; it traverses many moods and grooves but keeps quality and listenability at its highest. I'm particularly fond of the two offerings by AKA, who mutate James Brown's good foot into an oversexed Swamp Thing stomp, Benny Soebardja and Lizard's "Candle Light," which goes for a Sly Stone beatbox vamp, the throat-shredding chorus of Koes Plus' "Mobil Tua," and the mathy funk of the Black Brothers' "Saman Doye." To paraphrase AKA in one of the best introductions I've ever heard on disc, "Hey fellas, do you like funk? Do you like tripping? Do you like the idea of your brain melting into your coffee pot, sweetening it with powdered noise, and drinking it out of a mug shaped like Suharto's head? Well then, SHAKE ME!" [IQ]

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  ORLANDO JULIUS
And the Afro Sounders
(Voodoo Funk)

Fans of Nigerian music should be throwing up their hands in funky revelry right now, as one of the lost artifacts of West African music, Orlando Julius and the Afro Sounders, has been miraculously recovered from complete obscurity. Originally released by Philips in 1973, the distribution of this major early Afro-beat document was hopelessly bungled, allowing one of the most definitive statements in West African music to fall completely by the wayside. Thanks to Brooklyn's Voodoo Funk (our old friend Frank Gossner, who previously released the Psychedelic Aliens and Lagos Disco Inferno records through Academy LPs and the Pax Nicholas album through Daptone), who seem to have found the only known remaining copy of the record buried somewhere in South East Nigeria, it's now re-released with full sonic restoration, original album artwork in beautiful full-color packaging, and a booklet including vintage photographs, with liner notes written by Orlando Julius Ekemode himself.

Recorded at Ginger Baker's ARC studio in Lagos between 1970 and 1973, free from the meddling direction of Philips' managers who oversaw the bulk of his recordings from this era, Julius attained complete creative control as composer, and producer, making use of 24 multi-track technology, allowing for him and his band to relax, expand on their sound, and to be more freely creative. As a result, every instrument on the record is crystal-clear and placed beautifully, from the bright, brassy, blaring horns, to the organ star-sparkling his way across the mix, to drummer Akanbi Moses' tight, responsive, sometimes wildly fast jazz conversationalism, managing to inflict lyricism in every song, without ever forgetting to swing. The band is in remarkable form throughout these six tracks, seamlessly blending traditional African rhythms with their own sped-up highlife, glorious funk, American soul and jazz inflections, into a stew of fresh-as-hell Afro-beat, that from the first few hard-hit horn shots, doesn't let up in intensity, imagination, or infectious grooves until the last notes of "Kete Kete Koro."

The record kicks off with super heavy Afro-jam "Yio Si Da Miliki Beat," lingering on an ascending guitar line, as Moses' sharp, layered drum parts respond to the moods and melodies of Julius and the band's call-and-response vocalizations, filling in every open space with smart, energetic cymbal and tom-tom flourishes. Polyrhythmic powerhouse "Afro Instrumental" follows, the slinky bassline laying the groundwork for swelling horns, augmenting an equally infectious and somewhat mysterious melody. The fast, tight rhythm of "Aseni," with its swinging cymbal work, and tight, warm, horn syncopations gives way to a blazing organ solo, revealing flashes of Jimmy Smith's influence, as Julius pumps out layered lines of melodic invention, never straying very far from the melody, all the while audibly amping the rest of the band up. "Kete Kete Koro" is equally as marvelous, showing off some of Julius' best Coltrane-esque tenor runs, the band backing him as solidly as ever, effectively closing out the disc with each horn player taking a melodic bow, each playing the theme a couple of times unaccompanied before an all-too-soon finish. As a complete vision, there is a consistency and weight to this record that's difficult to overlook, and we're lucky to have it. This undeniable masterpiece could have easily been lost forever, now thankfully restored to its rightful position as a living document of Afro-hi brilliance. If you're an African music fan, you need this in your collection; if you're not yet a convert, this very well might just be the record to do it. In any case, do yourself a favor, and pick this one up right now! [JCa]

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  NICOLAS JAAR
Space Is Only Noise
(Circus Company)

"Space Is Only Noise If You Can See"
"I Got A"

Another young talent headed down the right path, Nicolas Jaar successfully moves on from singles, EPs and remixes to the ripe road of the full-length. His debut for Circus Company is a blend of minimal sound collage, loose-limbed house, downtempo ambient abstraction, electronic and acoustic instrumentation, and processed vocals. Jaar has been compared to fellow new-school minimalist James Blake, yet to my ears Jaar's aesthetic is more in line with Blake's mates Mount Kimbie; all three are dissecting and reassembling the various strains of electronic music into new forms. The most engaging element here seems to be the overall sequence and flow of the music, the way songs blend into one another across the open landscape. Tracks don't feel unfinished as much as left open; throughout, tempos build, collaged vocals morph into full songs, gradually his use of voice grows more human, and instruments gather as the atmosphere subtly builds from the bedroom to dance floor. Jaar's aesthetics seems to live in a world of emotive electronics and sympathetic synthetics. While devoid of obvious genre placement, and not an immediate album, this is nonetheless the perfect type of sleeper hit. [DG]

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  CELEBRATION
Hello Paradise
(Friends)

Following two stellar albums released on renown indie 4AD, Celebration decided to break from the grind of the music biz, and slipped away quietly to write and record, occasionally offering tracks as free downloads on their Electric Tarot website. Those nine songs have now been collected together, via this limited edition vinyl pressing of Hello Paradise, issued on Baltimore's Friends label. It's a ballsy move for a great band that is still, arguably, trying to find success, but it works quite well.

On the aforementioned website, you can read a page labeled "Manifesto," which outlines the group's view that the Internet is the last bastion of total creative freedom and expression. Sure enough, there's a feeling of stretched boundaries here, as Celebration do nothing to reign themselves in, and songs like "Open Your Heart" and "Kilimanjaro" leap upward and outward, exploding with percussive experiments and spiky keys and organs. "Junky" stomps hard, with Katrina Ford revving up her voice to its maximum horsepower against insane guitar bellowing. And while there are psychedelic elements in Celebration's music, Hello Paradise never stalls out on one great riff or atmosphere; taking cues as much from Zeppelin as from Kraftwerk (dig the hypnotizing synthesizer lines on "Honeysuckle Blue"), the band's own production pushes David Bergander's drums out to the front, where they jockey for the same space as Ford's intense, soulful howl. When the group fusses with loop and sample experiments on the "Misty Mountain Hop"-ish "Great Pyramid," it feels like a natural extension of Celebration's natural sonic curiosity.

Celebration's attitude regarding their music and how it is released is inextricable from the songs themselves -- without the freedom to run around and make a mess of things, Hello Paradise would never sound so adventurous, nor would it have been pulled off so well. The limited edition Friends vinyl is also pretty damn beautiful. All in all, a highly recommended record, in whatever form you choose to experience it. [MS]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  EMBRUJO
Embrujo
(Shadoks)

"Canto Sin Nombre"
"Caudal"

Considering the glut of reissues in recent times all clamoring for our attention on the strength of their rarity and collectability, I can't blame anyone who might ask, "But is it actually good?" To which I would answer, in the case of Embrujo, an emphatic "Yes!" Not unlike the Tropicalistas in neighboring Brazil, the Chilean group was pursuing their pop passion in a deeply political time and place. Originally called Kissing Spell -- a soft pop band singing in English -- the group changed their name to the more ambiguous Spanish word for bewitched (or spell) in response to the heated political climate in Pinochet's Chile. Released in 1971, Embrujo fits nicely with releases from several other great Chilean bands of the era, such as Blops, Congregacion, and El Congresso. Melodic with rich vocal harmonies over acoustic guitar, piano, organ and flute, and the requisite fuzz guitar for good measure, this is soft psychedelic pop music with folk inflections, utterly poppy without ever pandering for your attention, and songwriting that is first-rate throughout. Collectable or not -- yes, if you must know, the original LP goes for astronomical sums on eBay -- Embrujo is the genuine article, a South American psychedelic masterpiece very much worthy of your attention. [AGe]

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  MUERAN HUMANOS
Mueran Humanos
(Blind Prophet)

"Horas Tristes"
"Altar Hogar"

A few weeks back I stumbled across this Argentinean band in a live setting, in the best sort of scenario imaginable. Many friends were in the audience telling me I had to check them out (including Sean from Cult of Youth who put this LP out after discovering them on Myspace), the mood in the room was great, and suffice to say, these guys fully blew my mind, bringing many influences together in a way that I digested eagerly but couldn't quite place right away (that's always a good sign). The songs are built on a primal throb that immediately draws you in, as the atmosphere slowly but surely climbs and builds around it, with male and female voice, synth, incessant plodding and in-the-pocket basslines reminiscent of both the Fall and early Wire. But Mueran Humanos reach beyond the typical post-punk ghetto, with genuine roots in basic rock and roll as channeled by the Stooges, Cramps, Gories and Dead Moon -- all different sounding bands, I know, but nonetheless unified by an undeniable devotion and understanding of rock and roll. And now add in the primitive art rock of Rema Rema and a soaring late-Swans-like beauty with a slowly revealing outpouring of passion, and you start to get the idea. I was hearing an ideal, living mixture of cold/passionate synthwave post-punk with a strange blend of non-urgent but still balls-out rock.

These songs really must be listened to in their entirety; as a track progresses, the rhythms inevitably build and climb into another zone altogether. For Mueran Humanos, catchy coldwave isn't just about being cool and putting on airs; this stuff slowly builds, shifts and builds some more, often until the band is shouting and chanting the chorus in unison with the listener swirling somewhere in the middle of it all. It's especially awesome to hear this music move into such transcendent territory considering the trappings: guy/girl couple, from Argentina, living in Berlin, synth, drum machine, bass with and without distortion -- let's be honest, it sounds like a potential electro-fashion clusterf*ck, but believe me, it is definitely NOT that. Hear and believe, this is the real deal. Top ten material, and highly recommended. [SM]

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  HARALD GROSSKOPF
Synthesist/Resynthesist
(RVNG Intl)

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Percussionist Harald Grosskopf got his start in the German music scene at large playing drums for the likes of Klaus Schulze, Cosmic Jokers, and Manuel Göttsching, amongst others, but Synthesist, his 1980 solo debut originally released on the infamous Sky label and lovingly reissued by RVNG Intl, is his first true shining moment. Using a Minimoog, a Revox reel-to-reel, and his stellar drumming, Grosskopf fashioned a breathtaking suite of explorative transition -- this is the sound of a man not only expanding his own personal horizons and vision, but essentially creating a key document which bids farewell to the bombastic excess of 1970s Krautrock, and greets the 1980s with sleek, synthesized neon warmth. The first half of the album often comes across like Vangelis low-riding through East L.A. in Blade Runner, with Grosskopf's lockstep drum grooves providing a bounce and strut often missing from similar records of the era. Interlocking fragments of melody weave lovely patterns throughout, and on the album's second side, we move into more ominous, epic ambience, save for the stuttering JBs arpeggiation of "Transcendental Overdrive" (ha!).

One can hear deep roots in the modern soundscapes charted by folks like Oneohtrix Point Never, ARP, and CFCF, and on the bonus CD included with the vinyl edition, those artists repay their debts by reworking the album's tracks into their own personal sonic worlds. While I'm usually not a fan of such historical plundering, this disc is actually rather good in its own right, though still nowhere near as perfect and revelatory a creation as the original. If you've bitten into the minimal synth/post ambient/analogue fetish scene and enjoyed your time there, this is essential listening. If you dig other releases on the Sky label like many of the recent Cluster/Moebius/Roedelius reissues, you should check this post-haste, and if your Sunday worship service includes a front-to-back airing of "E2-E4" while you burn incense and solder circuit boards, this is your New Testament. This is one of the best reissues to come out in 2011, its packaging is gorgeous, and even its contemporary tie-in is worth your attention. Give respect to RVNG for making their first reissue one hell of an inauguration. [IQ]

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  MARK FRY
Dreaming with Alice
(Sunbeam)

Criminally, and mysteriously, slept on during the acid folk renaissance of the mid-2000s, Mark Fry's Dreaming with Alice is one of the crowning achievements of its kind. It is also surrounded in enigma; recorded in 1972 in Italy by an unknown 19-year-old Brit then studying in Rome, the album was only ever issued in Italy until the late-'90s. Though grounded in acoustic guitar, this is hardly a reverent folk sound. Fry's voice is often spaced out in dubby echo effects. Sitars and tambouras are in tow, as are fuzzed-out guitars, as if Rotary Connection had dropped by to bring over some Lebanese and a Space Echo box and decided to lend a hand for kicks. Stylistically, Fry's voice is somewhere between Donovan, George Harrison and perhaps Roger Rodier, wistful, dazed and somewhat elsewhere, thinking of bigger things. Somehow, even though Lewis Carroll -- a touchstone of the era -- seems to be the main lyrical influence, the record is never mired in cringe-worthy clichés. It is, however, like many great albums of the time, obscured by clouds of hash and a quest for the mythical, not to mention a lovely, garden-like pastoral haze.

The fantastic, album-defining epic "Mandolin Man" finds Fry conjuring Donovan's fantasy: a jam with Bert Jansch. Though ostensibly a circular folk-blues tune, as it progresses, it turns into a churning psychedelic track that wouldn't be out of place on Faust IV before evolving yet again into a stone groove the likes of which surely make Andy Votel and his cronies at Finders Keepers lose their collective shirts. The gorgeous "Down Narrow Streets" evokes Pearls Before Swine and perhaps Dylan's "4th Time Around," the heels of a troubadour clacking down cobblestone streets. "Roses for Columbus" finds a pleasant place to reside between Popol Vuh and Heron while "The Witch" could've been an excerpt from the soundtrack to Performance, suffused with hand drums, tamboura and flutes. The lovely "Song for Wild" suggests a slightly more stoned Nick Drake. Ultimately, such comparisons are just that -- you could also throw in Tyrannosaurus Rex, Syd Barrett, and Incredible String Band -- a bit of context to bring you in. The truth is, Dreaming with Alice undeniably stands on its own, often bettering many of these better known acts. As such, it is one of the most intriguing, mysterious albums of the time. One of the great discoveries unearthed, and an essential document of the era. [AGe]

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  THE LUYAS
Too Beautiful to Work
(Dead Oceans)

"Spherical Mattress"
"What Mercy Is"

The sophomore effort from Canadian quartet the Luyas is an album moving in two directions, exploring light and beauty one moment, and darkness another. The band themselves are joined by a sizeable array of guest musicians hailing from such groups as Arcade Fire and Tindersticks, but even with their famous friends and varied moods, Too Beautiful to Work has its own distinctive sound. The title track starts the album off with a little alt-space-pop, bright and shiny in its innocence, but soon after songs like "Tiny Head" and "Moodslayer" quickly veer away into a more foreboding, introspective vibe, letting much of the air out of the production; it's not until the sparse Portishead-like sound of album centerpiece "Canary" that the record finds its beauty again and the final trio of tunes ends the set on a strong note. Perhaps the unsettling feeling that takes over the middle of Too Beautiful to Work, and the provocation of query and disquiet from the listener, is exactly where they were aiming; in that case, they hit the mark with me. [DMh]

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  ARIEL PINK'S HAUNTED GRAFFITI
Doldrums
(Paw Tracks)

ARIEL PINK'S HAUNTED GRAFFITI
House Arrest
(Paw Tracks)

Coming off of last year's breakthrough Before Today, two of Ariel Pink's early, skewed lo-fi pop missives are finally available again in LP format. Doldrums was recorded between 1999 and 2000 and initially circulated as a CD-R before Animal Collective's Paw Tracks imprint gave the album a proper release in 2004, supplementing the material with Ariel's Vital Pink CD-R from a few years later. Even with a blue-cloud haze of tape hiss and warble, dog-pitch high synthesizers and shambolic musical detours that always seem to be on the verge of unraveling (but usually don't), Mr. Pink's oddball pop genius still comes through like some sort of alien broadcast from a far-away planet trying to replicate the sounds of '70s/'80s American top 40 radio. Two years later, Paw Tracks would issue House Arrest, an album which saw Ariel's songwriting coming into focus, while not eschewing the (g)lo-fi smog completely. As our reviewer would write back in 2006, "...'Netherlands' is hazier than a weekend in Amsterdam. And 'West Coast Calamities' may be his scuzziest song yet, with lines about chugging gas, crashing into the Statue of Liberty, and girl scouts."

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  PARTS & LABOR
Constant Future
(Jagjaguwar)

"Fake Names"
"Skin and Bones"

This is Parts & Labor's "big" record -- hopefully sales will go that way, but we mean the sound. Produced with Dave Fridmann, the band's edgy noise pop is blown up on Constant Future; we still get the trippy, squiggly and unidentifiable sounds that form the backdrop to much of their music, but this is the group's most focused set, with dark, soaring, pulsing experimental rock songs buoyed by Dan Friel and BJ Warshaw's somewhat interchangeable, angsty vocals. It gets a little samey by record's end, but regardless, the band took a chance here, and came out on top.

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  WYE OAK
Civilian
(Merge)

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Wye Oak inevitably gets compared to fellow Baltimore dream-pop boy/girl duo Beach House, and while there are definitely sonic similarities (the swoon, the hooks), on their excellent new album, Civilian, Wye Oak easily stand on their own. Jenn Wasner's vocals and pedal-heavy guitar textures are moody and melancholy, and while the group brings together influences ranging from '70s British folk to Lower East Side guitar squall to Stereolab synth grooves, they manage to unify it with their own nuanced playing and great songwriting. It's their best album, and that's saying something!

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  AGF & CRAIG ARMSTRONG
Orlando
(AGF)

"Enamoured Lady"
"For Ever and Ever and Ever Alone"

With more than a few great collaborations together already behind them, last year electronic sculptor/poet AGF and Scottish composer Craig Armstrong scored the Cryptic Theatre's staging of Virginia Wolf's Orlando. The soundtrack itself is another great work from this pair, the duo's compositions mirroring the narrative flow of the book, with field recordings, strings, digital textures and AGF's vocals and spoken word leading the listener on a gorgeous and beguiling journey.

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  RESOE
The Black Void of Space
(Echochord)

"Dubcuttin'"
"Polarized"

Echochord releases the debut full-length from Resoe, not only practitioner of all things dub techno, but also the owner of the Baum Records imprint. The Black Void of Space is a surprisingly diverse affair, moving through bass-heavy four-on-the-floor cuts, breakbeats, and some beatless atmospherics. A perfect mix of deep, subtle dubstep and dub techno. Recommended!

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  EARTH
Angels of Darkness, Demons of Light 1
(Southern Lord)

"Father Midnight"
"Hell's Winter"

Six albums in, Dylan Carlson's Earth is no longer trafficking in the epic drone that helped pave the way for groups like Sunn 0))), Boris and Corrupted to pray at the altar of doom. Still, at Earth's core is the speed of its music and its scale: an inexorable slow slide across an American landscape. Gone here, however, are the organ and Southern Delta feel of 2008's The Bees Made Honey in the Lion's Skull, now replaced by a plaintive cello and the snow-covered fields of Minnesota -- more Fargo than In the Heat of the Night. Five tracks that together total over sixty minutes, let this one slowly seep into your consciousness and you will be richly rewarded.

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  GRAILS
Deep Politics
(Temporary Residence)

"Daughters of Bilitis"
"All the Colors of the Dark"

Classifying instrumental rock is not easy to do unless it's surf, and while Portland, OR's Grails once seemed to fall somewhat comfortably into the avant-metal category, their intriguing new album probably has more in common with Morricone than it does Neurosis. The guitars can still chug, and the band rocks (occasionally), but this is a nuanced, subtle collection that uses tightly orchestrated atmospherics, and a broad instrumental palette, to craft wonderfully moody and evocative soundtracks.

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  BEADY EYE
Different Gear Still Speeding
(Dangerbird)

"Wigwam"
"Beatles and Stones"

The first album from Liam Gallagher since his brother Noel left Oasis, rendering the iconic English band defunct, is practically an Oasis record in all but name. Featuring late-period Oasis alums Andy Bell (ex-Ride), Gem Archer and Chris Sharrock, Beady Eye's debut full-length may not have Noel's songwriting pop chops driving it, but the band does turn in a great and varied, no-frills set of distinctly British-sounding rock, pulling from a variety of inspirations including Liam's (not-so-surprising) channeling of Beatles and Lennon melodies to the unexpectedly punky, '50s-influenced romp of the first single, "Bring the Light."

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  CUT COPY
Zonoscope
(Modular)

"Blink and You'll Miss a Revolution"
"This Is All We Got"

These Melbourne, Australia synth-poppers follow up their heart-stopping, chart-topping 2008 album In Ghost Colours with Zonoscope, which goes bigger and ends up even better than its predecessor -- would you believe? Opener "Need You Now" takes a big hit of New Order's "Temptation" and starts swinging for the fences, with monstrous, anthemic choruses that take equal cues from the Cure (broken hearts) and INXS (unbroken spirit). What I've always liked about Cut Copy is their ability to utilize old, sometimes cliché sentiments (you know, about how one person needs another person, now), and through brilliant, dreamy production and tremendous hooks, make that sentiment feel brand new again. With the twist of a beat or the entrance of a guitar, the repetition of that phrase "I need you now" transforms from a plea to a declaration to a manifesto. And that's just the first song!

The album never stops being surprising, winning, and often very beautiful. "Where I'm Going" finds the band hanging out in Tame Impala's psychedelic swimming pool, with a shambling drum beat and harmonies copped straight from Brian Wilson's songbook. "Strange Nostalgia for the Future" is a swirling, indecipherable transmission, built on burbling loops and over before you know it. "Hanging onto Every Heartbeat" is Cut Copy at their most Daft Punk. In Ghost Colours was an intensely hypnotic ride through the personal politics of frontman Dan Whitford; Zonoscope is very much an album of music for the whole world -- everyone is invited to share in Whitford's global pop party, where there are heartbeats in the sky, nobody is excluded, and you dance forever. What are we all waiting for? [MS]
 
         
   
      
   
         
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THIS WEEK'S CONTRIBUTORS

[JCa] Jesse Carsten
[AGe] Alexis Georgopoulos
[DG] Daniel Givens
[IQ] Mikey IQ Jones
[DMh] Dan Maharry
[DM] Doug Mosurock
[SM] Scott Mou
[MS] Michael Stasiak





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