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Whilk & Misky – Babe I’m Yours

The UK duo called Whilk & Misky are fairly new to the US music scene, and only recently released their first EP, “The First Sip” – in December. “Babe I’m Yours” is my personal favorite of the 4-track EP, and if you’re into Chet Faker-esque vocals paired with folksy guitar and percussion, you’ll probably get hooked too.

I woke up last Saturday with a slight hangover. Thanks tequila!! And as I woke up this song was somehow etched into my mind. Perhaps I had briefly jammed to it before bed, perhaps my brain was simply latching onto something calm stored up there from an earlier listen of the song. Either way, I hazily walked around the house singing the “babe I’m yours” line, over and over, barely able to reach the depth of Charlie’s voice. But it slightly eased the intensity of sore mind caused by the previous evening’s shenanigans. So of course I had the urge to listen to the entirety of the song, and am so glad I did! Mainly because before that morning, I’d only passively listened to the track whilst working and hadn’t truly appreciated the artistry of the duo. The only bit that had resinated with me up to that point was the one line stuck in my head. On that morning, my mind wanted something to help ease the hangover, and it just happened to be the sound of Charlie’s throaty voice and Nima’s folksy strumming. What’s your hangover remedy? Of course mine was accompanied by copious amounts of water.

Whilk & Misky will release their first full album later this year, so stay tuned to their unique sound!

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Bahamas – Caught Me Thinking

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When I first heard “Caught Me Thinking,” I imagined a Vampire Weekendesque trio, nonchalant in skinny jeans, picking out lo-fi WASPafarian knockoffs.

That’s not a bad thing. At first listen, the track is a light plinky plank riff that doesn’t exactly capture the memory. It’s breezy undercurrent flows through barroom breakdowns and little disco stabs. And don’t forget the maraca!

What I first thought was dead wrong.

Bahamas is Afie Jurvanen, a solo artist based in Ontario, Canada. He, in hilariously clichéd, yet apparently still effective fashion, recorded his debut album in a rural cabin.

Now listen to the lyrics, the almost-country twang, the brit-rock bass. What first comes off as beach boombox fodder reveals itself as an introspective solo record better suited for a headphoned autumn train ride.

This is the only song I’ve ever heard by Mr. Jurvanen, and I have no idea where I got it. But I’m sure glad it came around.

Bahamas – Caught Me Thinking

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Mammals feat. Flash Forest – Move Slower

Occasionally, adult life transports you back to specific youthful moments. My volleyball team played in our season tournament last night, and as we served, hit and cheered out each point, I found myself lost in the buzz. That same buzz I felt when I was 17, and time seemed to slow with every audacious play and every monumental point.

Depend today, I’ll away, somehow.
Believe me stay, what dismay, I’ll away somehow.
Far away from this day I’ll be born a child.
Move slower.

Move Slower creates that buzz, and reaches out for something that feels so unattainable. The chillwave beat crossed with a Pixies-like riff lays the framework for the ethereal vocals floating in. Flash Forest, the architect of the beat, hails from Melbourne, where he weaves hiphop rhythms with electronica synths. His collaboration with Mammals creates an entirely new sound for the Sydney-based folk singer. Take some time to set sail on the ambient ocean.

Mammals feat. Flash Forest – Move Slower

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Stone Cold Fox – American

At the center of my true heart lies an innately curious, bespectacled nerd. My latest fascination has been the infinite universe, the journey beyond our known environment. I’ve been reading Carl Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot which discusses the human future in space and how minuscule we are relative to the vast cosmic ocean. The “pale blue dot” refers to a photograph of Earth taken by the Voyager 1 spacecraft from 3.7 billion miles away. There we exist as a lonely speck of faint blue light, floating in an expanse of darkness. It is a terrifying solitude. But yet, we are all here together, writing our histories in the same place they’ve all been written before.

Stone Cold Fox’s American struck me neither as patriotic nor proud. Instead, the gritty guitar riffs and pounding drums echo nostalgia and hope. It speaks to the shared journey of existence, to the dream that we all seek to determine. It’s the human experience, not just the American one.

I will stay up late and dig my own trench
I’ll ask all the questions they never present
And it’s sick and its vain and it’s hard to explain
To question the role or the play of the game
Not for your founding father or for the new born threat
Not for your radical breach that you tend to forget
Not for your good mother or the weight of her debt
Not for your children at sea, but your own way.”

Stone Cold Fox is beautifully and aptly Americana; the guitars are bright and the bass drum kicks hard. Kevin Olken Henthorn‘s vocals quiver with sentiment before resounding with determination. American is both a reminder of our origins and a declaration of our future. Maybe it’s an emotional Monday, but this track is just what I needed for a fresh start. After all, we’re all stuck in this cosmic search together.

Stone Cold Fox – American