Our weekly two hour show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35, can be heard every Wednesday at 7pm PST with encore broadcasts on-demand.
Tonight, a look back at the legacy of Talk Talk's Mark Hollis . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
While Starflyer's early, reverb-drenched albums, named Silver and Gold for their monochromatic album covers, fit neatly into the shoegaze movement, it didn't take long for Martin and assorted company to outgrow that mold, blooming into one of the truly essential—if largely unknown—forces in American indie rock. Young In My Head is a vital edition to that catalog . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
While the one-man-band approach can so often result in antiseptic, too carefully controlled sounds, Robert Stillman's Reality remains loose, imaginative, and even conversational. Stillman is having a dialogue with himself. It's a lively one, and you are invited to listen in . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
An American composer making music on the respective edges of America — Oregon and Maine – Keith Kenniff records as Goldmund. Texturally, the project is a natural extension of his Helios project, fusing Kenniff’s interests in ambient, analog electronic and neo-classical. Introspective. Meditative . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
On All My Relations, Cochemea Gastelum's second solo album and first for Daptone Records, the saxophonist offers up a globetrotting swath of sounds, soul music of varying genres. Funk, R&B, Latin jazz, Indigenous chants and stomps, Morrocan Gnawa, cosmic jazz—leading his combo of Daptone stalwarts, Gastelum melds together elements of each to form a multi-faceted, spiritually cohesive tapestry . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
Welcome to the February 2019 edition of our Transmissions Podcast. On this episode, we sit down with Bruce Hornsby to discuss his new lp Absolute Zero. Then, William Tyler performs and discusses songs from Goes West live at Gold Diggers . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
From Nigeria and Benin to Côte d’Ivoire and Ghana, the polyrhythmic percussive patterns of West Africa have always been funky. But the starting in the early 70s and continuing late into the 80s, synths began to snake their way onto the scene. Traditional talking drums co-habitate with drum machines. And the sounds of Yoruba Juju, Fuji and Afrobeat evolved into something that, to uninitiated western ears, sounds wholly other-worldly in all the right ways.Portland's Little Axe Records has spent the past . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
Our weekly two hour show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35, can be heard every Wednesday at 7pm PST with encore broadcasts on-demand via the SIRIUS/XM app.
SIRIUS 555: Jean Michel Bernard – Générique Stephane ++ A.A. Bondy - Images Of Love ++ Golden Daze - Blue Bell ++ Linda Smith - I So Liked Spring ++ Karen Marks - Cold Café ++ Modern Nature - Supernature ++ Bruce Langhorne - Leaving Del Norte ++ The Seraphims - Consciousness of Happening ++ Gary Davenport - Sarra ++ Some of My Best Friends Are Canadians - Feeling Sheepish ++ The Rising Storm - Frozen Laughter . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
Lagniappe (la·gniappe) noun ˈlan-ˌyap,’ – 1. An extra or unexpected
gift or benefit. 2. Something given or obtained as a gratuity or bonus.
Jerry David DeCicca is no stranger to these parts. This, his second Lagniappe session, finds the artist in step with three of his favorite singer-songwriters: Dylan, Zevon and Springsteeen. DeCicca in his own words, below …
I picked three songs . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
“She had always lived her best life in dreams. She knew no greater pleasure than that moment of passage into the other place, when her limbs grew warm and heavy and the sparkling darkness behind her lids became ordered and doors opened; when conscious thought grew owl's wings and talons and became other than conscious.” ― John Crowley, Little, Big
A bird song. A charm. These are the opening moments of Eerie Wanda’s Pet Town, the latest from Holland’s Marina Tadic. “I walk alone again,” she sings on the album’s . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
Right as he finally began to be recognized as a proto-indie rock figurehead in the late eighties and early nineties, Alex Chilton found himself drifting toward the sounds of his youth. Right as people had begun clamoring for Big Star and the acerbic rock & roll Chilton wrote after that band’s end, he opted to crack open the Great American Songbook and channel his inner Chet Baker . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
On the eve of her birthday, a journey through some lesser-known songs of the inimitable Indigenous artist and activist's Vanguard years. Nine albums of groundbreaking folk and country, with diversions into pioneering electronic rock and searching orchestral pop—always with her singular perspective and searing vibrato leading the way. words / k evans + art/ b hettinga
CivilizationAdamThe Jewels Of HanaleiLittle Wheel Spin And SpinBetter To Find Out For YourselfMoonshotThe CarouselThe Piney Wood HillsMany A MileThey Gotta Quit Kickin' My Dawg AroundShe Used To Wanna . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
An experimental minimalist from the Texas hill country, Charles Ditto self-released In Human Terms on his own label in 1987. He calls it “nootropic deconstructed pop minimalism,” and it slots nicely with the spacey ambient worlds of Michele Mercure, Pauline Anna Strom, and Savant. Picture round shapes floating through a light fog and you’re in the right astral territory . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
Producer and curator Spencer Doran on Kankyō Ongaku: Japanese Environmental, Ambient & New Age Music 1980-1990, a new compilation out on Light In The Attic that documents a substrata of Japanese music born out of a growing interest in new computer and synthesizer technology, and the influence of composer Erik Satie . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
Here comes Auguste Arthur Bondy out of the wrath of the California wildfires toting Enderness, his first album in eight years. “Images of Love” is an intoxicatingly spare, private-press-R&B-style affair built on skittering percussion, warm synthesizer and a locked bass riff. Bondy’s weathered tenor tells of surrender, death, and the nuances of companionship. That synth doubles back and looms larger midway through the track. And with a quick snap . . .
Only the good shit. Aquarium Drunkard is powered by its patrons. Keep the servers humming and help us continue doing it by pledging your support.
To continue reading, become a member or log in.
