The internet is incomprehensibly vast. I like to occasionally dip my toe into the abyss of music on Bandcamp, by following tags of places I’ve never heard of, or wading through gag tags. I find a lot of insanity, but this time I’ve found a gem. Unfortunately, I’m not quite clear what the gem is yet, because it is clouded by its own mystery.
EVA is a delightful folk artist with some opera-worthy vibratos thrown in for good measure, but it’s her distinct personality that makes her so compelling. She describes her EP as the precise dictionary definition of “catholic,” and calls her music a litany of humorous and even minorly self-deprecating genres, including yolk folk and scat scum. This abrasive yet endearing tone isn’t so far from that of her songs, if you go through and really analyze her lyrics. “Trash” contains both a nervous and glucose breakdown, which I like to think are directly related to the plot of the track. Not to mention my favorite line(s) from her other song, “No Star”: “Lovable is really so absurd for you to boast/ Coming from a parasite I keep pining to host.” How romantic.
What is the cherry on top of this lovely new artist is her dedication to withholding any information about herself or her career. From my extensive five minute research on this artist, I cannot locate a website, social media presence, or even any suggestion that any Eva Patterson in the world has musical talent. Who are you Eva? Give me more music for my ears!
Find the only information available on this phantom on Bandcamp.
Magic Bronson may not have coined that famous phrase about neighbors and fences, but the tone in their most recent single seems to match it. All things considered, “Fences” by Magic Bronson is a tribute to the duo’s parents, and a catchy one at that. But there is still an aspect of the track that feels tongue in cheek, which seems to both thank the most important people in their lives while also acknowledging just how hard it is to follow your dreams. “Good enough just doesn’t make it, kid you gotta take it into your own hands,” cries frontman Michael Nicastro. Brutal advice, but if you’re going to seriously pursue your passion, you need to hear it. And the only people who love you enough to tell you are good ol’ Mom and Dad.
“Fences” will be out on Magic Bronson’s upcoming LP, Wildlife, out 11/4 on War Cry Records. For more information on Magic Bronson, visit their website.
Napoleon takes on after Sufjan Stevens in his latest creative undertaking.
I recently discovered Napoleon, a musician who makes beats like a chilled, electro Ratatat. In other words, this is what the future sounded like in the ‘90s, with all the spacey clean synths. When looking further into Napoleon’s career and recent recordings I discovered that he had embarked upon a new and extensive project. Similar to the Sufjan Stevens’ 50 albums for 50 states hoax, Napoleon announced he would release one four-track EP each month this year. I think Sufjan’s major downfall was that he didn’t give himself a deadline, but Napoleon is cranking out the tunes like he means it. (I think Sufjan’s other downfall was that he never could have been able to write enough lyrics for the boring states like Kansas and Iowa.)
October is upon us, so the September EP, 9: A Golden Roadtrip, has just been released. Below, I’ve listed my favorite track from each month’s EP, starting with the most recent release, and will update for the future three EPs that are slated to be released in the next three months. Don’t give up now, Napoleon! You’ve come too far to stop now!
For more information on Napoleon, visit his website. (I included two tracks from February’s EP because somehow, in 28 days, Napoleon wrote five tracks, rather than his promised four. Madness.)
Falling asleep to classical music is not uncommon. But whatever happened to the lullaby? Lullabies, as the name somewhat implies, are meant to make you fall asleep. I suppose these bedtime tunes are associated with children, but children are not the only ones that have trouble falling asleep. Adults need to once again embrace the lullaby. Particularly, embrace Kathleen Mary Lee’s latest single, “Hours Gone By.”
This track is delicate and soft, from the strums of the guitar to the whispered vocals. The rhythm gently pulses underneath the morose lyrics about a love lost, but not forgotten. It is written like a poem with a specific rhyme scheme and sounds so sweet coming from the duet of Lee and Tom Wright. It is a song so soothing that the silence heard once it is over feels overwhelming. So play it again, and again, and soon you’ll find yourself drifting off to sleep.
Next year you can expect Kathleen Mary Lee’s next LP. In the meantime, you can browse her back catalogue.