So last week I grumbled about pretty much everything - sucky weather, utter broke-ness, and the lack of good new jams. I was your prototypical anonymous cynic of the internets!
This week is different. It's currently 75 degrees in Oakland with fair skies, and I'm stoked on a new track. I am however, still broke, but I'm always broke.
French swirly dream pop band M83 dropped new single "Midnight City" off the forthcoming Hurry Up, We're Dreaming. This succeeds John Hughes-movie- soundtrack-inspired LP Saturdays=Youth, which was a damn near perfect record for ME. I mean, c'mon, an atmospheric synth-pop record inspired by moments like Ferris and Sloane bidding goodbye after a long, radical day to Dream Academy's "The Edge of Forever"?
Saturdays=Youth was a record tailor-made for this kid who thought Shermer, Illinois was real way before Jay and Silent Bob.
New single "Midnight City" doesn't sound far off, era-wise. There's a huge sax solo at the end. I've heard this so many times before (Psychedelic Furs' "Heartbreak Beat") but with that, it hits every note of nostalgia without sounding old.
The double(!) record comes out October 18 on Mute, followed by a gig at SF's Independent on November 10.
This is not a dream, it's simply up the street from my house. Old Hooper's Chocolates became a skate shop. Telegraph Ave, Oakland, CA.
Bought this record today and the artwork and packaging is on point.
Album Art: Wild Nothing, Nocturne
http://player.vimeo.com/video/20535037?color=cccccc
Yelle's two-part video for singles "Safari Disco Club" and "Que veux tu."
She's another French over-achiever (I sense a theme these past few weeks in stereo land...) and she's playing the Regency Ballroom on May 19th in San Francisco. There's just something about a lovely brunette singing sugary and addictive songs to me in French. Translation: dance.
Call it an off day, hell, an off week.
There's been a handful of new-ish to new tracks I've been wanting to get stoked on enough to post here, but I'm at a loss.
I'm absolutely broke (yet fabulous!) so no outstanding events this weekend to report on. To top it off, the weather sucks. You know, in that way only a Bay Area summer can suck it up, where you wonder, "this is what it must be like living in Seattle year-round."
It's cool, we're still in California folks (well, at least us fortunate ones), so there's that.
Here's an ode to the feeling, to the near rarity, of a warm San Francisco night.
I thought I loved this band. Now I simply adore them. Just watched this today. It’s a fucking gift.