Having about 10 hours sleep in 3 days is not good for you. Travelling for about 10 hours to get home is also a bit shit. But you know what? I can safely say it was the best weekend ever. I may look like a miserable swine, but it was truly amazing and beautiful. You don’t need to know why, because well..it isn’t music based. Just know that sometimes feeling utterly rough and delicate is worth it when you get to spend time with people you truly love and adore. Some that you see often, some that you rarely see. It was just beautiful, and I love them all. I should learn to show it I guess. Anyway, I also learnt that whiskey and Red Bull is never a good thing at all. Just no. NEVER. I didn’t know if I was going to fall asleep, die or feel like I could run a marathon. So it fair to say I am now okay with sitting in a dark room for a long time listening to music that makes me feel like I am surrounded by Alison Mosshart’s face and floating through the sky.
This is where exitpost come in.
My head cannot take anything that is RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH right now. You know what I mean? Please say you do because I don’t think I know what the actual word is. I want something peaceful and soothing.
exitpost make you feel as if you are being cradled. They make you feel like you are being gently held, and will not let go until you feel human. This is what I am getting from their music. Orphan Hill is a beautiful song that just makes you feel alive- even if you feel as rough as…*insert something crude if you wish.*
Orphan Hill is wonderful. I adore Ken’s vocals. Every word feels so sincere, and makes you think that everything is going to be okay. Let’s be honest, you feel at times everything is messed up and nothing will work out. There comes a point where this goes, and it turns around. I don’t know when but it does happen. It will happen. The debut EP is truly wonderful and just elevates the soul. Listen to it right here : http://exitpost.bandcamp.com/album/echo-location
If you feel like you have been hit by a baseball bat or something equally as crap, give exitpost a listen. Yes they are from New York but it really isn’t my fault that most the best bands are from there is it? No. There is something in the water, as they say.
This debut EP blesses you with courage, hope and wonder. There are hints of youth and uncertainty that follow throughout, and it is done in a way that makes you feel as if Ken has written these songs about you. Widow’s Peak is my favourite track off the EP. The lyrics just mean a hell of a lot. Lyrics are my main thing. Yet, I must say that the euphoric part of Trespasser (from 2.15 until end) is one of the most beautiful things ever.
It is oh so easy to lose sight of who you are at times. All too often people try to meddle in your life, tell you what to do and what not to do. You wonder why. Why do your actions mean so much to them? Maybe they don’t, they’re just looking for something to control because they are at a loss themselves. You see, it is easy for people to drag up another person’s misfortunes and errors rather than facing their own. People always want to take the easy way out, people never want to try. People have the power to be so vile and cruel. People can break you. There’s sometimes comfort in sadness, but there’s also isolation. Fake a smile if you must. Cry on a shoulder if you can. There’s a song to find the beauty in the darkness we sometimes feel. The aftermath is sometimes bits and pieces of destruction. Smashed bottles, torn furniture, ripped clothes and a chipped tooth. Where were you? Who were you? The come down is a bitch. You don’t have to have taken a thing. This is misery from feeling good. You seek peace. Inner peace. Inhale. Exhale. Inner peace is all you want.
I had half an hour to myself today before I had to be somewhere. As I’m just a regular nobody with nothing going for them, all it was was a hair cut. I had half hour to kill, so I took a walk. I went to the beach/promenade thing I guess you call it. The waves were crashing onto rocks. Hardly anyone was around. A few old couples walking their dogs, but that’s it. Just me, the sea and music. As usual, I was listening to The Kills.
The Kills are a band that I’ve never associated with a person. I used to think it’d be cool to do so you know? Because at times their lyrics are quite brutal but passionate. Loving but full of revenge. The more I listen to them, the less I feel the desire to do this. I’m glad because I think if I ever did associate them with anyone I’d fall apart. Jamie and Alison are beyond words. So I stood staring out at the sea. Goodnight Bad Morning starts playing. Something came over me. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to smile or anything. I just felt something. I felt as if I was the last person left in the world. I felt alone, but in a good way. I felt a gush of inner peace take over me. The song has always meant a lot to me. It always felt like a come down from something good, but not in a way that makes you want to experience the good all over again. Instead, you take the good and put it in the back of your mind, locked in your heart- with all the other good memories. No one can take it from you. Nothing can change them. You have them. Locked.
“The speed’s working, I see it in everyone. Like a lost idea under lightbulb sun. Your eyes, ready for take off melt in your head. What a beautiful state we are in.”
This is a perfect example of how wonderful their lyrics are. This verse this morning created deeper meaning than previous listens had. Everything about the way this song is sung, especially this verse just makes you feel so at ease. I’m far too laid back for my own good at times. Or maybe I just hate admitting what bothers me, or when someone gets to me you know? I’d rather ignore it, go read a book and waste my thoughts on something worthwhile. Maybe it is a good way to live, maybe it isn’t. All I know that today for those minutes I played this song, I felt weightless and untouchable. Not in an immortal way. Just that nothing and no one for that moment I had created, could bother me.
“The jailers in my mind are all dead. I love you so much, never forget. All of our secrets are coming undone. What a beautiful state we are in.”
I love this part because I feel, out of all the songs by The Kills that have touched on romance and love- this one truly sums it up the best. Real love is forgetting all the bad and staying with the good. It doesn’t have to be the romantic side of love. It can be any kind. You can have the most tumultuous relationship with your closest chum, but you know how much you love each other- and that’s all that matters. Forget the outsiders, it is just you and them. However, when I was listening to this song this morning I didn’t feel that way. I was preoccupied with the wave of inner peace I was feeling. As I listen to it now, I understand the words even more.
Life is a pain, but life has some good moments. Goodnight Bad Morning emulates that perfectly. In order to have the good, you’ve got to take the bad. It doesn’t matter how long the bad ride is, the good will happen. I’m constantly told to “keep trying” and to “be positive.” I’ll level with you, it is fucking draining and I’m unsure of why I try. I get nowhere. I get nowhere fast. I’m a nobody like the rest of them, but my purpose isn’t to be anything wonderful or to be something I am not comfortable with. You create your own moments of happiness and inner peace. I had mine this morning at 11am whilst watching the sea listening to the band that mean more to me than I can ever put into words. I looked at birds flying past- they are free. I watched the waves crash. I watched the ripples in the sea. I didn’t feel so hopeless. Maybe I found the one thing in life at the moment that makes me feel alright.
To hell with what others tell you to do, and how you should be. Create your own moments. Go it alone if you must. If they judge it is because they cannot do it. I’m grateful (understatement for sure) to The Kills because every feeling I’ve ever known is in their songs; and this morning, I am sure that my love for them over the past 10 years grew dramatically. I get it now, I really do. You’ve got to do things your own way.
*I don’t expect any of this to make sense to anyone. I never do.
Garage rock at its sheer finest. My favourite threesome (easy now) from Cape Town. A brutal force that goes all the way through you and makes you think, “Fuck me I’ve got to play that again. And again.” It’s something highly unreal, but you better believe.
If you’ve got half a brain cell you can probably tell I really dig The Future Primitives. You know why? You should know why. I love them oh so much because they capture the true essence of Garage rock. Now, if you listen to most Garage rock bands (go back to The Gruesomes etc) and you’ll hear it is quite simple. Nowadays some bands just fanny around with certain genres and balls it up. The Future Primitives don’t. They stay true to the art form of making music. They stay true to the very foundations of Garage rock.
Their new single/video, Try Something On That’s Really You is like a pleasurable kick in the face. As someone who has been hit in the face a few times, this is a pleasurable feeling. The song that is, not being smacked in the face.
I could go on and on about how much I love this band, and how much I really enjoy this song but you should check it out for yourself right here:
I just want to say that I love the line, “You just lost your place in my head.” RIGHT ON! There’s a few that I could direct that line to..but I don’t think they deserve such a song. Instead, I’ll just appreciate this brilliant single. You should do the same!
Music doesn’t have to be hyped up to high heaven or over-produced in order for it to be nothing short of amazing. It doesn’t have to have so much going on that you lose sight of its meaning. Sometimes when it is so simple and stripped back, you truly see and hear how beautiful something is. You can apply this to anything in life. People, books, places- it doesn’t have to be covered in nonsense in order for it to be the most chilling and haunting thing you have ever heard.
I love voices that are the strongest part of a band. Voices that really lure you in. Voices that make you stay with the band for as long as they are around. When they create a sound that is like nothing else, you find yourself being utterly enthralled by it all. It doesn’t have to posses strange effects in order for it to be the most ethereal thing you have ever heard.
The Long Wives is just one person. One beautiful person who makes music that is glued to your heart. It owns your heart, it is YOUR heart. The Long Wives is Brandy St.John. The Long Wives are one of my favourite acts to come from Los Angeles.
Brandy’s voice is haunting. Her bio says her music is, “Songs about death and love, and the death of love.” Just reading this is enough for me to know I’m going to love her music. As I play her music writing this, I cannot help but wish all music was as bare and as courageous as this. Why isn’t all music as exposed and vulnerable as this? You shouldn’t be scared to cast yourself wide open. Then again, from personal experience I have learnt that being honest about your feelings is never a good thing. Ever.
Then we have artists such as Brandy who make it okay. She sings songs that are about things people constantly fear. Death and love. If anything, the way she writes makes you feel comfortable with these two things. They are the things in life that you cannot avoid. Like it or not, you’re going to die. Like it or not, you’ll fall in love. Not sure how many times or when it will happen, but it will. Sometimes you just have to kick fear in the face. Or walk away. Make the best decision you can for yourself.
Judas Hex is my favourite track by The Long Wives. She writes like Patti Smith. By this I mean, her words are pure poetry. The music is simple and the lyrics are captivating. Everything she does is just a piece of heaven. Every song I have listened to oozes truth. It oozes so much honesty. It is like an exorcism for the soul. With all my heart I’d love to turn my friends onto her music, but as I listen to her I feel like I do when I listen to Warpaint. This is such a private and sacred experience. To share this with anyone may strip away all her music is starting to mean to me.
I know what I want to say. God..I have so much I want to say about this music. It makes me want to put some clothes in a bag, and start my life in LA. I’m giving myself to 30 to make this happen. I’ve got just under 4 years to do this. If anyone wants to help, FEEL FREE. Her music makes me feel like something is going on that..is beyond my understanding. I hope you feel the same way too when you listen to her. You cannot help but feel as if she has got inside your thoughts and turned them into something beautiful; no matter how ugly it may leave you feeling.
Hand on heart, she has a voice that I can say is one of the most stunning and perfect voices I have ever EVER heard. I know I fall instantly in love with bands on what seems a daily basis, but this right here is something I will be still clinging onto in years to come. In an ideal world this would be the kind of music you hear everywhere. But you don’t. Maybe it is a good thing because those who are fortunate to find music as deep and as soothing as this will love it for life.
There’s beauty in the darkness and there is beauty in the feelings that can sometimes petrify us. To allow us to see it sometimes means we have to turn to others to rip it out from us. The Long Wives does exactly this. This is what has left me in awe with The Long Wives. Not just that one person does all of this, but how they do it. I know people throw the word “perfect” about without even meaning it- but I truly do here. Her music is just perfect, and what’s more- you can tell it comes from the heart. A place some of us shy away from and ignore.
For the past week or so I have been waiting and waiting for this video to come out. The Creeping Ivies are the best band to come out of Scotland since The Jesus And Mary Chain. Oh and Shirley Manson too of course! That woman is my one true inspiration. So yes, The Creeping Ivies are THAT perfect.
Ghost Train is a brilliant video. It is as eerie as the song. The song sounds like The Cramps got busy with Siouxsie Sioux. That’s always a good thing. The Creeping Ivies are pretty much everything I love about music. They have a creepy sound made by two. They are loud and brutal. For me they are like a freaky version of The Kills. I just bloody adore this band a hell of a lot. I must say, they are my favourite new (ish) band of the year. The EP that it is taken from is stunning.
Don’t put Becca and Duncan into any genre, they go beyond everything that is around right now. Enjoy the video.
The video was done by Ciaran Lyons and you can find out more about him here: www.seaoflyons.com
Maybe it is because I like being asleep more than I like being awake. Mainly because I can’t be a burden to anyone/anything. But when you are out of an evening, and it gets to around 2/3am..there’s a part of you that starts to think “Why am I doing this to myself? I’m not drunk, I’ve still got my shoes and jacket. I’m not drunk, I can walk in a straight line and I know my name.” I don’t understand people who get drunk to the point of losing their shit (or taking a shit in the street) and are just a mess. You know the kind. Everyone knows someone who is all “OH MY GOD I WAS SO DRUNK LAST NIGHT. I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER. ALCOHOL ALCOHOL ALCOHOL.” We all know them, and we probably want to punch them. Or maybe it is just me. I don’t need to drink my weight in wine to wake up with a migraine, it happens most days. Go read a book yo. Anyway, you get this feeling after a certain point. Maybe it is boredom, or maybe it is the desire to just go home and sleep. Or maybe you know there is more to life than this. Bands can sum up this feeling for you. A song can.
I’ve found Cold Cave are the band that do this for me, but this evening I found another band.
Virginia Plain are a Brooklyn based band that sum up this feeling extremely well. There is a word for it, but I’m obviously struggling to find out what the hell it is. Maybe it is boredom. Modern life is a bore. I don’t understand Iphones, Kindles and the point of Instagram. Your photo was taken two fucking seconds ago- IT ISN’T FUCKING VINTAGE. It just pisses me off a lot. I’ve got rage towards it. But I’m the only one who holds this view, so I’m led to believe I cannot vocalise it to anyone. So I don’t. Instead, I’m called various names. I’ve learnt to never say a word to anyone. Fuck it.
So Virginia Plain. They have this classical feel to(I said classical, not vintage fool.) Alfra has a classical voice that sounds so delicate over a dark synth based sound. I think this is one of my weaknesses in life. Described as “Horror-Disco” seems pretty fitting to be honest. They’ll make you want to dance, but in some parts you’ll be scared half to death. Only have. Half death, half lust for life. Possibly. Depends on what kind of disposition you have, I guess.
I’ll just get straight to the point- they’re also from Brooklyn/based there. It seems like anything from BK (look, if Foxy Brown can call it BK so can I. I love Foxy) is pretty incredible. A lot of what I listen to seems to be from there and the West Coast. In my mind this all means “OLIVIA GET THE FUCK OUT OF ENGLAND NOW..GO TO AMERICA.” I am trying, but as ever I guess- I’m not trying hard enough. Brooklyn doesn’t have a specific sound, it just has the ability to produce music that actually means something. Songs that make that crippling feeling at 3am fade away. Songs that make the days less dull. They shake all that loneliness you sometimes feel with something strong enough to give you hope. Maybe I’m being far too cheerful for my own good right now, but that’s my take on it.
Swamp Thing is my favourite track. Hang on actually, it is one of my favourite tracks of the year. I’ve had it on repeat for the past half hour. I don’t want to listen to anything else. You know Sheffield’s finest (and no more..sadly) The Long Blondes? Do you remember Kate Jackson’s clear, crisp and sensual voice? Alfra is EXACTLY the same. A sense of nostalgia is poured all over you as you listen to this song. They remind me so so much of Cold Cave. I love them. I just adore Swamp Thing. I want it playing all the time, it seems nothing else is going to make me happy the rest of the evening so I’ll have it on constant repeat. I want you to do the same so please listen to it here: http://virginiaplain.bandcamp.com/track/swamp-thing
They make you feel as if you are part of an unknown world. Listening to them is a sacred experience. It is a secret. You don’t know if you want to share this moment with anyone. I was torn about writing about them because I thought “I want this band for my own.” Then I realised the whole point of what I do is to give YOU (whoever you may be) some brilliant new bands to fall in love with. This is evidently love at first listen, and has now possibly turned into another obsession that I’ll refuse to shake.
I can only hope they come to the UK. I’d love to see them in some dark dark cave like club, no barrier between you and them, the synths taking over you and sweat pouring out of you. Maybe your own, maybe not. It doesn’t matter. This band will make you feel alive. This band will shake the 3am dread. This band is one of the best things to have happened this year. If not THE best thing to have happened this year.
When I went to Uni in 2006 (I feel old typing that..shit) I pretty much followed the band Gossip up and down the UK on every tour they did between 2006-2008. All my records and posters got signed, handshakes and kisses, tears and hospital trips (I got a bit excited during a few shows, banged my hand on the barrier for a LONG time and my hand had swollen up the size of about 3 melons. Not good, much fun though. I’d do it again..I still do, sometimes.) I adored them. They were my life way before I went to Uni, but this was the only time I was able to see them live. They made me feel at ease with my sexuality, and honestly- if it wasn’t for them I’d be another homosexual in the closet. That isn’t living. Not at all. Every gig I went to made me feel alive, like I was part of something. I was at the front and sang (if you can call it that) as loudly as I could.
It wasn’t just Gossip that blew me away with their live show. Their support act in my eyes, was just as mesmirising as them.
Comanechi were the band I saw support Gossip the very first time I went to a Gossip show. There was just two of them. Simon on guitar and Akiko on drums and vocals. I’m always fascinated by drummers that sing. They probably work harder than most, especially live. Just two of them making this brutal noise. I can’t remember how the crowd felt about them, but I was in love. Maybe because a really hot girl was on drums singing a song about being naked, and I just thought it was the most incredible thing ever.
I bought their EP straight away. I think I told Akiko I loved her or something terribly embarrassing. They became as important as Gossip to me. On some other shows, Akiko would play with her other band Pre. Which you must also go listen to. Comanechi and Pre are both as brutal and as loud as each other.
Alright. Comanechi make music that is loud enough to tear a layer of skin off your face. It is played with such force. You don’t know if you are angry, aroused, hyped up or just in some weird trance. There’s no point in trying to figure it out. Just go with it.
Their songs are short, in your face and noisy. I loved them then, and I love them now. They’ve got a new single out called Major Move on Monday. Be kind and pre-order it here :http://comanechi.bigcartel.com/product/major-move
They have a Punk attitude and play like a Death Metal band. It works. It really works.
aggressive, rowdy and lucid. They deserve to be absolutely huge.
They’re two musicians who I believe are so underrated. By rights this is the kind of music that should be blowing up the airwaves. If you love them, treasure them. Please.
There’s always a band, a song, a record that changes everything for you. It can be specific point in a song that just makes you think “Oh shit..this is it .THIS IS IT.” You don’t care if the end of the world comes because you’re in the midst of hearing something truly incredible. It doesn’t have to be a song from decades ago. It could be a song you heard this week, there’s no time constraint on this. It’s all about that moment, and how it makes you feel. For instance, most of these intense feelings for me, come from hearing Warpaint. Certain songs have precise moments that conjure up this feeling. Beach House too. But if we’re going back in time, I’m taking it back to the time of Velvet Underground.
Velvet Underground indulged in drug riddled, sexually fuelled and decadent lyrics. Thing is, these things are only seen as decadent by those who are small-minded and prudish, you know? No good ever came from being small-minded. I’m not saying let’s all go have drug induced orgies in the street. Can you imagine if that ever happened? “Yeah what happened was..I was err…well, Lou Reed’s voice just turned me on and this happened.” It could happen. Let’s hope it does, just to shock everyone.
I remember first hearing Venus In Furs when I was very very young. My uncle is a HUGE fan of anything Lou Reed has ever done (doubt he rates the Metallica thing.) And I remember one day being played the first Velvet Underground record. It was like some kind of epiphany. I wasn’t just hearing a collection of songs. I was hearing poetry. I was hearing music that would go on to play such a huge role in my life. It is Lou’s lyrics in general that have this wonderful grip on me.
Venus In Furs is a song that hypnotises you. There is something about the way it creeps up on you, swirls itself in and out of you. Then it eventually wraps itself around you like a serpent, holding onto you for the rest of time. You don’t allow yourself to feel this strongly towards any other song because this one..man this one just makes you come alive.
This is just musically. Lyrically it’ll leave you weeping into your hands because you know that there is no other song in the world that has been written like this since. Others probably try to write something as powerful as this. The lyrics in this song are sheer poetry.
The song oozes ideas of bondage and submission. The way Lou delves into this world is in a way that, anyone else would probably make it so smutty and degrading. He does it in a way that sounds like something that just happens, anyone else would make it extremely perverse. Maybe at the time it was.
The intro of the song is carried throughout the song. It sounds a bit like nails on a chalkboard. It makes your face crease up, you squirm. Like you are writhing about in pain. But do you turn away? Nah. Far from it. You keep going. You stay with this. There are parts of this song that mean more to me than any other song I have ever heard. Lou manages to sum up exactly how I feel in one verse. No other song can actually get to the core like he did with this song :
“I am tired, I am weary. I could sleep for a thousand years. A thousand dreams that would awake me. Different colours made of tears.”
I just adore this so much. I guess it is because I constantly feel like this. Tired. Always tired. The rest of the song? I cannot relate to. But, like I’ve stated- this song changed everything for me. It just makes you appreciate music in a different way. It’s on a different level to anything before or after it.
The song is full of sinister lines that make you smirk. If you just listen to the song casually and take nothing in, you’re not listening to it properly. I’ve played the song so many times, and every time I notice a different line to just love.
“Taste the whip, in love not given lightly.”
I think even if you weren’t sure on the subject matter of this brilliant track, this line sums up exactly what it is about. Dark and twisted. Would you have it any other way? Of course you wouldn’t.
If I was going to introduce someone to Velvet Underground (I’d take much pleasure in doing so I reckon) this would be the song I’d use firstly. I suppose if this didn’t do anything for them I’d be hurt in some way ha. Maybe it is THE ultimate Velvet Underground song. I’ll always regard it as one of the greatest songs ever written. I do think though, my heart has a firm attachment to Run Run Run (hence the blog name Gypsy Death And You…reference to The Kills of course!) I just have so much love and respect for Velvet Underground.
Songs as deep and as raw as this do not exist anymore. They do not have that intense build-up within them. I am fascinated by how the intro is throughout and makes you squirm. Play this song to the most uptight and prudish person you know, watch their reaction. You’ll want to film it. Unless they are not a deep thinker. If that’s the case, they won’t get it will they. Shame.
Velvet Underground are a band I feel that when you listen to them for the first time- that’s it. You’re hooked. It doesn’t matter at what point in your life you are turned onto them, their music is timeless. GOOD music is just like that. You still feel part of it no matter what. They started something no one else has managed to even compete with. Those that are influenced by them carry their importance around and spread the word. Velvet Underground went beyond being just a band. Venus In Furs has all these different layers to it then you truly get from listening through headphones. Something takes you over. Hooked and hypnotised. Just how it should be. When a song like this comes from a band’s debut record, you know you have found something life-changing and inspiring.
“Nicole was born inside a volcano. Daniel was born inside a tree. Jonathan was born in a cat’s mouth.”
Then every single part of you knows you have probably found a band you are going to love for a long time. You listen to their music, and you think “What would it be like to be born inside a tree? Or inside a volcano? Or with cats in my mouth?” If you don’t then you are either what society calls “normal” or you are scared to be a bit mental. Or both. If do any of these things, I want us to be best friends. But if you have a Ted Bundy vibe about you then err…maybe not. That’s not good for anyone. Apparently he was a charmer. Okay..okay. Wow.
Eternal Summers are charming. But on the safe kind. Even if one was born inside a volcano. Better than a hospital, right?
You want them to fit in a genre? Don’t bother. Just don’t. When you start wanting to put bands in a category you strip away all they are, and you poison their art. Or something as bad as that. I just love them. And how could you not?
You want songs you can sing along to? CHECK. You want songs that make summer FUN? CHECK. You want a band that make you act a bit crazy? CHECK. What I’m getting at is, that Eternal Summers are fucking brilliant. Stunning and perfect. Dreamy sounds and catchy vocals. It isn’t about who has the best produced record, it is about who puts the most heart into it. They truly play with passion, and that’s lacking in most bands.
They formed back in 2008 originally as a duo. Well, regardless of how many of them are in the band- they’re awesome. You know when you hear something so good and you try to vocalise how much you dig them without sounding like an obsessive dick? That’s pretty much what I’m doing aren’t I? I don’t think I’m doing too well.
I’m not going to tell you who they sound like or anything like that. You know I hate doing that, and honestly I can’t think of anyone else they sound like. Which is a bloody good thing.
Go listen. Spend the rest of the afternoon listening to them.
Brighton. It’s lovely there. Nick Cave lives there. Nick Cave is a GOD. Disagree? Well, why? Just why? I couldn’t trust anyone who didn’t see how much of a genius that man is. He really is. Go listen to him. He’ll change your life. Then go read his novels. Actually, read his novels whilst listening to his music. That’ll probably work out better for you.
Completely different style of music altogether, also from Brighton is 21-year-old Moya (they say you should never state the age of a lady but 21 is an alright age…I remember when I was 21…I prefer 25 to be honest.)
She has a new song out real soon, but I just want to mention a video that was shot underwater. The last video I fell in love with that was shot underwater was Warpaint by Warpaint. I’m evidently able to mention them in anything. I just love them. It’s possibly more than love? Alright. So, Moya did a video underwater :
Lovely isn’t it? Makes you want to go for a swim. I can’t swim..so I’ll have to settle with a bath. Although, I’ve just had a shower.
Her new single, Lost And Found is take from her debut record of the same name (which is out July 2nd.) She’s also covered a Primal Scream track. I’m not a fan of covers usually, but this is beautiful.
Okay so her new single Lost And Found is already out, and next week you should probably go get her debut record.
http://www.moyamusic.com/ Her website has some pretty cool stuff you can download. And if you’re as weird as me, you’ll probably enjoy her clothes and hair.
Remember, 2nd July. Next Monday. Lost And Found is OUT.
Beat In My Bones. 