current summer crushes

Caitlyn here, I’m crushing pretty hard on some bands right now. Here’s a brief rundown:

Band: Pity Sex. Three dudes and a lady from Ann Arbor, Michigan

Sounds like: lo-fi shoegaze-y pop (think Dinosaur Jr with My Bloody Valentine ambience)

Perfect for: sun-soaked beach tunes

Listen to:

Band: Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks. Basically Stephen’s best stuff post Pavement. Sometimes, period.

Sounds like: a guy who can make an eye roll audible

Perfect for: getting stuck on the 405 and hating on The Man

Listen to:

Band: Joyce Manor. Some good ol’ punx out of Torrance, California who aren’t afraid to get real emotional.

Sounds like: Guided by Voices meets pop-punk

Perfect for: screaming along to in your car at embarrassing volumes

Listen to:

Band: Camera Obscura. Scottish sunshine, shimmery indie-pop

Sounds like: summer heartbreak

Perfect for: thinking about your summer crush

Listen to:

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FYF 2013

FYF Fest 2013 Poster

As previously mentioned, 2013 seems to be a wonderful gift from musicians to us. From My Bloody Valentine releasing a new album after nearly 22 years (or my entire lifetime) of silence following the effervescent Lovelessto them gracing the US shores for the first time since 2009 at none other than LA’s own slice of the music festival pie, the two-day FYF Festival.  The festival is celebrating their 10 year anniversary in style, with a lineup that is positively drool worthy. Spanning August 24th and 25th, the first day features legit heavy-hitters Yeah Yeah Yeahs supported by a stellar cast of TV on the Radio, Devendra Banhart, Deerhunter, Toro y Moi, Death Grips, Thee Oh Sees, Ty Segall, Dan Deacon, Title Fight, Joyce Manor, Foxygen, Metz, Crystal Antlers, and Waxahatchee (it was really goddamn hard not to name the whole lineup). And folks, that’s just the first day!  Sunday will include My Bloody Fucking Valentine along with Beach House, Solange, Yo La Tengo, Washed Out, Holy Ghost!, Kurt Vile, !!!, Touche Amore, Mac Demarco, and Guards. Holy guacamole kids, this is gonna be a doozy.

If you’re feeling overwhelmed, I’ve made a playlist to help you prepare accordingly.

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Throwback Thursday: The Lonesome Crowded West


I must confess, the first Modest Mouse album that ever graced my ears was Good News For People Who Love Bad News (2004), the album that produced one of the catchiest damn radio hits from a scrawny indie band (you know the one) ever.  Ever since, the Issaquah, WA band has never quite been able to escape the limelight. Consequently, diehard fans of their earlier work would claim that you’d be doing yourself a disservice if you neglected to rifle through their discography, retrospectively. The album preceding GNFPWLBN was The Moon & Antarctica (2000), and since that’s not the album I chose to talk about today, I’ll keep it real short and say that it’s nearly goddamn perfect. So listen to it. Shoo. But its 1997 predecessor, The Lonesome Crowded West, is not to be overlooked.

Earlier this year, Pitchfork released a forty-five minute documentary on the making of The Lonesome Crowded West. It’s a rare look into the humble beginnings of a band that would later become stadium sellers, at a time when most of them weren’t old enough to get drinks at the bars they were playing in. Some of my favorite moments are the interviews with Isaac Brock himself, declaring his contempt for urban sprawl with a pronounced lisp and a sleeping cat draped upon his lap.  Another shining moment is a short clip of the late Elliott Smith, shyly admitting that the upcoming Modest Mouse were “innovative and emotional.” There’s an interview with Modest Mouse’s arguably biggest influence and contemporary, the recently established Built to Spill, also singing the young band’s praises.  The doc delves into each song individually, beginning with the moody, semi-autobiographical “Trailer Trash,” an angsty, yet tongue-in-cheek image of a broken trailer park family, a “short love and a long divorce / with a couple of kids of course,” and the protagonist “shouting that you’re all fakes!” in a Holden Caulfield-like fashion.  “Trucker’s Atlas” is a rolicking, ten-minute ode to the life of a touring band in a time before GPS and smart phones. “Teeth Like God’s Shoeshine” functions as an introductory piece to the whole album, and proves to be an elegant teaser of the many reaches of Isaac’s voice and emotion displayed throughout the record. “Doin The Cockroach” breaks out into a drum-heavy groove number, daring the audience not to dance. “I’m trying to drink away the part of the day that I cannot sleep away” laments Brock on “Polar Opposites,” becoming one of the most memorable and awfully apt lyrics of the album.

It’s an album for modern-age transcendentalists, for those who think strip-malls are ugly as hell, for those who get drunk on the Amtrak and who have ever had the urge to skip out on responsibility and road trip across the country. It was a prophetic album that pumped life into American post-punk at a crucial time, and is still a joyous listen nearly fifteen years later.

Summerbaby, show me the town.

Hello readers of Lisa’s blog, nice too e-meet you. I’m Caitlyn, recordsLisa’s longtime friend and self-appointed music mentor. If this blog was a movie, Lisa would be the director, producer, writer, lead actor, costume designer, location scout, so on and so forth. But I’m quite positive she would let me be in charge of the soundtrack, which is about all the responsibility I could handle anyways. I take this role pretty darn seriously, because let’s be honest, life is far too short to listen to Katy Perry (Lisa will totally debate me on this one, but I’ll tell her to shut up and turn up LCD Soundsystem).

I mused on what kind of playlist I would create for my inaugural contribution, and as I live in Southern California, immersed in sunshine and pavement and heat waves and beach cities, I couldn’t escape the inevitable. This is going to be “Just Another Summertime Playlist” playlist, two thousand and thirteen edition. If you’ve been vaguely conscious for any of 2013, you probably know that it has been one hell of a year for new music releases. Whether it’s a musical juggernaut releasing a solid new album (Vampire Weekend, The National, for god sakes Daft Punk), or relatively new bands releasing albums that leave you begging for more (Cayucas, Savages), 2013 is one for the record(store) books.  So here are some sunshine jams, from the best that 2013 has to offer (so far):