Desert Spoon Blues - A Life, A Song, A Cigarette
A while ago we were invited to A Life, A Song, A Cigarette’s new studio that they built after the previous owner got busted for using the workshop as a weed plantation to listed to their new album Tideland. Because music journalists are nothing if not easily bought and everybody knows it, there was a big buffet of schnitzel and heurigenschmankerl.
Tideland saw its release yesterday but you can also listen to the whole album on Soundcloud and/or read the jumbled thoughts I had about it a couple of weeks ago:
As someone who has always found ALASAC to be a bit too bland, I was very glad to hear that they’ve taken a faster, a bit more aggressive approach onTideland, especially in the first half of the album where some of the guitar parts reminded me of Hope Of The States, a band I previously would’ve never had associated with ALASAC. With a bit of fantasy you can even turn “Ginger” into an indie version of a Ricky Martin song. Okay, a lot of fantasy. There is still enough of that white boy indie-folk charm, so don’t worry.
I particularly liked one song whose titles I didn’t write down but it had the line “they put a smile on your face and they sell you cheap wine” (perfect relationship!) and some rust-rest wordplay that we’re just going to assume is an hommage to Neil Young.