A heavy night of rockin’ and drinkin’ has taken a toll on
poor old Elvis Dracula. He attempts to recover the morning after with a stack
of recent submissions.
When your head is splitting after a night of hard spirits,
you have to ask yourself, “will Baileys in my coffee help me this morning or
put me back into the grave?” This morning requires just a dash. Or maybe a dash
of acid…nah, I think Haunted Leather will do just fine. These British rockers take the sludgy and
slow end of the psychedelic stream, and weave together some great sludgy riffs.
Available digitally, but the red vinyl looks like it may be a portal to another
I don’t know if Emo ever left completely, but it has seen a resurgence
of late with new groups digging from the faster and jangly side of scene and eschewing
some of the lame fashion and edifying elements. Nobody, Ever is from the UK and they hit some
of the more common beats you would be familiar with if you own a couple things
from Vagrant Records. It isn’t bad, not my cup-of-tea mind you, but some
adolescent teenager is just waiting to make this their favorite record to scrawl
on their notebook.
This is a bit more soothing now that the hangover has really
kicked in. Dreamy, lush waves of synth and piano roll right over my head as
this Oakland based groups cassette spins in the deck. There are a lot of folks
making this kind of stuff nowadays, but I would put this a bit above a great
deal of the competition. The selective use of samples, and the eerie quality
some of the loops produce, makes this more than just New-Age inspired
We make a leap across the pond for this next release, and a
change of pace (literally). This set of instrumental hip-hop tracks from
Holland plays to one of my soft spots: left-field experimental dance music. Try
saying that three times quickly, hipster! But really, this is music you can
dance around your room to on a moonless night while not entirely making the
leap into club music territory. If you only listen to one track, check out “Night
It seems like this round of submissions is heavy on UK acts.
Are the British responsible for my hangover? Was Lyndon LaRouche right all
along? No wait…fuck that asshole.
This is a great record to finish my coffee to. The monotheistic
religions of the world may not hold back the zombie apocalypse, but the
primitivism embodied in this spiritual, chant-like psychedelic music may just
do the trick. The vocalist lacks some of the bombast, but I get a Lungish vibe
from these tracks. The first track, “Oranj,” clocks in at a measly nine and
half minutes, building to a fevered pitch that only rock and roll can
accomplish. Highly recommended.
Ok, time to get off to work. Ending with a few psychedelic
pop songs from this California based band is fine retreat towards the working
day. Strange and off the wall, these lo-fi creations are dedicated to a fallen
author that may have never gotten his dues. If you enjoy a mix of 80s synth
music paired with 60s fantasy laden lyrics, you have your fit.