Showing posts with label LA Vampires. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LA Vampires. Show all posts

Friday, 25 March 2011

VIDEO: Maria Minerva - California Scheming



Here's the official - debut I think - video for lo-fi Estonian gauze-pop artist Maria Minerva's track California Scheming, from her Not Not Fun released 12" Noble Savage. NNF also put out her debut cassette Tallinn At Dawn in February too - both still available. The amount of swooshiness floating across the slowly crumbling pop centre is enough to give you the vapours. I also sense that if you weren;t told, you could detect a definite sense of Eastern European pop-scene to it.  File alongside but even further to the left-field of Laurel Halo and LA Vampires.

Here's a couple more tracks to check out from the No Fear of Pop Soundcloud:



Friday, 12 November 2010

VIDEO: LA Vampires feat. Matrix Metals - How Would U Know

Following up Make Me Over from their collaborative album on Not Not Fun, LA Vampires and Matrix Metals have another video for you in the form of How Would U Know. Sam Meringue again, addictively sludges down what remains of Amanda Brown's Pocahaunted vibe on this potent blend of hi-gloss 80's pop-rap video stylings (hands to the face gestures CHECK, split screen CHECK, glitter glasses CHECK YO' HEAD!) with very lo-fi scuzzed up VHS quality finish to the music. The 80's theme is high up in this track, but refracted through a funhouse mirror maze of warping momentum as Brown's vocals wobble in and out of focus, both in unison and against the grain of the pulsing loops that Matrix Metals sets up and rides the distance.  This is really setting me up for the album now, in no uncertain terms.

Wednesday, 13 October 2010

VIDEO: LA Vampires (Feat. Matrix Metals) - Make Me Over

This is the brand new LA Vampires video and lead track from the forthcoming collaborative album with Matrix Metals. The LP So Unreal will be out in November on Not Not Fun  You can tell it's Matrix straight from the off, as that deep well of clanging rotating burble kicks in, a suffocatingly heavy vortex of disfigured psych. Awesome. Then Amanda Brown drops in with her unique brand of reggae-rapping (which she's steadily improving on) and gets away with it because the momentum and constant flux of Sam Meringue's music keeps cauterizing her stray ends. She had a piece up on Dummy Mag last week about a choice track she's been into recently, in which she acquits herself slightly better than the Wire interview a couple of months ago.  I dunno, I love her music and I can follow her threads when she waxes enthusiastic but she also manages to cripple herself with statements of dubious veracity like " Lately, there’s been this disgusting overgrowth of ’80s fetishism and I love to claim I’m entirely above it" whilst producing entirely 80's indebted records.  Easily my favourite most frustrating artist ever.