Uncluded - "Hokey Fright"
As soon as something is described to me as "quirky" I'm out...I can't hang. I immediately picture the most ironic of hipsters praising their latest bootleg of Tuvan throat singing while wearing some obnoxious pastel t-shirt announcing to the world that they "run on puppy power...quirky indeed
This record will probably be described as quirky by the blogosphere but please friends, do NOT let that turn you off.
This is probably the most lyrically well-crafted album to grace my ears so far this year. Kimya Dawson's gentle, quasi-innocent words dance around the gruff verbal maypole that Aesop Rock has firmly planted into a musical landscape that could easily be straight from the pages of the brothers Grimm.
Humor twirls with sadness, introspection bows to sharp observation, minutea has meaning...this record is deeper than it appears yet it can easily be put on as background music to make heads bob.
TLDR? - Magic words from Kimya Dawson and Aesop Rock.
The first weekend of Coachella starts in two days and we didn't get set times until last night. Yikes.
I'm the type of festival-goer that makes an attempt to have a mental idea of how my days are going to flow and to do that, I need them set times, yo.
Well after all the anxiety I felt for the last month of a possible Sigur Ros/Spiritualized conflict, I find out that absolutely NONE of the bands that I have to see are in conflict with one another.
Here's who I'm going to try and make: