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Lia ices V2, handmade collage 2014
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musicollage · 10 months
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S. Carey — Break Me Open. 2022 : Jagjaguwar.
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nofatclips · 10 months
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You​’​re Still The One (Shania Twain cover) by Okay Kaya
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Track of the day // Crack Cloud - Blue Kite
From the album Red Mile, out July 26th on Jagjaguwar.
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burlveneer-music · 3 months
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Molly Lewis - On the Lips - don't know if I'm ready for a full-on lounge/exotica (re)revival, but it's the perfect milieu for a whistler
Consider this your invitation to Café Molly, a lounge bar like they don’t make them anymore. The lights are low, the martinis are ice cold, the banquettes are velvet, and the stage is set for the electrifying talent of whistler Molly Lewis. Molly’s soft-focus cocktail music conjures up visions of classic Hollywood jazz clubs, Italian cinema soundtracks and lingering embraces between lovers. After the exotica stylings of The Forgotten Edge EP and the tropicalia-indebted Mirage EP, Molly wanted to encapsulate the sound of Café Molly for her debut album On The Lips, a dreamy tribute to classic mood music. That spellbinding sound, which usually comes to life in Los Angeles, has also popped up in Mexico City dancehalls, graced the runways of Paris and London Fashion Weeks, and made a magical appearance at a children's fairyland. Molly Lewis’s love for this smoky corner of the world doesn’t end with her songwriting. She is a devotee and an archivist, capturing and enlivening the pieces that endure. She was a regular at the legendary shows by Marty and Elayne, the lounge duo who spent almost 40 years playing LA’s Dresden bar. The duo came to global fame after an appearance in 1996’s Swingers and kept going long after that spotlight faded, finally finishing their nightly residency after the death of Marty at the ripe age of 89 last year. “That felt like the end of an era,” says Molly. But there are still flashes of that world to be found, and she finds them. “I’ve been spending a lot of time in New York lately, where there are a lot more of those moody, classic jazz bars,” she explains. Over the past few years Molly has flexed her one-of-a-kind musical skill alongside Mark Ronson on the Barbie soundtrack, as well as with Dr Dre, Karen O, actor John C Reilly, Mac De Marco, fashion houses Chanel, Gucci and Hermes, and folk rock royalty Jackson Browne. After a performance with longtime friend Weyes Blood on Burt Bacharach’s The Look of Love during a Café Molly evening at LA’s Zebulon, Molly supported the singer on a US tour, introducing her sound to a brand new audience. “I forget sometimes that what I do has that factor of surprise and uniqueness – it is something that most people have never seen before,” says Molly. She too might never have entered the idiosyncratic world of whistling had she not as a teenager seen the 2005 documentary Pucker Up, which details the International Whistling Competition. Equally amused and bemused by the eccentric event, in 2012 she competed herself. Spending her early twenties in Berlin she then moved to LA to work in film – and returned to the contest in 2015 to take home first prize. One evening Molly did a turn at an open mic at the Kibitz Room, a tiny late-night bar inside historic LA deli Canter’s. Her display led to appearances at performance art happenings across the city, and she soon caught the ear of independent record label Jagjaguwar. On The Lips was recorded with producer Thomas Brenneck of the Menahan Street Band, Budos Band, Dap-Kings and El Michels Affair, at his newly-built Diamond West Studios in Pasadena. The pair bonded over the work of 1960s soundtrack composers Alessandro Alessandroni and Piero Piccioni, and, with something of an open door policy during the sessions, a stream of acclaimed musicians ended up across the album’s 10 tracks. With her intoxicating compositions, and wry brand of stagecraft (she might not be singing up there, but she can sure tell a joke) Molly Lewis looks set to join her heroes in the storied lore of the Los Angeles lounge scene and beyond. So pull up a chair, order your favorite drink, and prepare to fall for On The Lips.  PERFORMER LINE-UP: On The Lips Molly Lewis - Whistle, guitar, vocals Joe Harrison - Flute, bass Eric Hagstrom - Drums, clave Thomas Brenneck - Organ Written by: Molly Lewis
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stevenvenn · 9 months
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Angel Olsen - More Than This (Bryan Ferry cover) Have you heard this lovely cover of the Bryan Ferry classic from Angel's "Song of the Lark and Other Far Memories" collection from a couple of years ago? Just came across it again today and realized how much I love her voice on it. Beautiful! She also has a new track Greenville out today!
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fuckyeahmotorik · 5 months
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Molly Lewis - Lounge Lizard
"On the Lips", 2024
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yvynyl · 1 year
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Unknown Mortal Orchestra - Layla
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iamlisteningto · 9 months
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Okay Kaya’s Watch This Liquid Pour Itself
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stroebe2 · 8 months
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frgmnthtr · 1 year
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HInoki Wood (2023)
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mywifeleftme · 8 months
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156: Angel Olsen // Burn Your Fire for No Witness
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Burn Your Fire for No Witness Angel Olsen 2014, Jagjaguwar
Almost every woman in my age group (23 to 47) I know has had some sessions with Burn Your Fire for No Witness and loves but is a little over it, kind of quietly one of those generational landmark records, though any time I play Olsen for like my mom or grandma they hate it (and they’re usually reasonably amenable to indie folk that doesn’t wear its transgressiveness on its sleeves). Small sample size, but I think it’s the subtle dream pop/shoegazey edge to her songwriting approach that turns off the Olds: Olsen’s songs have the semblance of ‘60s / ‘70s singer-songwriter music, lo-ish-fi Laurel Canyon, but also often a dreary, dreamy, depressive, repetitive gonowhereness that’s perfectly suited to intermittently crying for several weeks, like lying in a bath on the verge of turning from lukewarm to cold. It’s the vibes a young girl needs, while my mom wonders why they don’t make ‘em like Sarah McLachlan anymore.
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As for me, I like Angel just fine, and despite the pop-adjacent successes of MY WOMAN and All Mirrors, this is still the record of hers I put on the pedestal. The Leonard Cohen-y “White Fire” feels like being softly furred with ashes while watching a mountain burn down; the faint bass pulse of “Windows” tethers a luminous ghost to a fading throat; “Hi-Five” doesn’t think Duane Eddy went far enough with the whole guitar reverb thing, and proves to be right. Throughout the gloom, there are affirmations to be had (“sittin’ lonely with somebody lonely too / there’s nothing in the world I’d rather do”; “burn your fire for no witness”; the entirety of “Lights Out”), and I suppose that’s what makes this an album that people find helps them through whatever they’re dealing with, rather than holding them under it: it lights up in the distance, over the lip of the bathtub, the shore.
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Angel Olsen & the Big Time Band College Street Music Hall, New Haven, CT 7 February 2023 coverage here
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nofatclips · 1 year
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Knagg by Okay Kaya from the album Surviving Is The New Living [Alt. link: SoundCloud]
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Track of the day // Chanel Beads - Embarrassed Dog
From the album Your Day Will Come, out April 19th on Jagjaguwar.
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dustedmagazine · 1 year
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Lonnie Holley — Oh Me Oh My (Jagjaguwar)
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Lonnie Holley has led a life that posed considerable challenges. An orphan who spent time as the adopted child of a burlesque dancer and much of the rest of his childhood in Alabama Industrial School for Negro Children, an institution even more hellish than what one might imagine, early on Holley endured a great deal of abuse. Challenges were not to end there, and without the artistic pursuits to which he has been devoted, a conduit for purging the demons of his life, one wonders what might have happened to Holley. Fortunately, he has carved a poly-artist career as a highly regarded visual artist, poet, and vocalist.
Holley has frequently been categorized as a bluesman, and his emotive, raspy pipes are well suited to the blues. On his latest Jagjaguwar recording, Oh Me Oh My, he presents his voice in an expansive set of contexts that transcend traditional blues stylings. The list of artists who make guest appearances speaks to the respect with which Holley is regarded. Moor Mother, Michael Stipe, Sharon van Etten, Bon Iver, Rokia Koné, and Jeff Parker lend their talents to Oh Me Oh My, affording its arrangements and production a mutability that supports, never dilutes, Holley’s aesthetic. For instance, the title track features Stipe singing layered backing vocals, making a refrain over which Holley sings verses about his history and joins with Stipe in the chorus. The effect is haunting. Bon Iver joins Holley on “Kindness Will Follow Your Tears,” creating a swath of group singing and synth keyboards that buoy the lead vocals. Holley frequently bends pitches, modulating sustained notes to wring every last piece of emotion out of them. 
Moor Mother guests on two tracks: “I Am a Part of the Wonder” and “Earth Will Be There,” adorning the first with rasped rapping, trumpet, pitched percussion, and mid-tempo beats. The second begins with thrumming bass, bodily in its impact, and Holley’s spoken word. The synthesizers expand their range against metallic percussion. Holley’s voice gradually moves from speech to song. Partway through, the beat drops, a horn section is added, and the vocalist sings a refrain that, by itself, could be a hook, but here is part of a kaleidoscope of sounds. There is a sizable section of Moor Mother’s spoken word with Holley vocalizing in the background. He then takes center stage, once again singing the refrain, which is followed by the full ensemble, now with backing vocalists, creating a rousing coda. It is a fulsome, polystylistic brew. 
Holley without guest stars is no less compelling. Particularly moving is “Mount Meigs,” where he recounts the abuse of his troubled childhood. Accompanied by searing electric guitar and a thunderous rhythm section, the song uses the blues to express inconsolable suffering. There are few who rival Holley in the ability to so viscerally share the depredations of the Deep South in the 1950s and 1960s. The recording closes with a surprising twist. “Future Children '' features a Holley through a vocoder, minimalist synth arpeggios, and solo soprano saxophone. Taking a page from Philip Glass may not be as futuristic as the artist supposes, but the spaciness of it suggests that Holley may be looking to the future as well as channeling the past. For him, and for us, that is good news. 
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