Seriously, if I don’t hop back in the saddle ASAP all this new music thundering around the lonesome prairie will vigorously trample my hide. It’s been a couple of months, so you may have already lassoed a few of these fine albums. Unfortunately, my intention to post two weeks ago found itself thwarted by a two-pronged attack from Mother Nature, who generously sent not only a plague of germs, but also a plague of wasps to our new headquarters. What a nice housewarming gift! ANYWAY, we’ve got some roundin’ to do. So let’s round ’em up.
Anyone who combines impassioned vocals, urban swagger, hyperliterate lyrics, saxophone lines, and doo wop/girl group backing vocals has my heart in perpetual motion.
Are they rappers? Rockers? Pop stars? Folk singers? It’s musical roulette, and you’re that little ball spinning around and around. Enjoy the ride!
I want to clone Simi Stone so that we get twice as much music from her. Can you clone ‘joy’? Somebody needs to start working on that.
Slightly spacy psych-pop-rock from New Zealand. In space, but tethered — like Sandra Bullock in Gravity. And just as worthy of awards.