A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Blanched
Just when I think Vermont has little to offer the musical world but jam bands on skis, it turns out Brattleboro has a happening little freakout scene. I've been digging into the wild cartoon soundworld of Blanche Blanche Blanche, and I suspect my mind will be the weirder for it. With 10 or so albums blasted out in the last couple years, I truly admire their work ethic, nearly as much as I do the zigzag logic of the songs themselves. Ariel Pink is a natural touchstone for these guys, but the aforementioned rustic homeland lends them a friendly, non-menacing air. Here are a couple snapshots of the landscapes they inhabit.
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