We saw a complicated version of ourselves in the visual retrospect seen on Burnout Days, the new single from flipturn. The catchy slightly nostalgic jam embraces a sentiment familiar to Bruce Springsteen or Sam Fender. It evolves that deeper into indie rock realms and blesses it with a fantastic music video.
It’s an oceanside odyssey, with visual retrospections that recall the the moments you’re constantly trying to recreate until there’s nothing left. It’s in that defeated moment that you realize you’ve already experienced it, and this new reality is a washed up attempt to chase it down one last time. Most of us fall out, and the bottom hits hard. Enjoy this bliss.
Andy Frasco & The U.N. are fun as hell. Their new single Try Not To Die is guaranteed to become an in concert anthem. The lyrics are one collective mantra their pseudo hippie following is likely to embrace. It’s easy to see the insanity of it all, and even easier to ignore it.
Try Not To Die brings it to the surface and Frasco offers an effective lyric video to help cement the lyrics in your brainspace. So you can sing along, of course. Give yourself a good time out, go see this band live. They will deliver the escape you need from this narratives daunting truth.
Ben L’Oncle Soul doesn’t hide from what makes him magnificent. He’s got soul. It’s written right into his namesake. His new single I Got Home is convincing evidence of that moniker. It finds the award wining French Soul Singer in a composition worthy of Mark Ronson’s best work.
Whether it be Amy Winehouse or Mavis Staples, I Got Home is an equally infectious retro soul gem. The vibe is amplified in the silhouette illuminated blue brilliance of the music video. It’s a crazy good throwback with a very memorable voice to propel it. Get funky with it.
Manbird has something to say about Endless Suffering. If it’s not instantly conveyed by their music you can dig into their music video for a visual expose’. Buyer beware, these images aren’t easy to digest. We assume it’s crucifix reenactment, a brutal cultural practice. There’s also some curious jest, with the specter of The Dude dancing his way through this awful parade.
Stylistically the song imagines how Lou Reed might sound in a shoegaze arrangement. We freaking love it. How does it make you feel? Dig in.
The Wild Is Calling 