Tag: Post Animal

Go ahead and call your band Great Grandpa. You better have something pretty weird up your sleeve.

The composer stood over the gunwale, pressed the small button, and blew into the instrument, discharging the contents into the dark green waters below. If they had known it was going to be this type of floating market, they would have picked a different watercraft. This explained the unprecedented difficulties when trying to secure their transportation with the Colombo office. The ichthyologist indicated one of the floating structures, and began maneuvering their craft towards it. The composer took a breath and the signal, a brief segment of “Message To You Rudy”, went out from the melodica.

The guitarist for Big Thief has a solo outing, and it's truly stellar. "Maybe" is a nice groove to kick things off.

I really love Khruangbin, despite the pronounciation quandary they plunge me into whenever I play one of their songs.

Seriously kinetic, full of unexpected musical twists and turns, and at the same time prone to laying down an excellent drone beat.

Beach House's music always rings as the soundtrack to some brain-warped too-much-party film montage. WIth "Drunk In LA", their song titles are catching up with the vibe.

They're all over the place, but that's what I like about Post Animal. "Dirtpicker" owes much to the Jesus Lizard, especially in its title.

Naked Giants remind us that kicking things off with some herky-jerky funk punk beat is never a losing proposition.