Certain things slot together so convincingly it’s enough to suspect predestination. The dulcet tones of another lost Saturday. Cadences of synth chords last heard of The Cure’s Disintegration album. Fat and greasy globules of rain striking the pavement at obtuse angles, washing away the sins of this fair city. Layers of chiselled reverb, planted at junctures within the melody as if an elaborate form of punctuation.
Was whilst waiting for the Queen’s own postal service to deliver my 7” copy of ‘Tortoise Regret Hare’ by James Yorkston (the b-side is a cover of the self same song by King Creosote, a wonderfully imaginative interpretation that hangs against the tide as if conceived in an echo chamber). Unfortunately the internal rhythms of the Queen’s own postal service weren’t conducive to supplying my vinyl fix – at least for today – hence the requisite dip in the pool of new releases. I do have an addiction to maintain, after all.
You may have noticed I’ve cunningly sewn the opening paragraph with a few descriptions of The History Of Colour TV’s latest single. A somewhat enigmatic band – Berlin based and with membership culled from the US and UK – and this is a somewhat enigmatic track, cleverly subverting the shoegaze template. If this attraction to music is all about momentum – as this blog regularly alludes – then this is a perfect example of a coy yet grinding detail; the type of record mined from exotic ground, and where the strip lights strobe with egregious allure.
The History Of Colour TV / 1-800 Badnite