Most people reading this probably have a good number of records. Nice job, guys – you did it. As you know (if you’re cool), one of the best things about owning records is being able to listen to them on your own damn time in the comfort of your damn home. Certain albums even manage to define the feeling of finally being home and escaping from the cruel world outside, if only for a brief period of time.Erased Tapes is a label that consistently puts out amazing “home records” – textually rich, slow burning LPs that pair great with the oft-desired relaxation. We recently had the pleasure of stumbling across the stunning work of Ukrainian pianist Lubomyr Melnyk. We don’t know much about much, but we’re certain that his "continuous piano music," paired beautifully in the song below with a rising and falling violin, is genuinely entrancing. Give it a listen, you’re gonna love the way you look, we guarantee it.That's Amore is a new segment on this here blog where we post about music stuff we like. We love hearing from our friends, so tell us what new bands you’re digging on in the comments section. If a song you recommend to us ends up on the blog, you’ll get one FREE ticket to the show of your choice at the Empty Bottle. Cool!
Protomartyr is a band from Detroit who sound a hell of a lot like a band from Detroit. You can throw out terms like "punk" or "garage-rock" to describe their sound, even "post-punk" or "indie-rock," but none of those wimpy terms do the band justice. No, Protomartyr is a beast all its own, mashing each of those genres into something thrilling and unexpected."Scum, Rise!" is the first single off of Protomartyr's sophomore LP, Under Color of Official Light, out April 8 on Hardly Art. The song's jagged, reverbed-to-hell guitars and complex, urgent drumming collide with a hefty dose of feedback, all while singer Joe Casey's drawling snarl details the darker, scarier sides of his crumbling hometown. The first verse concludes with this little gem: "The sports bar exploded and everyone died / Now you know how it feels to be alive. // Scum... Rise." This kind of bleak, chaotic imagery is constant throughout the song. He ends a final rallying-cry by quickly repeating "There's nothing you can do" over and over as piercing guitars, clanging symbols and a wave of feedback crash in on everything, suffocating the words and leaving listeners gasping for breath. It fucking rips - give a listen here:That's Amore is a new segment on this here blog where we post about music stuff we like. We love hearing from our friends, so tell us what new bands you're digging on in the comments section. If a song you recommend to us ends up on the blog, you'll get one FREE ticket to the show of your choice at the Empty Bottle. Cool!