June Panic

God. Where have you guys been? I have totally been up on my NMMs but none of you have been around.

Today is June Panic and his strangely, slightly experimental and fractured pop. June Panic is the work of one guy, probably in a bedroom or basement (hipster requirement for authenticity- it's all about the music), and seems deeply personal. The best part about June Panic (and all good music that is deemed experimental) is the fact that there are easily accessible melodies through the different sounds. The songs are fun to follow through twists and turns. There is a payoff to this music as opposed to others that are trying different things (Sonic Youth and The Mars Volta, for instance). I am sure there is a very small subset of society that believes June Panic is genius. That seems to be a little strong but it is a very good listen.

Some morsels of the MFNW last week....

I arrived in POrtland about one week before an awesome music festival packed full of performances by bands I know and love, and by bands I don't know and might love, and bands I know and don't love. I still wanted to see them all. I couldn't though. Festivals in general stress me out. My desire to optimize is too strong. I can effectively triangulate the shortest distances between 8 million venues in a new city, and there are inevitably bands I LOVE playing at the same time. It isn't fun for me. So I bought individual tickets (you know, like in the old days) and went on Friday and Saturday night to one venue (each night) and saw 7 bands. I will talk about 2 of them for NMM....

Dan Mangan, from Vancouver, playing with a fantastic band and really delighting me beyond expectations. The finale was a song called Robots (it's on his myspace page) that was a giant singalong with Dan in the crowd. I am a total sucker for a singalong. The recorded version isn't quite as awesome, but it gives you a good entree.

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The Portland Cello Project, an experimental, dizzying, audacious, fusion of classical instrumentation and (often) hip hop. On their Myspace page, there some okay stuff, but when they played behind Crooked Fingers, it was pure beauty (not on their site).

I suggest you check them both out, preferably live.

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Am I the only person who posts to this blog anymore? Granted it's New Music Wednesday this week (my bad!), but I have been suffering some pret-ty significant technical difficulties the last few weeks. Throw in a Labor Day holiday and I am useless! But today's band is excellent. Perhaps not new to you, but excellent nonetheless. They are called Listenlisten. No, I didn't stutter. That's their name, which Rolling Stone LOVES (see below). They are from Texas and are helping me get over my emotional departure from the state with which, it turns out, I have a fairly complex relationship. The love, the loathing-- it's all very complicated. Anyway, listen to it. I can't really describe it any better than they did, but I can add that I dig it. You should just give it a listenlisten. I crack myself up.

“Finally, a band name we can believe in! Mysterious and borderline un-Googleable Houston collective proves expert at putting the ghosts back into Goth-folk. Their upcoming full-length, Hymns from Rhodesia, is a spellbinding collection of country-gospel songs haunted by loneliness and loss.” --Rolling Stone