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Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Record Roundup: Rock'n'Pop Adjacent

There are number of releases at least adjacent to rock and pop that have been energizing me throughout 2021. Get into these albums (and one playlist) and get all the feels, from raucous to reflective.   

The Muckers - Endeavor Thanks to kick-ass releases by Jane Church and Frankie and the Witch Fingers, I always keep an eye on what Greenway Records is putting out, which is how this caught my ear. Led by Emir Mohseni, their sleekly propulsive psych-rock generates excitement at any volume. Between Mohseni and rhythm guitarist Chris Cawley, much of the riffage has a subtle funkiness. Anthony Azarmgin and John Zimmerman's bass and drums keep things moving in tireless and unfussy fashion. I can imagine The Muckers being a complete thrill in a club setting and will find out for myself when the time is right.

Acid Dad - Take It From The Dead I've been keeping a close eye on this band since at least 2016, when  I noted the "riff-tastic garage rock" on their Let's Plan A Robbery EP in my Best Of 2016: Rock, Folk, Etc. However, I felt then, and on their 2019 debut album, that they could push their sound more. And they have! Since they're also affiliated with Greenway, I'd like to think that some of Jane Church's expressive melodicism and FATWF's hypnotic power have rubbed off on them, but it's more likely just the sound of a good band getting better. Either way, this is their best album yet, with Vaughn Hunt and Sean Fahey's signature spiraling guitars sounding more confident and involving than ever, as are drummer Trevor Mustoe's groove-oriented rhythms. This especially comes to a head on knockout tracks BBQ, RC Driver, and the album-closing epic Djembe. That last one starts out quietly, with a questing bass line supporting a stately rhythm, and keeps building in a controlled fashion, inexorably becoming your whole world. Keep'em coming, boys!

Bachelor - Doomin' Sun I loved Melina Duterte's last album as Jay Som, Anak Ko, but had a little trepidation when I saw her next release was a collaboration with an artist I am only slightly familiar with, Ellen Kempner, who records as Palehound. File the results under: Stop worrying so much. Doomin' Sun delivers many of Jay Som's pleasures: well-developed melodies, old-school songwriting craft, and smart, relatable lyrics. So what does Palehound bring to the mix? Since Jay Som's last two albums were made on her own, the devoted friendship with Kempner, which seems to involve a lot of laughter, brings a jolt of energy and dynamics. Palehound also brings more guitars, helping some songs build to washes of shoegazey deliciousness, and her higher voice blends beautifully with Duterte's more mezzo tones. The two make a remarkable production team, too - just listen to the sonic details on Anything At All. A side benefit of this terrific album is that digging into Palehound's back catalog made me realize I should have kept a closer eye on her. And whatever Jay Som wants to do next, or with whom, I'm on board. 

Lael Neale - Acquainted With Night Have Omnichord sales increased since this dusky jewel of an album came out in February? I wouldn't be surprised, as the combination of Neale's crystalline voice with the plastic sparkle of her Omnichord is pure captivation. Her songs have the sturdy quality of folk music coupled with a haunted quality from the darker side of the girl-group sound. There's a sense of privacy here, like a half-finished Nick Drake bedroom recording, that feels almost mythic. But Neale and her Omnichord are very real and no less precious for that.

UV-TV - Always Something I've been a fan since 2017, and it seemed to promise great things for the year in live music when I finally got to see them in February 2020. Well, I was wrong about that, but my ongoing fascination with the sonic vision of Rose Vastola (bass, vocals) and Ian Bernacette (guitar, vocals) has paid mighty dividends on their third album. Continuing the trend from 2019's Happy, the production has improved yet further, adding sheen and heft to their taut post-punk and letting Vastola's voice soar over it all. As I secretly wished, she sings on all tracks, letting Bernacette focus on what he does best: playing guitar, drawing on familiar vocabulary (Johnny Marr, Bernard Sumner) but putting his own spin on it, whether using colorful arpeggios or layering crunchy chords. New drummer Ian Rose fits in perfectly, whether thrashing away or providing a motorik backbeat. If you haven't tuned into UV-TV, now is the time.

Palberta - Palberta5000 Unlike some of the bands included here, I'm a latecomer to the trio of Ani Ivry-Block, Lily Konigsberg, and Nina Ryser, catching the caboose here on their fifth album. So I've missed their whole trajectory from exceedingly lo-fi, ramshackle avant-rock to where we are now: a heat-seeking missile of mathy minimalism with sugary vocals shining brightly over the churn und drang of the music. Some of this story may be informed by Konigsberg's development as a songwriter, which you can trace on the excellent compilation The Best Of Lily Konigsberg Right Now. As the title suggests, humor is a part of the Palberta charm, very occasionally becoming self-indulgent. But most of the album is wondrously catchy art-pop. More impressively, many songs barely hit 90 seconds yet still feel complete, with everything they pack into those tiny vignettes making my head spin. Fun, smart stuff - and I definitely won't miss the next one.

Ganser - Look At The Sun This Chicago band's second album, 2020's Just Look At That Sky, earned them plenty of attention and accolades. I listened, too, but just a couple of times, admiring it but not being totally grabbed. Nonetheless, this remix EP caught my attention, with everyone from current indie sensation Bartees Strange to shoegaze maestro Andy Bell of Ride (in his electronic guise as GLOK) deconstructing tunes from the album. In the former's case, Strange strips Emergency Equipment And Exits down to its essence, chopping off a guitar part or two and losing two minutes in the process. The result is a tidy machine of a song that highlights Alicia Gaines' powerful voice, which takes on an unearthly tone over the chugging rhythm. And so it goes throughout, with each collaborator, including Sadie Dupuis, Algiers, and Girl Band, putting their own stamp on their track while somehow maintaining Ganser's personality. It will likely have me return to the album and a new appreciation of their sound and songs. 

Lucy Dacus - Home Video I've been more of an admirer from a distance than a fan of Dacus, a fine singer and songwriter who regularly lands on year-end lists and certainly doesn't need my help to get attention. But I can feel my own attention shifting with this, her third album. The songwriting feels more focused, her voice more expressive, the settings a little more pop-oriented, and the production is warm and highly detailed when it needs to be but never fussy. But those are just words I'm using to try to explain this: Home Video touches me in ways her previous albums didn't. Many of the songs revolve around her coming of age, coming to terms with her sexuality, being confronted with the pain the world can dish out, and learning that you can survive and grow through all of that. In short, most anyone can relate, even if their upbringing and circumstances were different. Home Video represents another coming of age for Dacus, this time as an artist who can tap into almost primal emotions ("I would kill him/If you let me/I would kill him/Quick and easy," she sings in Thumbs, wishing the demise of a friend's deadbeat dad) with a lethal elegance. I saw her open for Jonathan Wilson a few years ago, and she did not quite command the stage. Listening to Home Video, I can't imagine that ever happening again.

LABEL FOCUS: Eye Knee Records This is a new venture founded by expert singer-songwriters Holly Miranda, Amb. Parsley, and Chris Maxwell, which they describe as "a homemade label, periodical, co-op and kitchen." Most importantly, it makes them independent, without outside influences affecting what, when, or how they release their music. They're also promising to tithe all proceeds from one in every ten releases "back to the community." Now, Holly Miranda is one of the most important artists in MY 21st century, so I'll follow her wherever, and I'm excited by the idea of her having total control over her art. I've also enjoyed Parsley's work over the years, especially in concert, and she is as skilled in the studio as Miranda. Maxwell is a sharp songwriter and explosively talented guitarist. They make a fantastic team, able to put together songs in nearly any style or sound, and their labors have already borne impressive fruit.

No albums yet, but the 11 songs Eye Knee has put out range from Let A Wolf, a dark-tinged slow-burner with Maxwell's smoky guitar and coy vocals from Parsley, to Exiled In Alicante, a hushed acoustic track with Miranda singing with moving restraint, as if holding back a flood of emotion. Then there's Kindness Of Strangers, perhaps the finest song Maxwell and Parsley have co-written, and one of the best of the last few years. It's a song that should be sung around campfires unto eternity, deeply human and perfectly constructed. Miranda's production is equally perfect. She sings backing vocals and plays guitar, drums, and xylophone alongside her regular collaborators Maria Eisen on baritone sax and Josh Werner on bass. Then there's Miranda's devastating take on Bonnie Raitt's Nick of Time, with nothing but her guitar and Parsley's backing vocals. No one but Holly can take a song that's become background noise and find a new way to rip your heart all over again. 

New Setlist No. 2

I got to hear her do that to Van Morrison's Sweet Thing in the open air, at a concert the three of them recently put on at Westwind Orchards in the Catskills, and it was just extraordinary. The whole show put their partnership on full display, with each supporting the others in their own songs. We got to hear  Nothingland, a new song from Maxwell, his cover of Nick Lowe's When I Write The Book, and a few from New Store No. 2, his marvelous 2020 album. Parsley gave us Strangers, Wolf, and a number called Heavy Metal Stacy, which gave Maxwell license to unleash his inner Eddie Van Halen, with the moves to match. And Miranda did some of the new songs but dug deep with classics from her catalog like Until Now, Desert Call, and Waves. Nothing can replace the sensation of Holly Miranda standing right there, singing for all she's worth and letting it rip with one of humanity's golden voices. I'm on the edge of pretension trying to paint the picture for you, but hopefully that will compel you to get out there if she shows up at a club or an orchard near you.

All of the artists above could learn from this trio's passion, work ethic, and level of craft. I urge them, and you, to buy all the Eye Knee songs, now totaling 11, and put them in a playlist - it's as satisfying a listen as any of this year's best albums. Email me at AnEarful@icloud.com, and I will gift you with what I think is the perfect sequence, which I have dubbed The Eye Knee Experience. Since Maxwell, Miranda, and Parsley are not afraid of bad puns, I'll leave you with this: I need more Eye Knee!

Eye Knee Trio Live: Amb. Parsley, Holly Miranda, and Chris Maxwell

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Saturday, February 09, 2019

Best Of 2018: Rock, Folk, Etc.


The “Etc.”in this category used to mean mostly jazz, Latin and what I’m calling “global” to refer to music from outside the U.S. that doesn’t easily slot in elsewhere. But in an effort to tame the beast, I’ve now broken those genres out into their own list. Not only will this help make this post more coherent - especially when listening to the playlist - but it will ensure that extraordinary albums from those areas don’t get lost in the shuffle. A future post will give them a place to shine.

Even so, nearly half of the songs and pieces I put in my general “Of Note” playlist for 2018 were sorted into rock and folk. Part of that is likely due to the fact that I was born in 1964, which makes rock & roll one of my first languages. But mostly I think it’s due to the power of song and its abilities as a form of communication. Of course, much of what follows is sonically adventurous as well, which speaks of the protean nature of this music, some of which was deemed simplistic at its birth. But there is a wide gulf between simple and elemental and those whom these records touch will be firmly aware of the difference.

Besides the brilliant records in this category that demanded a place in my Top 25, I found time to point you toward other great music in the previous posts I list below. Don't miss Seabuckthorn's misty acoustic fantasias, David Garland's alchemy of folk, electronic and classical, Courtney Barnett's guitar-driven deep thoughts, Father John Misty's wry soft-rock, Melody Fields' lush psych, Snail Mail's emotionally piercing indie or the tough yet melodic sounds of Starcrawler, Wand and Wooden Shjips. Unclassifiable albums by Ethan Woods, Oracle Hysterical and Thomas Bartlett & Nico Muhly should fascinate listeners of folk, chamber music and even prog rock. Then there's the gimlet-eye of Eddie Dixon, the classy pop of Dubstar, the even classier folk of Olivia Chaney, gorgeous takes on Americana from Ocean Music, John Calvin Abney and The Dead Tongues, and, finally, soul-infused folk-rock from Phil Cook and Billy Joseph. Whew! Following that are very brief takes on many others that you really should hear. The story of music in 2018 would be incomplete without at least a passing familiarity with all of them.

Previously Noted

One Day In 2018

Ethan Woods - Mossing Around

Outliers, Part 1
Oracle Hysterical - Hecuba
Thomas Bartlett & Nico Muhly - Peter Pears: Balinese Ceremonial Music

Outliers, Part 2
Seabuckthorn - A House With Too Much Fire
David Garland - Verdancy

Record Roundup: Rock 100's
Courtney Barnett - Tell Me How You Really Feel
Father John Misty - God's Favorite Customer
Jane Church - Calimocho Molotov! (Note: the version of the album reviewed here is no longer available; the new version is one of the best releases of early 2019 and will be reviewed later!)
Melody Fields - Melody Fields
Roaming Herds Of Buffalo - The Bugbears
Snail Mail - Lush
Starcrawler - Starcrawler
Wand - Perfume
Wooden Shjips - V.

Best Of 2018 (So Far)
Eddie Dixon - Coinstar

Record Roundup: Forms Of Escape
Dubstar - One

Record Roundup: Cornucopia Of Folk And Americana
Olivia Chaney - Shelter
Ocean Music - Various Releases
Phil Cook - People Are My Drug
The Dead Tongues - Unsung Passage
John Calvin Abney - Coyote
Billy Joseph & The Army Of Love - You Know Which Way To Go

Indie Rock, They Call It

Car Seat Headrest - Twin Fantasy While I hope Will Toledo isn’t planning to remake all 459.33 albums he released on Bandcamp before his move to the upper echelons of indie success with Teens Of Denial, I get the impulse to apply a bigger budget and band to these songs to push them to their full potential. And damn if it doesn’t sound even more epic than you could have imagined, a furious distillation of all the best angst-ridden guitar music from the last 30 years. If he can’t ignore the retrospective impulse, however, I recommend a live album as he is a true rock & roll legend on stage!

Phantastic Ferniture - Phantastic Ferniture Julia Jacklin is an Australian treasure and her debut album Don't Let The Kids Win was one of the best of 2016. This side project, dashed off with old friends Elizabeth Hughes (guitar) and Ryan Brennan (drums) occasionally feels too dashed off, with underdeveloped guitar riffs, but when it rips, it really rips and it's a thrill to hear Jacklin let loose. Stoked for her next album, Crushing, out on February 22.

Nap Eyes - I’m Bad Now If you opened your mouth to sing and a voice rather similar to Lou Reed in his sweeter moments came out would you end your music career? Or start it? Nigel Chapman, singer for this Nova Scotian quartet, took the latter approach and I have enjoyed watching Nap Eyes grow up in public since 2011. This third album finds their trademark warmth and humor applied to songwriting that seems more focused and extroverted, led musically by Brad Loughland’s guitar, which has a new and welcome sting to it. 

Poptones

TV Girl - Death Of A Party Girl While the hints of hip hop have drained away, Brad Petering’s vision of a take on 60’s sunshine pop assembled from spare parts continues to be durably delightful for much of this album. The lyrics, which sometimes seem to be cribbed from text exchanges between hungover yet sensitive bros regretful about repeating their mistakes, provide pithy twists and turns along with the catchy melodies. 

Watoo Watoo - Modern Express After quenching the thirst of fans of St. Etienne, Stereolab, and Air for the last decade, this French duo has announced that this is their final album. They might say, “C’est la vie," but I say “Quel domage,” as their smart, breezy pop almost never fails. 

Historian - Distant Wells When I included a song from this in my Off Your Radar mixtape, I said: "Chris Karman should be a household name — at least in any household that values chamber pop. His songs as Historian often feature exquisite string arrangements, for one thing, and usually seem designed to accompany a rainswept view seen through murky glass.” If that’s your thing, look no further. 

Alekesam - Sound Proof Heart It’s been three years since All Is Forgiven, the first single I heard from this duo of Sal Masekela (son of Hugh) and Sunny Levine (son of Hugh’s longtime producer, Stewart). I was starting to wonder. Maybe the delay was due to trying to come up with more songs to match that propulsive, haunting tune. To be honest, they haven’t - but they’ve come close on many of these tracks, using elements of hip hop, soul and dub to arrive at a unique form of pop. Masekela has a great voice, too, and sounds like he was born an old soul. Even when they stumble, I can’t really say anyone is doing what they do. I was also thrilled to see they had dragged my beloved BLK JKS (whose debut, After Robots, was my #1 album of 2009) out of hiatus to record a stirring cover of Hugh Masekela’s The Boy’s Doin’ It, in tribute to the master. 

On The Arty Side

Rafiq Bhatia - Breaking English This guitarist-composer is known for the rich sonic environments he helps create for Son Lux. On his own, he sticks to instrumentals and displays an uncanny ability to convert noise, melody and chord sequences into pure emotion. While he has been “file under jazz” in the past, the tempos, rhythms and level of distortion here should thrill anyone who believes in the power of rock music. Strong lashings of gospel feel also lend a spiritual aspect to Bhatia’s music. Truly remarkable how much Breaking English speaks to me without saying a word. 

Big Red Machine - Big Red Machine It’s always a bit dodgy when someone whose music you love, in this case Justin Vernon (Bon Iver, Volcano Choir, etc.), joins forces with someone who leaves you cold, specifically Aaron Dessner of snooze-rockers The National. But I’m happy to say that this record hits all the right buttons for me, with exploratory settings for heartfelt songs. Perhaps it was producer Brad Cook or all the other collaborators who kept things down to earth. And could there be a more “Justin Vernon” opening line than what he sings on the gorgeous Gratitude: “Well, I better not fuck this up”?

Sunwatchers - II I’ve been rooting for these guys ever since a well-written recommendation had me buying their first album off the wall at Record Grouch, sound unheard. Their shamanistic, mantric free-jazz-rock was a bit schematic on that album, but on this follow-up they come loaded for bear. The arrangements are tight, with swerving tempos and shifting dynamics. Go deeper with Basement Apes, Vol. 1, a collection of live tracks and other material. And if you’re curious about the source of the passion behind their instrumental tracks, look no further than the cover, which states, “Sunwatchers stand in solidarity with the dispossessed, impoverished and embattled people of the world.” Amen. 

Fenster - The Room Made up of three Germans and one American, Fenster wowed me with debut album Bones in 2012, but there's been a bit of a diminishing returns scenario since then. Now they have my attention again, their off-kilter art-pop lusher and wittier than ever.

Lanz - Hoferlanz II Benjamin Lanz, who has toured in the bands of both The National and Sufjan Stevens, seems to agree with me that George Harrison's It's All Too Much is one of the greatest ever songs by The Beatles. That same sense of groovy joy infuses this album, although it travels far afield from that core of inspiration. Enjoy the journey. 

Epic 45 - Through Broken Summer Seven years on from Weathering, which was in my Top 20 for 2012, these poets of a lost England return with plenty of shimmering guitars and synths to accompany their hushed vocals, creating waking dreams. The occasional introduction of 80’s production tropes is something they may want to keep an eye on.

Empath - Liberating Guilt and Fear This four-song EP by my second favorite Philly art-rock band (after Palm) is a statement of purpose, blending the tempos of hardcore punk with complex guitar parts, spraying harmonic dissonance under vocals that shout and speak, sometimes sweetly. Adding their two singles (both called Environments) made for an excellent playlist if you're looking for an album-length experience - and I definitely am!

Golden Drag - Pink Sky Sometimes it’s the side project that connects, as with this new band from Shehzaad Jiwani of Greys, who are usually described as a “noise-punk” band. With Golden Drag, Jiwani has unleashed both his gift for melody and his love for 70’s art-rock (think Eno’s first two albums) for nine punchy, colorful tracks that will have you seeing him in a whole new light. 

Young Fathers - Cocoa Sugar It took three albums, but this trio from Scotland finally caught up with their own ideas and made a near classic. This is the kind of record Tricky used to make: sonically inventive, lyrically ambitious, only coming into focus after a few listens - and demanding further engagement.

On The Heavier Side

Uni - 2018 Singles This glam-psych explosion helmed by Charlotte Kemp-Muhl (bass, songwriting, evil designs) and David Strange (guitar heroics) has been teasing us with singles since 2017 with no sign of a full-length. Pretend these six crunchy, shiny, highly melodic, and maximally heavy tracks are Side One. Kemp-Muhl has been on my radar since she and partner Sean Lennon teamed up brilliantly as the Ghost Of A Saber Tooth Tiger. Now that he’s off wanking around with the obnoxious Les Claypool, she’s the one keeping up the quality in their household. And the name is pronounced “Oonee,” which doesn’t make it any easier to Google. Put in the work, though - it will be worth it. 

Idles - Joy As An Act Of Resistance On their second album, this Bristol-based quintet finds the line between anger and compassion - and anthem and abrasion - with powerful consistency. I've heard they deliver even more on stage, so hoping to see them at Brooklyn Steel in May.

Acid Dad - Acid Dad If you seek the tight, melodic and kick-ass, look no further than these Brooklyn rockers as they deliver on the promise of their 2016 EP, Let's Plan A Robbery.

Mt. Wilson Repeater - V’ger While I try to keep up with Merge Records releases, I had never heard of this solo project by Jim Putnam, his main gig, Radar Brothers, or, in fact, Putnam himself. I don’t feel totally to blame as the most recent Radar Brothers album was five years ago and Putnam’s last under this moniker was a full decade in the past. No matter - I started here and fell fast for his fuzzed-out psych rock, which seesaws from high-energy jams to spaced-out mantras. Climb aboard and see if you enjoy the trip as much as I do. 

Folk-Infused

Caroline Says - No Fool Like An Old Fool Caroline Sallee likes to play with perceptions and expectations, taking her band name from a Lou Reed song and using titles like Sweet Home Alabama, Rip Off, and Cool Jerk on this, her second release. I think it’s a defense, cloaking her intimate, seemingly revealing songs in these costumes of the past so maybe they don’t feel so personal. I’m in favor of whatever she needs to do to get her songs finished and out in the world because they are lovely and more well-realized than ever. 

Hovvdy - Cranberry The name of this duo is pronounced “Howdy” - perhaps Charlie Martin or Will Taylor had a typewriter with a broken “W” - and some of that fuzzy 90’s slacker attitude (remember Lost In Austin on MTV? These guys are based in Austin) drifts into their low-fi, strummy aesthetic. What’s amazing is how often what seems aimless coheres to hit its target in song after song. 

Loma - Loma I’m not sure if this is a debut or a one-off as it involves Jonathan Meiburg, who’s usually pretty busy with Shearwater, and two other members, Emily Cross and David Duszynski, who have (had?) their own band called Cross Record. They met on tour, hit it off and came up with a compelling blend of haunting folk and immersive sonics. As stunning as the production is, however it would have no impact if the emotional well wasn’t overflowing. Let it quench your thirst for all the feels. 

Tomberlin - At Weddings “I wish I were a hero with something beautiful to say,” Sarah Beth Tomberlin sings on A Video Game. Well, anyone who can transform what sounds like an isolated childhood into the fully realized art of the songs on this debut is a hero to me. Singing hymns in church may have instilled her with a structural awareness as these songs, while ethereal at times, are as solid as a rock. 

Elizabeth Owens - Coming Of Age All credit due to Doug Nunnally, the fearless editor of Off Your Radar, whose new publication, The Auricular, turned me on to Owens. Her prog-folk is more well-developed from the standpoint of songwriting and arrangement than production (the drums, especially, lack warmth), which is, I imagine, due to budgetary constraints. But she is a true original (although Ode To Joni gives a clear clue about her inspirations) with a beautiful voice that demands close attention. I get chills imagining the moment when her ambitions are fully realized. 

Marissa Nadler - For My Crimes On her eighth album, Nadler’s rich voice graces 11 mesmerizing songs, some tinged with an exquisite darkness. The production, spare and atmospheric, is perfectly suited, and if you don’t get a lump in your throat when she sings “I can’t listen to Gene Clark anymore without you,” perhaps you should pay closer attention. 

Bettye LaVette - Things Have Changed Bob Dylan might want to hire the devastating team of Bettye LaVette and Steve Jordan to work on his next album - Jordan to produce and LaVette to help with song selection and maybe to tweak a lyric or three. That’ll probably never happen but we’ll always have this ripping set, which finds LaVette singing the hell out of a rather distinctive selection from the master’s catalog. LaVette has been making records since 1962 so she knows what she likes and also won’t suffer singing something she can’t feel her way into. For a taste of the true magic underway here, check out her rescue of Political World, a song I used to skip on Oh, Mercy, an album I otherwise love. Other times she turns her attention to songs I always knew were great but had trouble convincing others of their worth, like Seeing The Real You At Last or Going, Going Gone. If you’re having trouble finding this gem, look no further than the top of any list of single-artist cover albums. Or late-career resurgence albums. But don’t wait, whether you’re a Dylan fan or that other kind of person. 

There’s Still An Etc. 

Thom Yorke - Suspiria Yorke's Radiohead comrade Jonny Greenwood has been plying his trade in cinemas for years, but this is Yorke’s first feature-length score. While it would have been tempting to imitate or update some of the slippery Euro-prog of Goblin’s score for the original film, Yorke has taken a different approach, or approaches, as there are several styles at work here. Perhaps some of the more fear-inducing tonal pieces on this double album, impressive as they are, should have remained in the darkened theater as they tend to obscure the more characterful selections, i.e. the songs, which is where Yorke truly excels. What that means is that you will want to dig through to find gems like Suspirium, one of the most beautiful piano ballads Yorke has ever recorded. 

Listen to selections from all of these albums, except Mossing Around (come over, I’ll play it for you) here or below. You can also explore more in these genres with this handy archive playlist. 



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