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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Viral Infection: Bleep Bloop Beats Edition

Oh, hey there...
Nice to see you again...
That outfit is so fetch...

Joanna Newsom at the laundromat
Too indie to use working washers

Sorry, I'm still mourning the loss of Joanna Newsom, snapped away into the clutches of nuptials (#NupsClutch?) by Andy Samberg earlier this week. The two were married in a quiet ceremony in Big Sur, CA, one I was (rudely) not invited to.  Oh well, at least she's still alive and harping, and I wish her many happy years of boats and dicks in boxes... 
Joanna Newsom and Andy Samberg Married
Not pictured: Box With Dick

If only he had stayed with Natalie Portman or snatched up an alt-baguette from Dirty Projectors or even Bethany Cosentino aka Best Coast. I mean, she likes Wavves and he seems like a bro who vibes to Lonely Island, or at least dresses like them/ 'danks out' while watching their skits.  Then maybe the world could go on spinning and so many lonely indie boys and girls could put  Have One On Me on the old turntable and dream of Joanna fingering harp vibes in their bedroom as she plays with their hair and bakes cookies.



If only she had stayed with Bill Callahan and his Smog-gy goodness and made beautiful New Weird America wave offspring...
Joanna Newsom and Bill Callahan Smog Love
Suspenders+Paisley 5-ever
But I digress...so here are some bleeps and assorted bloops to dance (or cry) away the pain to, if your pain is indie love lost. If it's not, well, these songs will definitely make your vibes significantly greater.





I Break Horses---"Denial"
Start the healing with this warm wave of dreamy synth and fluttering low dB pulse
#ItGetsBetter



Luxury---"J.A.W.S"
A twinkling ball of wibbly wobbly booty beats co-produced (or perhaps created?) by Disclosure. There isn't an actual video yet, just put on Electric Sheep or your iTunes visualizer and groove out.



FKA Twigs---"Papi Pacify"
If you're looking for some dark freaky shit though, this is definitely your biscuit. FKA Twigs manages to cram bellowing bass, erotic asphyxiation, and glitter into 5 twisted minutes, a feat as impressive as it is erotic. You go Glen Coco!




1 comment:

  1. I FEEL you on the Joanna sorrow. She will always be the apple--nay, the peach/plum/pear--of my eye.

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