Layers, man. What layers, mon. This ish right here makes you wonder if you can finally shake hands with that strange bowler-wearing-menace that pops up on your shoulder now and then after a picking a few plants and seeing how they taste.
England-based Tindersticks just released a new album. It's good ish, riddled with a melange of narrative lyrics and easy vibing, resonating grooves. They released a video for "Medicine." Mostly still shots and camera work, it paints the anatomy of the bands Le Chien Chanceux Studio. There are multiple links from which you can stream the album from their website.
One by one my fingers lose their grip and the ultimate peril of falling 7,000 feet into a river of blood greets me kindly. Time is running out. Fucking pygmies.
Pointillism is a crazy technique. Branching from the Impressionism movement, with artists like Monet and Van Gogh (though considered post-Impressionism, he's definitely in the know of making his 'points'), Pointillism has developed from slashing the canvas with strokes of life to pinpointing every detail to the finest degree.
This is what I would like to think happens when you get smashed in the face with a frying pan a la angry italian grandmother.
(It's about the final product [THE END]). So much of the last century has been extricating that sentiment from accepted art. Insert ---Pollock, De Kooning, Rauschenberg--- here. They did the leg work. They were also ingeniously genius, what was ineffably needed to flip the paradigm for modern art. But flip and switch they did, and here we are, eons away from classic Renaissance realism in a world filled with neon light up shoes and acid spitting tongues (?).
Like an oracular spaceship from 1850 fell on a museum filled with rhino security guards and leftover horses-sharks from an underground evil-plotting lair. Or just some super original steampunk sculptures.
The Alex behind the mask of Edward, Alex Ebert, frontman of Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes, just released a solo album and for those already fans, your future lies in being pleased and gentle-fied.
Making a checklist before you kick the bucket is "of course." Slap on your shoes, point to the stars, take a running start and kick the shit out of that bucket. But OHH, 'kicking the bucket' is DYING, in some places here or another.