Shoegaze

symptoms: erratic pulse, sweaty palms; poss. heart palpitations; giddiness, heightened fervor which may lead to reckless behavior; extreme wistfulness

SPR!NG BR0KN

demos

Shoegazer melancholy mix

Tell me, how do we get over how we're getting older before its too late?
Tell me that you need me sober before I come over and it gets too late

Tell me, how do we get over how we're getting older before its too late?
Tell me that you need me over before I come sober and it gets too late


Music by Times Beach / Words by Steven Anthony

Tell Me DEMO - TimesBeach

Taken from the album "Stars Are Our Home."
Out now on Slumberland Records (US) and Sonic Cathedral (UK)

Order the digital download from iTunes: http://smarturl.it/bhb-itunes
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more info: http://www.blackheartedbrother.com
Black Hearted Brother Official Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Black-Hearted-Brother/210615915729479

It was Alfred Bester, if I recall correctly, who called 'the stars my destination', in his brilliant novel of the same name from 1956. Long considered a libertarian science fiction classic, it's also notable for featuring one of the very first accounts of synaesthesia in English-language fiction. This might be drawing a particularly long bow, but the title of Black Hearted Brother's debut, "Stars Are Our Home", immediately brought Bester's book to mind – and there's definitely something of the synaesthesic experience about this album, overflowing with enraptured, glowing textures, flaring white light like magnesium, in consort with brilliant red-blue waves of psychedelia.

Of course, the first thing that might crane your head towards "Stars Are Our Home" is the group's membership: Neil Halstead, the éminence grise behind Slowdive and Mojave 3; Mark Van Hoen, an original member of Seefeel, subsequently working solo and as Locust; and Nick Holton, the main mover behind Holton's Opulent Oog, and member of Coley Park, who have released albums on Halstead's Shady Lane label. They had previously converged on Halstead's 2001 solo album, "Sleeping On Roads," though Van Hoen also co-produced Mojave 3's "Out Of Tune" (1998), "Excuses For Travelers" (2000) and "Spoon & Rafter" (2003), while Holton took up production duties for Halstead's "Palindrome Hunches" (2012). Van Hoen and Halstead go back much further still, to 1992, when they were in Seefeel and Slowdive respectively: 'Mark taught Neil much that was electronic and ambient music.'

You could hear that education bearing fruit with Slowdive's late-period masterpiece, 1995's "Pygmalion." In some ways, "Stars Are Our Home" echoes that album's experimental process, if not the outcome, as Black Hearted Brother are a very different, distinctive beast, often indulging in what Halstead, self-deprecatingly, describes as 'a lot of very long and indulgent space rawk.' And indeed, that space-rock drive is writ loud and clear on the album's opening title track, an instrumental bliss-out that navigates through ocean-tides of FX-drenched guitar. But there's a lot more to it: 'The idea was to just make a record that was in some ways "unedited",' Halstead continues. 'To not worry about a particular sound or style, but to just go with the flow. We all make quite focused records individually so, as Mark says, it's our "guilty pleasures" album.' That seems about right, except with "Stars Are Our Home," the outcome is no guilt, all pleasure.

'Neil and Nick had, I think, started a few months before they asked me to join the party,' Van Hoen recalls. 'I think they had a few songs on the go, and needed an extra hand to add a few funny noises and generally add to the chaos – or maybe bring some order to the chaos.' Van Hoen has picked up on the dialectical nature of "Stars Are Our Home" here, its "order" and its "chaos": it's a rich, compelling album full of unexpected twists and turns, at times overloading the sensorium with so much material you're drenched in noise, but it'll just as quickly flip back on itself and drift through a glazed-eye, agrarian moment of acoustic melancholy (see the start of "Time In The Machine", which, as if to prove my point, takes less than a minute to build into a clangorous, droning monster).

So, there's a whole lot going on in these grooves, and plenty of it's unexpected, or from unexpected sources. The trio plays fast and loose with what listeners might consider their pre-ordained 'roles'. 'Primarily the songs themselves were started either by Nick or Neil individually,' Van Hoen explains, 'but then edited, developed and generally messed around with and rendered almost unlistenable by either myself or the others. The roles were not always clear cut. Sometimes Nick would be playing keyboards and synths, and myself guitars.' Lyrics on the record feel like another texture, another layer: sometimes they're invocatory chants, sometimes Halstead's and Holton's voices are ghosted by electronic manipulation, as on "Oh Crust". Often there's more going on than at first glance, and an index of the album's lyrical concerns runs to 'romance, sci-fi, places to go on holiday, real UFO abduction, the duality in the meaning of words, lament for the loss of psychedelic freedoms by the masses…'

"Stars Are Our Home" is brave and beautiful, mysterious and resonant. Its experimental edges never forget the importance of the pop moment; the best way to bring people around to your way of hearing is to seduce their ears, and there's seduction plenty here, pure pop like "Take Heart", the Other Green World of "I'm Back", the closing driftwork that is "Look Out Here They Come". A real head-wrecker of an album. And what does the future hold? The trio speaks as one: 'Black Hearted Brother will grow and mature into something very sophisticated in the coming years. A kind of comedic-space-rock-dancehall outfit to define a zeitgeist for the 22nd century, if you like.' Ha, yeah – amen, brothers!

Black Hearted Brother - (I Don't Mean To) Wonder

Beach Fossils - Adversity

nights go undisturbed
abuse in my lungs
I'm okay with it
if you're okay

help me out,
get me out

like a flame you hurt
abuse in my lungs
I'm okay with it
if you're okay


Music by Times Beach / Words by Steven Anthony

Stale DEMO - TimesBeach

solid ground
held my breath and heard the sound

atop a cliff
slipped off the edge
into the earth
into a spell

solid ground
hold your breath and heard the sound.


Music by Times Beach / Words by Steven Anthony

Solid Ground DEMO - TimesBeach

Oh Well, Okay

from the full-length <i>Hideout from the Feeders</i>, out November 12 from <a href="http://aloemusic.org/">Aloe Music</a>. 

ILLLS - Coma

<3 <3 <3 

Too Many Unfinished Projects, This One Was at 70% Completion, I Got Impatient.

reblog if u cri evritim

Inspired by the thought of Satsuki slowgrinding to Boards of Canada atop a Lowrider.

Baby Bash - Suga Suga (SEABLAZE REMIX)

Adventure Club is a Dj/Production Duo from Montreal
"We Don't Eat" Original song by James Vincent McMorrow, Dubstep remix by Adventure Club

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James Vincent McMorrow - We Don't Eat (Adventure Club Remix)

I'm trying to leave, I've been ready to go now 
say anything else, you've said nothing I want to hear
I've been ready to go, I've been dying to try you out
say anything else, you help me inside my head

I don't wanna leave, but you pressure me  
Ohh
I don't wanna run, but the kid has got his hand pointed like a gun.

I'm trying to leave, I've been dying to heal my heart
you help me inside, I've been dying heal my head

I don't wanna leave, but you pressure me  
Ohh
I don't wanna run, but the kid has got his hand pointed like a gun.

contorting, you're boring
but in a fashionable way.
Ohh (baby, baby...)


Music by Times Beach / Words by Steven Anthony

Boring DEMO - TimesBeach

Sigur Rós - Untitled #8 (a.k.a. popplagið / the pop song)

Sigur ros-gong

Sigur Rós - Untitled 4 (njósnavélin)

Paul - Vocals/Guitar 
Dave - Guitar 
Billy - Bass/Guitar 
Adam - Drums 

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered @ The Bottling Plant Studio by Iain MacDuff

The Cherry Wave -  Drown

Beach Fossils' new album 'Clash the Truth' out February 19, 2013 on Captured Tracks.

LTD LP: http://goo.gl/rLdXd
Regular edition LP/CD: http://goo.gl/5nR5M
iTunes: (LINK WILL BE PLACED HERE TOMORROW 2/9) 

Beach Fossils // In Vertigo (feat. Kazu Makino)

I can't save you,
nor do I want to,
all I can stand in the palm of my hand,
sing it like you mean it

I can't want you more than I already do,
all I can stand in the palm of my hand,
sing it like you mean it
all that I know is that the wind will blow,
sing it like you mean it

I can't save you,
nor do I want to,
all i can stand in the palm of my hand,
sing it like you mean it
sing it like you mean it
sing it like you mean it
sing it like you mean it


Music by Times Beach / Words by Steven Anthony

I Can't Save You DEMO - 2012 - TimesBeach

Wild Eyes - When its Over

Friends - Friend Crush

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Solid Ground DEMO - TimesBeach

TIMESBEACH