Each week the Music Feeds team hunt down their favourite new tunes, bundle them up in some, often highly legible, words and bring them to you. It’s Music Feeds Faves.
Ex Ex Revenge – Do What You Gotta Do Ft. Elliot Heinrich
Listening to this new single from indie electro dude Ex Ex Revenge is like slipping into a pair of comfy tracky dacks after a long day of punching out some A-Grade quality internet content. But then, all of a sudden the divinely worn-in pair of cotton slacks light up like a pair of those shoes you had as a kid and suddenly your thrusting about the place with reckless abandon, knocking over vases you didn’t know you owned and grunting in time to the frenetic beats and almost sexual-moaning synthesised vocals.
Look, I don’t know, it’s been a long week. I guess what I’m trying to say is it feels super comfortable and energising at once. Like a bath bomb with some vitalising bullshit in it. Or riding a bullet train on just too much valium. Just listen to Do What You Gotta Do ok? I’m out of metaphors for the week. / Mitch Feltscheer, Creative Content Director
https://soundcloud.com/exexrevenge/do-what-you-gotta-do
I’lls – Let Me Just Have One
Let Me Just Have One is so many things to me. It is a marvellously minimal recycling of garage-electronics and homespun sampling. It is a crooning male voice, which is thick with post-millennial unease. It is Melbournian hypnotism at its best.
For some reason, it makes me think of fingertips and tingles. / Luke Bodley, Presenter
Public Image Limited – Double Trouble
Yes, the new Public Image Limited song is just former Sex Pistol John Lydon ranting about a broken toilet, but it’s so cranky, weird and agitated that it actually manages to put the ‘punk’ back in ‘post-punk’.
I mean, what else could you want when you’ve got lyrics like “I’m aggravated, but not castrated” and “Domestos is domestic bliss”?
Double Trouble spawned from a toilet-related argument between Lydon and his wife, and is now the first taste of PiL’s forthcoming tenth (!!) studio album, What The World Needs Now…, which is set for release on 4th September.
So, as Lydon says, “In the meantime, we’ll get a bucket.” / Tom Williams, Staff Writer
https://soundcloud.com/public-image-ltd-pil/double-trouble-album-version
Gordi – Can We Work It Out
Not only does Sydney muso Gordi create lush, layered, rousing, sparkling gems of songs, she’s also a full time medical student. So while I’m at once completely taken by her latest sonic offering Can We Work It Out (from her debut EP, due out this August), I’m also suffering a severe case of the inadequates.
Is there an ointment for that? / Nastassia Baroni, Editor
Cln – Hold Me
Cln is many things. A law student. A beat-maker. A singer. Yep…so he is a triple threat. Combine jurisprudence with angelic singing and electronically crafted sounds, and you get what we call a ‘divine moment’.
I know this is an older one, but Hold Me still gives me the veritable chills (the kind where you feel your spine tickle the base of your skull). Cln is able to maintain the cleanliness of both his vocals and signature sound, to produce this many layered sound-dessert. His voice stretches into these wide, open cadences that sound like low-whistling wind. Underneath the vocal acrobatics, a lush-with-texture soundscape vibrates. It really is quite nice.
It’s a song that perfectly suits a midnight stroll through the now apish and barbarian streets of post-lockout Newtown. Watch quietly as the wrestling juiceheads are transformed by Cln into a elegant ballet duo. / Luke Bodley
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_TO-NlGyQw
The Masks – Save Me
You know those hazy gin joints from old movies where everyone’s smoking and sitting alone at dimly lit tables whilst a dame in a killer red dress warbles away on a corner stage? Save Me from London-based The Masks, is what I feel like I’d hear if one of those places existed today in somewhere uber cool like Williamsburg or something. Gloomy and melancholic, the delicate mix of synths and piano soothes, yet makes you feel like garbage in a kind of nice way.
Pour yourself a stiff one, click play and think about all the mistakes you’ve made recently. / Mitch Feltscheer
