Goldsoundz - Rodeo (from Relations, out now on KIM)
Watch This Amazing Lo-Fi Band Play In A Living Room. You Won’t Believe What Happens At 1:48.
(it’s a guitar solo.)
Olympique - The Reason I Came (from Crystal Palace, out in autumn 2014)
I once had a really nice holiday at the Isonzo (I assume that river is the Isonzo). Otherwise I can’t think of anything to say about this video with all its foggy forests, slow motion running and dramatic rocking out in landscapes more exciting than the song.
Erwin & Edwin ft. Gesangskapelle Hermann - Nudlsuppn
Since there’s no deviation from the regular Erwin & Edwin sound on this song, here’s a story on noodle soup: My sister is and has always been the world’s biggest fan of noodle soup and when she was a kid she used to be too impatient for the soup to be cooled down enough to eat. So my mother always poured some broth into the saucer that my sister ate while the soup cooled down. Which was great thinking on our mother’s part because otherwise my sister would’ve terrorized our surroundings with her screaming about not getting to eat noodle soup right now, this very second, this instant, NOW.
One crappy cellphone picture of NOWHERE TRAIN at Stadtsaal, Vienna, 12 May 2014
Selten so viele hemmungslos besoffene Männer auf einer Bühne vereint gesehen. Das war in den Momenten, wo es nicht sowieso spirituell-reinigend americanamäßig war, durchaus auch unterhaltsam. Und chaotisch. Und insgesamt schön.
Wanda - Schickt mir die Post (single out now on Problembär Records)
When I first listened to this song, I though that this is like a sloppy, slightly morbid, dirty Peter Alexander song. The video’s aesthetics didn’t help me change my mind but then again, sloppy, morbid, dirty Peter Alexander songs are kind of a dream genre for me.
One crappy cellphone picture of GERARD at Poolbar mit Pratersauna, Pratersauna, Vienna, 10 May 2014
Ein paar Tage nach diesem unerklärlichen Auftritt von Gerard mit Jennifer Rostock am Amadeus gab es beim Wien-Ableger des Poolbar-Festivals in der Pratersauna ein reguläres Gerard-Heimspiel zu sehen, während Conchita Wurst in Kopenhagen den Eurovision Song Contest gewonnen hat.
Wahnsinn, wie sich die “Zu-ga-be”-Rufe nach und nach in “Lis-sa-bon”-Rufe verwandelt haben. Ja, das war ein würdiges Alternativprogramm zur Songcontest-Party, die wir für dieses Konzert frühzeitig verlassen mussten.
One crappy cellphone picture of the MILE ME DEAF album release show at EKH, Vienna, 9 May 2014
There was a cowbell.
Granted, other interesting things happened as well - like the attempt to stagedive, or the cardboard figures from the album cover on the stage, or the EKH being an overall interesting place - but the cowbell thing was the best.
Garish - Bring mich auf Ideen (Hamburger Küchensessions)
I am endlessly sad that I missed Garish on their recent tour because everytime I saw them before, it was magic. This video captures only a fraction of the greatness, but it is a small compensation.
One crappy cellphone picture of TRULS at Spot Festival 2014, Atlas, Aarhus, Denmark, May 3rd
It’s not like I don’t have a slightly less blurry picture of Truls. I do. But I don’t have a slightly less blurry picture of Truls with the champagne bottle.
Truls was a lot of fun. He brought you back to earth after the amazing but emotionally draining Kellermensch set and then he made you jump. And that’s what’s so great about those city-festivals. You have this bulky, metal-psychedelia monster of a show and then you have, right after that, Truls’ falsetto pop, with just the right amount of kitsch and synth and champagne.
One crappy cellphone picture of KELLERMENSCH at Spot Festival 2014, Musikhuset, Aarhus, Denmark, May 3
This was the best. I had listened to Kellermensch in the Spot Spotify playlist and thought that this was simply rock’n’roll that was a little too hard and a little too unmelodic for me but I was so wrong. Kellermensch were my favourite Spot act. They work so much better live than on record and display a very intense energy (which was only amplified by the great venue). And now that I’ve seen them live, I can also appreciate their studio versions more.
They’re not coming anywhere near Austria for a while, so y’all just have to believe me for the time being.
One crappy cellphone picture of SLEEP PARTY PEOPLE at Spot Festival 2014, Atlas, Aarhus, Denmark, May 3
One crappy cellphone picture of GO GO BERLIN at Spot Festival 2014, SCC, Aarhus, Denmark, 3 May 2014
They’re huge in Denmark. When I came into the venue, everybody in the front rows had their hands in the air. When I left the venue, they had just performed that trick where the singer stops singing and asks the audience to take over, and everybody knew the words.
The theme of the lyrics was something about how we all die young, and combined with that very Kings-Of-Leonesque voice and setup, I can see how they appeal to the masses. Expect to see them at a festival (that maybe can’t afford Kings Of Leon themselves) near you soon.
One crappy cellphone picture of CHOIR OF YOUNG BELIEVERS at Spot Festival 2014, Voxhall, Aarhus, Denmark, 2 May 2014
Saxophones were everywhere at this year’s Spot Festival. Here, it sounded a lot like Culture Club, and that was weird for me since I’d always, based on the three Choir Of Young Believers songs I knew, put them in the hymnic/melancholic/euphoric indie category.
One crappy cellphone picture of NORDLYD feat. ANE BRUN, MIKAEL SIMPSON and ALICE BOMAN at Spot Festival 2014, Musikhuset (Store Sal), Aarhus, Denmark, 2 May 2014
We actually wanted to see the other orchestra that performed Kraftwerk songs, but then we ended up here and that wasn’t bad either. Although I was thrilled at first that Alice Boman was performing, her songs seemed a little too simple and flat against the orchestral background. But basically I would’ve listened to anything in that amazing venue.
Countries: Norway, Denmark, Sweden
One crappy cellphone picture of VÖK at Spot Festival 2014, Voxhall, Aarhus, Denmark, 2 May 2014
Sometimes (hardly ever, but sometimes) a PR text is so spot on that there’s not much to add to it. The Spot description of Icelanders Vök promised us Björk meets The xx, and that is exactly what we got, plus a saxophone.
Saxophones. They’re the new banjos.