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12 minutes isn’t a whole lot of time for a musician to convey everything they want on a record. But some musicians give off the impression that they’re always writing new music. Everything that follows a notable release tends to welcome disparate levels of reflection, kept akin behind the novel characteristics that first drew you in. Whether it’s directly drawn from the vocals or passively gained through the layers surrounding its harmonies, holo pleasures is heedless, but is still a fitting progression for the project’s namesake in Elvis Depressedly.
Yet, the scope of this release actually draws more influence from previous Coma Cinema records rather than the few self-released Elvis Depressedly albums. The opening half lingers through Blue Suicide-reminiscent tones, where “pepsi/coke suicide” sparks much of the initial connection. The later half of this short release blends in even more outerlying elements unaccustomed to Elvis Depressedly. “weird honey” easily stands out on this side, especially as Mat Cothran sings “if there’s a cool spot in hell, I hope you get it.” New distinctions and past connections both become equally important for this release.
holo pleasures 7″ is out April 16th from Birdtapes.
Earlier this summer, the radical South Carolina label Fork and Spoon released a HUGE compilation called Free Love Free Download 2012—highly recommend downloading. All tracks considered, one of the standouts on the compilation was this song below, “Girl” by William Busbee.
The fragile falsetto, the lo-fi recording, and the yearning of it all. It sucked me in almost immediately. And if it does the same for you, then you’re in luck, because my buddy Jordan over at Fork and Spoon just sent this album over. next to the boat is recorded entirely live from a local house party in Colombia, South Carolina. It’s the perfect continuation of all the things I loved about “Girl”. Enjoy the stream below, and download it for free here.
Time after time, I fall in love with Mat Cothran. Whether the project be Coma Cinema, Gremlins, or Elvis Depressedly, Mat’s essence shines through a bleak world of apathy, straight to my soul. Whether the focal point be his wavering voice, a gently strummed acoustic guitar, or a simple warbling synth melody, he takes otherwise banal elements and creates nothing short of magic. And what’s even more endearing is that right when I feel like I’ve gotten to know his newest output, he (in this case, drunkenly) sets free yet another—usually even more penetrating and overwhelmingly real than the last.
Mickey’s Dead is nothing short of another special release from Mat. Give it the full listen that it deserves below:
Rather than psychoanalyze his enigmatic persona through 10 tracks myself, we’ll let him do the talking with the help of his best bud, Justin Blackburn:
day drinking in a small room again and again and again, self inflicted mountains of bad laundry days and beer cans and defeated instruments played by broken fingers tumbling down the hillside towards some abandoned building. from the fifty yard line I can see the flowers bloom, the sweet loud mouth repetition of every dream come true that loved you enough to fulfill it’s promise to die for you.
i have been scared of forgiveness, wishing i’d drowned in the sink my mother bathed me in. feeling sorry for every grave that is ruined by a body. calling my father through the psychic hotline but being too much of a little bitch to say anything when he answers drunk, yelling at his father. fucking up, passing out in thick thunder clouds vomiting through my smile.
“kill a personality create a persona.” love is money, god is love, jesus died on the cross so i could quit my job and start a band. that’s what i did. forgive me. i love you without knowing what love is.