There really ain’t much on the internet about Law Holt, but this really is very, very good. She shares a manager, I believe, with Anticon’s Young Fathers, who are based here in Edinburgh too. Well, either that, or the fact that he is both their manager and also my friend meant he simply passed something my way he thought I would like – I forgot to ask – but Young Fathers are definitely involved somehow.
Whilst we get on well, and agree about most things when it comes to aimless music industry chatter, Tim and I don’t actually share that much musical taste in common. Bagel Project was one we agreed upon recently, however, with that odd combination of muffled RnB vocals, stumbling samples and fuzzy lo-fi, and I think there is a link between the two – it’s probably how he guessed I might like this stuff anyway.
The assembly of the actual music is woozy and grumbly, with shades of dreampop and lo-fi. The vocals have a slightly glutinous quality, with the enticing impression of someone who could cut loose and warble the shit out of a song if she so chose, but who instead keeps it subtle and restrained. As this is music slightly out of my general area of familiarity I have no idea what I will make of future stuff, beyond the one song there seems to be available on the internet at the moment, but I will most certainly be going along on the 2nd May to the Love Music Hate Racism event at the Voodoo Rooms to find out more.
A quick video diary of our time at the the SXSW festival 2013, featuring Holy Esque, Paws, Foxygen, Jim James, and Vic Galloway and Ally McCrae from the BBC.
The rest of the videos will be added to this playlist as they are completed.
As you may know, we have a new Song, by Toad Split 12″ coming out soon (see the pic at the bottom of the page for just how eye-caressingly pretty the vinyl is). I had a whole super-organised promo strategy, designed to end with Matthew Winter in a pair of leather trousers bellowing out his tunes from the roof of Buckingham Palace as fireworks exploded around him, but when DIY got in touch to ask for a premiere of this tune earlier this week I thought fuck it, and decided to deviate from plan. Because, as Doc Brown says, what the hell.
So here is the first song from the 12″, a meandering drawl of a tune by Zed Penguin, all recorded in our living room (which for press purposes I am referring to as Toad Hall Studios) and subsequently mixed by myself and Rory Sutherland. Enjoy! And keep an eye out for the launch night on Record Store Day 2013.
The above video is for b-side Today’s Cross by Frightened Rabbit. I mention this for two reasons:
Firstly, I really like the song. This is good news, as I wasn’t that keen on their last album, and they are really nice guys so I genuinely want to like their stuff. Now I am looking forward to hearing their new record Pedestrian Verse, which is good.
Secondly, the video above was made by young Ian who works for Song, by Toad Records, along with some of his chums. It’s a clever wee video in its own right, but its sheer slick professionalism rather raises the question of why everything at Song, by Toad Records is so fucking shambolic. I assume this is a subtle hint that we could and should be doing better!
So well done old chap, a fine piece of work. If only everything around here were so well-executed!
Above is a trailer for a documentary by Adam Stafford, a gentleman you may know as the latest signing to Song, by Toad Records. The documentary is about the Redding Pit mining disaster, which happened in 1923, near Falkirk. The actual making of the film has been funded, and Adam is now looking to raise £1200 via Kickstarter for distribution, festival submissions and so on and so forth – assistance to actually get the film out there, basically.
It looks a tad on the harrowing side, but a hugely worthwhile project, so I thought I should bring it to your attention in case you felt like supporting the shit out of the arts today.
It also leads me to a rather odd tangent, which is the only example I can think of of the Bee Gees being good. This song is called New York Mining Disaster 1941 and not only is it the only recorded example of the Bee Gees themselves not being shit, there is even a really good cover of it by… guess who? Yep, the fucking Levellers.
Happy New Year everyone. Once again we will be hosting a house gig on New Year’s Eve, but seeing as many of our readers are from the States and possibly still at work, and seeing as we can only fit about thirty or forty people in our living room anyway, we tend to stream these things live so that everyone can say hello.
The player takes up a lot of juice, so I’ll embed it below the jump, but in general the running times for tonight are as follows (all times GMT):
Normally terms like ‘soulful vocals’ make me run a mile, and when this song started I have to confess I got The Fear. There was something I kinda liked about it though, and I think what finally crystallised that for me was the odd piano refrain which appeared after about forty seconds.
In fact, there are odd little things throughout this song, and actually they end up complementing the lush, bombastic vocal style, with the oddness of one and the smoothness of the other playing off one another really nicely.
This song goes from gorgeous to weird and back, and I am highly interested in hearing the rest of the EP, which is by a lass called Izzy Lindqwister. Her site is here, and has a media player so you can explore some more of her tunes. The theme continues there, of the odd and the pretty doing a little dance together.
I don’t necessarily have much feel for the rest of her stuff yet, but the label are hopefully sending me a copy of her new EP. I don’t like everything on the player on her website, but there’s definitely a lot here which sounds really good.
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