Father, Son, Holy Ghost by Girls 99 Nilla wafers
This is a really nice album in many ways. I'm not sure I'm comfortable with linking this album to MGMT as some websites do, because I feel the purpose and intent is entirely different. There's an ambiance that is currently eluding my description, but it's one worth checking out. The sounds and intentions seem pure and undiluted. Cool guitar rifts. Strange, lost vocals. Think moody Beatles meets Race Horses. (Maybe a little Pink Floyd minus the pretensions...?) It has a lot of the qualities you'd look for in a soundtrack for "finding yourself". Pack this one for a road trip.
Velociraptor by Casabian 18 lolcats
This album leaves me at a bit of a loss. Some songs seem to leave the listener behind. I realize it seems harsh, but I don't listen to music I don't like, don't worry. It just seems half-conjealed somehow. I feel there was some idea floating around the band, "Man, we're so good, let's do some really weird crap. Weird, weird crap. And when people say they don't get it, we'll say, 'Of course you don't. Not now anyway. We've transcended you.'" My opinion is that some of it worked, some of it didn't. It's a collision of the Gorillaz, Arctic Monkeys, the Butthole Surfers, and egoism. Take a handful of songs, flush the rest. Repeat if residue remains.
Cultural Note: I went to a great little town not far from here called Jerez de los Caballeros. It's supposed to be the Seville of Extremadura. I think that's a bit of an exaggeration in some ways, but not all. It's built in an incredibly hilly area, lending itself to lots of cool little curving narrow streets with charming shops and bars. There are four main church towers, easily visible from various parts of the town and the freeway outside of the city limits, again because of the hills. There's a tiny Roman theater. There will be a meat festival in April which I fully intend to see.
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