UPCOMING EVENTS //

SILK FLOWERS (Usa, Captured Tracks) / TWINKRANES (Ire, Twisted Nerve)


Skinny Wolves & Foggy Notions Presents:

SILK FLOWERS (Usa, Captured Tracks) /
TWINKRANES (Ire, Twisted Nerve)
w/ CIXOUS GHOST

Friday 23rd July '10
'BLOCK T' (Ex - Chinese Market Smithfield)
New Smithfield Arts Centre, DUBLIN

Doors 8pm // ADM : 10e // BYOB


SILK FLOWERS

(Usa, Post Present Medium / Captured Tracks)

http://www.myspace.com/silkflowersnyc

On its self-titled debut released on No Age's Post Present Medium label, Silk Flowers plays rough-textured, electronic pop that sounds as though it has been pressed from a worn-out cassette tape. The lo-fi quality of the LP (recorded with Fred Thomas of Saturday Looks Good to Me and City Center) reinforces the bittersweet, emotional shadings of singer/multi-instrumentalist Aviram Cohen’s baritone voice—suggesting Scott Walker fronting an early Mute Records group. Songs lead by vocalist/electronics player Ethan Swan recall the adenoidal Fury-era Chris Thompson backed by a mechanized version of Crass. And the music throughout, anchored by keyboardist Peter Schuette, fits beguiling melodies sometimes reminiscent of utopian krautrockers Harmonia and Tangerine Dream into condensed pop structures.

The group, encompassing one half of Car Clutch (Swan) and former members of Soiled Mattress and the Springs (Cohen, Schuette), creates a sound that bears little resemblance to the musicians’ past efforts. But Silk Flowers has a clearly traceable lineage in the softly spoken history of electronic music and the darker recesses of pop past. The result? A percolating grid of swelling, anthemic keyboards; analog-heaven tape echo; crackling, sometimes-dub-like rhythms; and carefully counterbalanced vocals.


TWINKRANES

(Ire, Twisted Nerve/ Finders Keepers)

http://www.myspace.com/twinkranes

Twinkranes specialise in coded psychedelia and zone out progressive pop music. In November 2009 the Dublin based electronic outfit released their debut long player – “Spektrumtheatresnakes” to critical acclaim. The LP melds the worlds of motor driven kraut, space rock, psychedelia, drone and avant pop.

ABOUT SPEKTRUMTHEATRESNAKES
“… a fantastically unhinged mix of speeded-up krautrock rhythms, dirty drones and wonky synthesizers, which is at once weird and danceable and very pop.” 9/10 - NME

“After four stabs of organ, High Tekk Train Wreck sprints away from the lights with a squeal of wheelspin, its ­motorik soundling like a customised and tuned Ford Focus on a suburban ­estate rather than a sedately cruising BMW on the autobahns.” 4/5 - THE GUARDIAN

“Twinkranes have commendably taken it upon themselves to filter Krautrock’s weighty influences through the sensuous prism of pop and dance music.” 4/5 - RECORD COLLECTOR

“Their debut album is primetime psych rock lunacy, a heart stopping barrage of frenzied krautrock rhythums, extraterrestrial synth strops, technicolored guitars and monster monster grooves.” 4/5 - THE IRISH TIMES

For those of you that like your music to be intense and cerebral, you’ll love Spektrumtheatresnakes. Despite the multitude of influences, it is a truly unique album, and timeless too. This could’ve been recorded at any point in the last 40 years and it would still sound contemporary, yet futuristic. An exciting and intriguing debut - SUPERSWEET.ORG


CIXOUS GHOST

http://www.myspace.com/ghostchips

A one-woman barrage of sound, a beat séance from the edge of the etheric, not so much beyond the veil as pushing through it with glove-fingered hands - Cixous Ghost's music is music that goes dum-ba-dum-bump in the night, screeches in the early hours of the morning and hums its way through the afternoon. Muscular and driven, a fragile beauty floats above the fray, translucent and wavering, as broken toys and lost souls writhe in a dance best described as 'otherwordly' or 'obscene' or 'oh..?'. A veteran of the femino-anarcho-punko-queero-pop-rock and everything in betweeno-scene, Emily Aoibheann (Party Weirdo, Janey Mac, Holy Ghost Toast, Avanti Maria!) takes a canny ear for a catchy beat and combines it with an unvarnished and unashamed blissful weirdness to produce a solo project that spits in the eye of phallagocentric rock and offers a vigorous back rub with its cold, clammy fingers.