Wildhart hail from Sweden. They combine almost jazzy elements with shimmering synths and soundscapes with gentle vocals. Shake Off is ambient-induced chill out music, while still staying in the realm of electro pop. It’s one of those albums that lets you drift off into daydreams when it gets dark so early outside.
If singles like this one and Fantasy are anything to go by, Wildhart might be about to make a name for themselves. With their debut album coming out November 11th, I’m sure there’s a lot more to come.
In the middle of this pretty sunny but awfully cold October, I think what we all need is some vaguely melancholy but really sunny music.
Don’t Call Me Calm is simple and effortless. It’s a song about affection and distance, having to be patient. It’s inspired by the psych guitar music he likes so much and you can tell. There’s a funky guitar, some gentle harmonies and a whole lot of ambience.
So have a little sitdown by the window with a cup of tea and enjoy all the best feelings of autumn.
Fresh off my hiatus (which may or may not have been because I was actually doing some grown up work for an actual company and not blabbing away irrelevance into the vast chatter of the internet) here’s my track of the week to get back into writing.
For the ultimate chill, dreamy vibes to start the week off, have some Tycho. It’s been a while and I’m glad to see him back out with new and even cooler stuff. For more of my words in a more elaborate review, head on over to Can You Ear It and check out the first thing I wrote for them.
Have a beautiful week, everyone!
There are moments when you feel like you’re the center of a panning shot in the latest superhero blockbuster. Suddenly you’re reduced to a simple entity without a name or home, lying on concrete, burning in the desert sun. Is this a fever dream? No, it’s Ed Tullett’s debut record Fiancé.
Folk influences meld with gentle, falsetto vocal harmonies and everything is held together by strong, iridescent synthesizers. Tullett’s lyrics explore things in and out of his personal experience, as with Canyine, which explores love and sexuality and in Malignant the theme of illness and death dictates the endless and unavoidable drum beat, which gives you a shudder of anxiety.
Rarely has there been an album so magical and immersive, pulsating with echoes and honesty. The sound seems to envelop you completely and, instead of smothering you, demands your full attention to this artist that has laid a part of his soul bare. And we should be thankful for it.
I just got back from a little New Year’s Eve getaway with some of my best friends. I didn’t have internet or any service whatsoever, so reflecting on what 2015 was and what 2016 is going to be was the one thing I did most.
Let’s all take a little breather on the second day of the New Year, while the hangover is receding and there’s not much to do.