Time can be a real bitch. Today's buzz band can be tomorrow's bargain bin. It's just the nature of things. Thankfully, the band featured in today's A-Sides will have staying power long after this post I've written about them fades into the black abyss known as the Internet.
The Internet allows us to live increasingly fractured, niche, performed lives -- no matter how consistent, we develop varied personae on social media, dependent upon the form -- but they are still our lives.
I think that when I was a kid and was first trying to write music, I would sit at a really nice piano and write what I thought of as classical pieces, although they weren't really. They were instrumental.
Contemporary soul singers usually don't fare too much better than hip hop artists when it comes to creative freedom, but Michael Kiwanuka seems to have made the album he wanted to make, except that no one's really talking about it.
"We were part of the anger of the culture. ... When you look at the Occupy movement and a lot of the anger that's out there now, I think our music still holds. I wouldn't doubt if you found some of them listening to our old LPs." -- John Lydon
Poliça, is an autotuned-female-fronted, dark, hazy, guitar-less four-piece that put out one of those rare albums that can be enjoyed from start to finish (remember those?). I met up with one of their two drummers, Drew Christopherson.
The making of Voyageur was both productive and painful as Kathleen Edwards happily explored new ground, went through a divorce and took her creative partnership with Bon Iver's Justin Vernon in a more intimate direction.