Tonight's upload is about as new to me as it will be to you when you download it. I went to the Warehouse Nextdoor tonight to see Castanets (which, for purposes of this story, I would like to point out is a plural name). The first three bands were whatever. I showed up for the tail end of Poritons Toll set which was pretty decent. They are obviously new but with a little work I think they'll hit the stellar mark a year down the line. The next to were, in essence, noise bands. Unlike the noise bands I've encountered in the past, however, these two almost had songs! Wooden Wand & the Vanishing Voice were a mainly acoustic and hushed noise, but noise all the same. They had some pretty sweet moments in their songs. I Heart Lung however were boggling, and not in a good way. The two musicians, a guitarist and drummer, seemed to always be playing two different songs. I just didn't get it, and never will.But now onto the main event, and poor poor Raymond Raposa, the hairy man in the pictue above. As he began setting up his instruments I became confused. From what I had understood, and heard, Castanets were a 4 piece, not just one hairy man. Turns out I was rightm the main man behind the Castanets was just havin a bad day. He had broken his E string earlier AND lost 3 of his members the night before. I'm not really sure what that meant, but they definately weren't there. LUCKILY he was amazingly skilled at using a sample pedal. So, under the circumstances he played a fantastic, albeit understandably short, set.
So, in the end, today I'm putting up Castanet's Cathedral. I put this up in response to my own feeling that I've been specializing in fairly aggressive. Between afrobeat and shredding art-punk, I've been makin' things rock hard, during a season of realaxation. So today I present a good ol' back porch album. Quiet hushes folky country, it'll make you want to build that back porch if oyu don't have one already. So enjoy, I'm tire of writing and it's late.
Castanet's - Cathedral
Love,
John
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