Tag: Parov Stelar

Brimming hot, dark, and strong with the elixir of repetition, pôt-pot help you eat the miles.

Another cold night, but things are kept warm by Dry Cleaning’s icy indifference. I had a good before-show chat with Dr. Feelgood, where we discussed the many roles taken by esteemed character actor Stephen Root. What do you know, the next day he was gracing our screen in some made-for-streaming dud. I think I forgot my hat at the station.

Someone called asking who was on the following morning, and I replied I had no idea. They told me to look in the clipboard to my right and what do you know, there it was. I had no idea this thing existed, probably from being so focused on bringing you the highest quality music, like Militarie Gun.

The three-hour live shows have settled into their own rhythm, with the stranger and more electronic offerings drifting into the territory of The Final Hour, between 11pm and midnight. This show is for the early risers who might be familiar with the upbeat indie pop that gets played at the top of the show but are missing out on the darker moods that are featured near the end.

As individuals, Jay Som and Palehound each have their musical quirks and unique style. Together as Bachelor they plot a strange new course through the realm of dream pop.

The sound of Star Feminine Band is born of Benin, brightly colored patterns, and wild abandon, young carefree voices skipping over liquid guitar and intense percussion.

It’s the triumphant return of Pom Poko and their shattered-and-reassembled attacks of aggression and affection, like the sonic equivalent of staying inside the sauna for as long as you can, then running out to roll around in the snow.