Conversion Party

Dear Hugo Chavez,

Tut Tut

Goddamn, it’s been too long. Time to drop a little missive with much more to come.

What have we been doing exactly? Man, everything. Too much to recount.

This happened. Kind of a big deal. Big revelation for one of us: stage monitors are an unbelievable thing.

A few words on CYHSY. The new record is really good. We hope these guys get a fair shake (you know what we mean). They’ve clearly been through the fire and come out the other side with something that sounds like a logical step forward. There’s lots to enjoy—lyrically, sonically, epistemologically. Taut, crisp drumming! Check out the last track. We’re proud to know these guys and wish them the best of luck—they’ve worked very hard.

A friend of mine shared this song by Washington Phillips with me last week. It’s heartbreakingly beautiful, and of course, Bradford Cox sampled it a couple years ago.

Other recommendations:

The Men (a bit pummeling at some points, but also pretty refreshing to hear a band really letting rip). Love that shoegaze-y guitar.

Saturday Night Duets. Our buddies Rad Dads played with these guys on a recent tour, and were nice enough to share it with me. Wear their influences pretty openly on the sleeve, but they’re good influences, so fuck it. One observation: these days it’s become de rigeur to steal from Pavement—namely a certain kind of approach to guitars, loose playing—but not many bands have stolen the goofiness of Pavement. And make no mistake, Pavement is a goofy fucking band.

Oh! Almost forgot. Kurt Vile, Smoke Ring for My Halo—this record has been spinning non-stop since it came out in the spring. His first records never really made a strong impact on me. But it feels like everything has really come together with this one. His drummer is also amazing. Pretty sure the War on Drugs record is like a companion (brother record), but I’m just getting familiar with that one.

The recent TV on the Radio record is good, too! Kinda came and went with little fanfare, but there are some bangers.

Ty Segall. Been pretty obsessed with this guy lately. I understand if it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, and I’m not sure the albums really work cohesively. But check out the song below. Anyone have a Tascam 388 they’re not using?

Random observation. Beck is actually a brilliant lyricist, and yet no one has tried to plow the surrealist vein he worked in for a long time.

Just getting to know the new Cymbals Eat Guitars record (Alien Lenses). It’s pretty dark, which is a surprise (not unwelcome, but a surprise nonetheless). I think that people might have a hard time with it, but I think that’s just something that happens. I remember going out to Staten Island to see these guys right before shit popped, and they were nothing but nice. Joseph Ferocious’ grandfather was there, and he seemed into it.

OK, that’s enough recommendations for now. You don’t need us to tell you what to listen to.

Posting a shit-ton of pictures.

New zine on the way! Should be ready for CMJ along with mastered songs we completed last year.

Speaking of songs…we’ve been writing a lot of em. Not sure what’ll stick and what’ll get kicked, but figure we might as well put it out there. We’re going to start posting more stuff on here, so stay tuned.

Bunch of shows in October. Be on the lookout. XO, CP

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