I think I’m getting this music blog lark. Episodes etched from across the big pile of records that hide behind the rocking chair, pitching camp in the corner where the giant potted cactus used to reach out (those spiny limbs always eager to embrace drunk music bloggers high on the latest 7” from androgynous dark techno acts from Baden-Baden).
Somehow I’ve managed to spend a considerable amount of consecutive waking days glued to headphones, assimilating bass riffs and guitar hooks and nice squelchy blips that sound like a Moog being joyously eviscerated (but are no doubt produced by one of those computers that kids have nowadays). I’ve no idea where the time has gone; there’s only vague notions of autistic application to the playlist, the listening equivalent of taught leather straps pinioning my wrists and ankles to the exoskeleton of that same rocking chair – the one by the amp and the stack of Beta Band EPs.
Seriously, how many times should you listen to the same track on heavy repeat before Social Services are called?
I’ve featured The Faux Noise before on this blog. The ongoing premise of subject matter here is deliberately obtuse, circling at the parameters of musical themes because that’s where my interests lay (after all, I’m guessing that if you’re after a steady stream of record reviews, gig reviews, style tips and the hotel room numbers of that cute hip band who are playing in your city this very night, there might just be a few sites you’ll be hitting before this one).
Occasionally however I’ll make an exception, and champion like a fan-boy certain records precisely because they’re so alluring, bands and singers whose approach to making music is akin to sculpture, fluted columns of texture that subtly ripple whenever your vantage point is flipped. And The Faux Noise are one of those acts; new single ‘Leave Her To Heaven’ is a deceptive piece of music, carefully crafted layers assembled so that everything’s in equilibrium – the widescreen scenic detail of delicate guitar, vocals reminiscent of an Erlend Øye record, a bass track that at first glance appears to carry the melody – until you realise actually floats above it. Listen to this on repeat on two things may happen – the clever textures are blissfully revealed, and your cactus plant may want a hug.
The Faux Noise / Leave Her To Heaven