Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Baby tortoise in the desert

I used to like Tortoise a lot. Probably more than they deserved. It's pleasant stuff, but listening these days, they sound like less than the sum of their parts (though they get big ups for schlepping around two marimbas all these years). Here's one of those parts—bassist Doug McCombs's solo project, which does the proverbial 'soundtrack to imaginary film' thing, and does it quite well. He's one of the least bass-y bass players around. Which adds range to the melodies, but sadly, suggests that there was very little bass face going on at the sessions. Oh those dour Chicagoans.

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