Listened Methyl Ethel - Triage from triple j
Two years on from their breakthrough hit โ€˜Ubuโ€™, Methyl Ethel return with their third album, Triage.
I love stumbling upon an artist by chance and just diving in. I did this over summer with Client Liaison and I have done this recently with Methyl Ethel. I came upon the music while watching Rage one night and was hooked. There is a slickness to the production, whilst still maintaining space to move. I would place Triage somewhere between Twin Shadow, Sarah Blasko and Miike Snow.
Listened Dave Harrington: Pure Imagination, No Country from Pitchfork
With a group behind him that recalls the electronic jazz splatter of โ€™90s New York, Dave Harringtonโ€™s guitar work becomes a psychedelic, soft-hued quest for transcendence.
One half of Darkside, Dave Harrington’s instrumental outing feels very much like a spacial experience. My highlight is the cover of Pure Imagination from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I would place this album somewhere inbetween Pink Floyd and Tortoise

Read Jesse Jarnow’s review for a further breakdown of the album.

Listened G Flip
I came upon G Flip via her performance on This Night is Yours. I had not really heard her music before and was intrigued by the way she presented herself. Drink Too Much is in contrast to the hard rocker persona that I had bought into.

This EP is slick and well produced, often built around layers of keyboards. There is however still room to move.

Listened Maggie Rogers from Maggie Rogers
There is something odd about Maggie Rogers first album, an album compiled of both the new and old. Like Amy Shark’s debut, there is an inconsistency throughout. Alaska’s luscious subtly is in contrast to the more upbeat tracks such as Give a Little:

I would not be as critical as Lauren Snapes to question the production.

Whether itโ€™s down to Greg Kurstin, Rostam and Kid Harpoon, or Rogersโ€™ own intentions, her major-label debut is overproduced. Teeming with cicada hiss, beats as tacky as an army of tongues, synths that reverberate like a pigeon cooing down an exhaust pipe, bell-like resonance, and wan R&B runs, it suggests a more sylvan Sylvan Esso, Haim if theyโ€™d grown up in Portland, the last traces of residue from a decade of Bitte Orca.

However, as with Shark, I am intrigued by where to next.