Mixtape 321 • While My Machines Gently Weep
Death In Vegas means many things to many people, but in this case it means a form of audio pummeling.
Death In Vegas means many things to many people, but in this case it means a form of audio pummeling.
Tonight we open with Margaret Glaspy and her delightfully umami voice tackling Creedence Clearwater Revival’s classic, dedicated to all the changing weather, a favorite topic of these introductions. Elsewhere tonight, the set that started with Los Straitjackets and ended with the Skatalites was 🔥, as they say. Look for it in an upcoming Mixtape.
Be grateful for Attic Ted, lurking above your bedroom and keeping the miscellaneous critters in line.
It’s fitting to receive instruction from Art Brut on how the whole band thing works. Rumor has it there’s new music on the way, and I could not be more excited. Notice to the faithful listeners: the show will be off on the expected December 17, but will return for a special off-schedule holiday showcase on the 24th.
Insistent angular weirdfunk, songs that sound like tape loops that have fallen out of order and yet maintain a diligent desire to be songs.
Razor-sharp post-punk delivered with a disaffected Irish brogue. Very smart on many levels, recalling The Fall when they were at their most musical