PAPER CROWS

Popular music that’s doused in a little darkness, giving it a mature edge, or an alternative feel, washes over our palates much easier than the more common saccharin kind. Fond readers of The Recommender will kindly recall the likes of The Good Natured, Nedry, or the even darker Emika, but they’re all respectively born from paths previously trodden by Bat For Lashes, Bjork or Portishead. They in turn have the likes of Kate Bush, P J Harvey and Liz Fraser to thank, so you see it’s been a genetic bloodline for some time now and almost every one of them are fucking marvelous.

Paper Crows
arrive to greet you at the very next junction, with their song Stand Alight, which begins much in the same way ‘You‘ did on Radiohead’s debut album – namely with some pretty acoustic plucking, before removing the sense of security like a showman removes a table cloth with the crockery remaining.

You surge from light to dark in the flick of a switch, as the fuzzing beats and walloping synthetic bassline introduce you to Emma Panas’ ghostly voice. It’s as unsettling as it is alluring and you start to realise that the next generation are here to haunt the shit out of you. It’s been a while since pop has been this dark and this enjoyable at the same time. This multidimensional music is like a dramatic Victorian stageshow, where the lead actors whip off their masks to reveal robots ready to kill. This initial debut single, which was released last week on the Future Cut label, even has a breakdown three minutes into it that seems like someones pulled the plug out of the ballad. Beat that Meatloaf!

The other half of this London duo is completed by Duncan McDougall who backs the stunning vocals with a little piano, a little electricity and lots of show, which is further evidenced on their song Homebound, which is softer, but equally as poetic and atmospheric.

They’ve also covered the Kate Bush classic, Cloudbusting, which says everything about their desire to marry theatrical pop with a contrast of shade, although I doubt they studied much about Wilhelm Reich, (the songs subject matter). We hope that modern artists put just as much effort into searching out intellectual inspirations, as they do on pitching things right. They may well be dreaming of “Orgonon“, but on the early evidence on show here – and once the rest of the country gets to switch the lights on – we’re positive they will in fact wake up smiling.  (MB)

THE RECOMMENDER – GLASSER

All budding artists could take a note from Glasser – if you’re going to make music and you find yourself getting to the stage where you’re signed and recording material, please aim for the stars and don’t stop until you reach them.  If you don’t quite manage it then perhaps that retail job isn’t so bad when you re-consider.  Not that Glasser, (real name Cameron Mesirow), was ever destined for retail, with a mother that tasted the charts back in the 80s, with the band Human Sexual Response and a father who was a member of the odd-ball stage show Blue Man Group.  Following a few brief temptations that have been calling out to us from the mist since mid-2009, with tours supporting the likes of Sigur Ros and The XX, Glasser are now ready to release the debut album, Rings.  The music blogs have enjoyed ameliorating that mist ever since, with buzzing plaudits and much online salivation.  On board for the album is Matt Popieluch, from Recommender favourites, Foreign Born, who are masters of yearning alt folk with a little pop and a little indie found at either edge.  We consider that band to be Autumnal and cosy, where as Glasser is the leaf blower, clearing the clutter with synths and strings in place of the acoustic guitars.  Much like our recent post on Niki And The Dove, with comparisons to Natasha Kahn and Liz Fraser, you will hear celestial vocals, but Cameron is colder, more like the wintery Fever Ray, or the upcoming IAmAmIWhoAmI.  However, the synths never buzz, rather they drift in waves and the melodies are floating in a motionless freeze.  Tracks such as Plane Temp will remind you of Enya at her most pointless, with intangible vocals, but it’s still enchanting and just as pretty.  Things warm up a little with tracks such as Glad, which sounds like one long pause for thought, or the album opener Apply, which sounds like she drafted in the Doozers on drums.  Tremmel oxygenates things once again hitting the kind of vocal notes that would make sirens seem baritone.  The whole album fixes a stare upon you from the start and it’s unease never lets up throughout, although this is no ambuscaded attack, for it’s more like receiving a long glance from a strikingly beautiful member of the opposite sex – the kind that disarms you right before their eventual smile warms your heart.  Rings is released on the hot indie label True Panther Sounds this week – you can buy it here.  Whether or not Glasser makes it to the aforementioned stars that she’s aiming for, one thing is sure, on this evidence, the trip was worth it.   (MB)

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