Wednesday 12 November 2008

zola jesus,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,the rebel

fascinating story:
my grandparents owned a restaurant in St Albans, gangster land, just resting past the prim, sexy outskirts of north london, and they used to bust balls, kill people, spill so much blood that you couldnt differentiate between blood and meatball juice, and by the end, you didnt even care.

The Rebel, from St Albans!!!! (THE LINK) and "the moniker under which Ben Wallers of Country Teasers records and performs solo" (thanks Wiki! xxxx!) are stop drinking yr desperate coffee in the morning you need to have the vaguest bit of energy to look for new music, cool. or hot, but by that point my coffee was cold. i didn't mind. i say 'are' because it sounds so lame calling him the Rebel, and theres some chick on drums for the live shit, bashing away her days. aanyway, very college-country, very dark and literate statements of teeth grinding art-damage. is what the Rebel are. like a night you spend mostly slumped outside a car, looking at the 45° sky, blown, and it ends up being one of yr best. like a nap in the sun.

Zola Jesus is a fine lady that makes very stuck-in-a-Gursky-photo style ambient shardy shoegaze, and is only on the same label! the greedily good Sacred Bones. i like this photo up here--^, she looks like a cross between Johansson 56 minutes into Lost in Translation and M.I.A. or something. ~~~~ ZJ flutters around stylistically, is often industrial, is often CocoRosily distant and tapey, catchy in a Xiu Xiu way. like a trip to the supermarket with your parents.

A.D.S.
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

xiu xiu!