Mixtape 187 :: Seg Fault
They appear to be American, not so much Trappists, but they sound like a clattering of drums and hooks.
They appear to be American, not so much Trappists, but they sound like a clattering of drums and hooks.
If you want suave, it’s hard to get more suave than “Blue Velvet,” and horror-surf combo Messer Chups delivers a version that’s not only suave but also quite kinetic. From the accelerated temp to the lyrical guitar line to the luscious spring reverb, it’s a welcome spin on the old croony standard. Tonight’s show was accompanied by tremedous wind and lightning, with occasional rain.
Fink meanders through a variety of moody sounds, mostly brooding with flashing patches of sunshine.
Down to one original member, who recorded most of this in the Australian bush, this album sounds desperate and hopeful at the same time with its strange mix of acoustic, electronic, and environmental sounds.
Anthemic songs filled with dramatic dynamics and playing that ranges between thunderous and ethereal.