Ever imagine Kim and Kelly Deal collaborating with Neil Young on a song about that stuff that you do that you don’t want anyone to know you do (or did ) ? Now you don’t have to, because Partner have invented it. It’s a song, and an eternal truth, and epitomizes what Partner are about : chorus’s and self- flagellating truth telling…but fun, if that makes sense.
The debut album “In Search of Lost Time” is due out in September and judging by the tracks they’ve kicked out so far, it contains no bad songs : every one thus far has been a freakin’ diamond.
And hey do yourself a favor and check out another truly fine track off the forthcoming album ,”Play the Field”, a popped out, new wave diary of teenage lust, sports bras, and the sacrifice of dignity.
Bonus: Oh no, just had an 80’s flashback, and gonna attach this piece of pop absurdity that sounds like a distant forefather of “Play the Field”, and spontaneously popped into mind . It’s by MOR legend Gino Vannelli, it’s ridiculous and it kinda rules.
Here are August’s ( so far) Playlists ! Featuring some fine things that surfaced this month (and before that) , compiled neatly together, to bend an ear to. There are songs we haven’t talked about, and a few we have, and they are all mighty fine.
Below you will find links for both a Soundcloud and a Spotify playlist. Why both ? Well, some of the tracks on Soundcloud are not currently offered on Spotify, and we don’t want anything to fall through the cracks! In other words, it’s worth checking ’em both out so you don’t miss discovering something special. Go on now and introduce yourself…
Urgent, frantic, but also romantic in it’s exultation of the word ‘radio” as in the old school, “the radio is my lifeline” way, which is pretty damn romantic. Anyhow, this is a true power pop anthem, and could possibly make your heart explode.
An ecstatic Go-Go’s/Bangles/60’s girl group hybrid, set to a motorik-krautrock beat ( no really), this is pop of the highest order, and in a perfect world, at this very moment, it is blasting from a radio in a pink convertible rolling defiantly down the Pacific Coast Highway, and not looking back.
Holy sheez, the guitar on this is sticky, and lethal, and pretty impossible to evict from your head once it’s introduced itself. The whole song sits close to both Sleater-Kinney, and the year of 1994, and will spit in your eye and walk away, and you’ll like it.
While it’s a pretty common thing in hip hop for artists to reference themselves by name in songs, it’s not that often you hear it in a rock song…okay, you know where this is going. Vivienne Chi’s new song is called, yup, “Vivienne”, and it’s a little rollercoaster. It’s all about those inner voices telling you what to do, guiding you or misguiding you, and goes from quiet to loud and back again, whilst flirting openly with Kate Bush…and there’s something indescribably special about it.
Now don’t be scared but this is a power ballad, possessing the requisite booming vocal, and gigantic tune…but it’s topic is bigger than the standard “I miss you”, or “I’m leaving this town”, you get in those kinds of things 99% of the time. It’s touching upon knowing someone in this life, and feeling like you’ve already experienced the same situations with them in another time, place, or astral plane. And feeling that what’s happening now isn’t a singular stand alone experience. And then wondering what the future holds with all that, and if there’s an ultimate resolution to the connection. Yes, pretty heavy…but know what, at the end of the day, this is one big fat tune, and singer Devin Davis tears it up vocally, and it just kicks ass, so go on and hold it to your heart.
Twin Weaver are a 4 piece band out of Capetown, South Africa, and this song is many, many, many things. It’s post punk. It’s twee. It’s krautrock. It’s the Breeders. All of this at the same time, and all the more wonderful for it.
This is not a song, it’s a living, breathing, sneering, sarcastic babe wandering confusedly yet confidently through the night. It’s punk ( Slits), it’s pop ( Lily Allen kinda), and just bitchin’.
Ooh, this is no joke, it’s just a beauteous, earnest, and 90’s all over R & B ballad, with a couple of watery, shaky vocal moments, that’ll completely stick to your heart. The vocal brings to mind the sensuous crooning of diva Chante Moore, while the song itself is reminiscent of Marsha ( Floetry) Ambrosius’s finest stuff. And so tonight we’re gonna cry like it’s 1993.