A delightfully disturbing exercise in melodic mental-breakdowns and stream of consiousness. The RHCP guitarist freaks out over their commercial success by showing everyone that he is way to weird for that kind of thing. It sounds unhinged, loose and dangerous but actually makes so much sense.
With a warm, fuzzy sound and eerie dissonance Maggie Bjorklund takes you on a estranging journey of warm country tunes and ice cold psychedelic folk. A mixture that comes across as very, very effective. Each track stands out, but the total picture is what makes this record. Embrace the freaky.
Harbringer of lo-fi 'funeral folk', the creepiest atmospheres, the darkest corners of music. Phenomenal!
Get sleazy and get stoned, cuz it's time for a Dead Meadow record. While songs tend to be less memorable in writing than Old Growth, the sound these guys produce is so iconic to their style, that more of the same is always better. Kick back and let the light shine thru.
Two tracks of the 'new' Banhart, confirming a more poppy-sound in mellow production. Fortunately, it still manages to keep the Cripple Crow vibe alive, especially in the wonderful Loring Baker.