“Softer and Softer” offers the first taste of Strange Bedfellows, a new album by Eddie Chacon and Sissy St. Marie, better known as The Polyamorous Affair. The song compares to drinking a pina colada. The synth is the delicious cool liquid and the beats are the textured pineapple you’re drinking from, tangy sweet yellow on the inside and a little bit tough on the outside. This makes the lyrics the alcohol. Seductive and smokey, the part that scrambles your mind. It takes a few repetitions until you realize Sissy St. Marie is saying “Softer and softer…like an innocent baby wallabee.” Polyamorous Affair videos tend to be romantic, bizarre tales of slapstick violence. It’s always a love story about two characters Anthony Burgess might enjoy describing. Here, rendered coolly by director Nuka Wølk Mathiassen.
VOICEs VOICEs lives up to its name, enveloping ears with a vocal cascade in a secret language. Even reading the duo’s lips in the video for “Flulyk Visions” would stump Helen Keller. It sounds pretty, though—sorry, Helen—as the girls push words and sounds backwards and forwards so much that meaning takes a backseat to production coolness. A crashing cymbal anchoring the rhythm keeps the song grounded while the effects explore extraterrestrial haunted cathedrals.
The sharp-looking video emphasizes dark underpinned by psychedelic, sprinkled with a little time-lapse nature. It comes directed by Cuauhtzin Gutierrez, special effects by Dr. Strangeloop, Connor O’ Brien as D.P., and co-edited by Bryan Avila & Gutierrez. This ain’t no point and shoot creation.
Day two’s featured weirdo seized 5 minutes of fame between Band Of Skulls & Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. He rolled a ball around in his hands…
As quickly as the spectators gathered, they turned away without a clap or giving a tip. But he seemed inspired. Let this be symbolic of Day 2′s inclination towards the psychedelic.
Saturday’s country rep, Old Crow Medicine Medicine Show, wielded the power of string bands—old school party music—and talked up Southern food metaphors for sex. Sex was a hot topic today, mingling in places with the overall psychedelic electric feel. Actually saw a woman caressing her man’s wee wee in middle of the day while he lay back tanning his armpits. [shudder] Beach House enveloped the lullaby bedside of psychedelic while The XX covered …
If your dogs aren’t barking by the end of day one, you’re probably high and have a nosebleed and don’t even know it. Nosebleeds abounded for some reason amongst the crowd at Coachella’s first day. As did people on all kinds of drugs at all times of the day. Holding hands with friends and staring at the grass might be fun, but with all the music to keep up with, it seems hallucinatory distractions are barely necessary. Imagine meeting this woman on drugs:
She presses your forehead to her cheek and tells you a story. When she was little playing in the snow with her brother, he got bored and she was nagging. He rolled up a ball of dirt and she peed on it and what that did was create the …
New Year’s Eve is coming right up. Making resolutions is an important step that must be on our minds RIGHT NOW. How are you going to make your entire life better starting Jan 1st? The pressure’s on. But Lupe Fiasco is cruising, or, kick-pushing, his way right on into 08. With a new album (that some May call a literary venture pulling hip hop out of the dredges of dumbness, others May call it a bit complicated, Avril, and at times, eh…) AND here is Fiasco’s resolution, which is by no means directed towards saving the dolphins (did you know 2/3 of their population was obliterated by tuna fishing nets???) or even saving hip hop. The man wants to move in next door to Donald Trump. All I want to know is, can I come too?