Thursday, June 12, 2014

The internationals: Acollective, Fire Island Pines, Adebisi Shank, Tamoios

Acollective - Happiest Of All Memorial Days

When we came across the Israeli collective last month they sounded like a foreboding Flaming Lips; this second taste of second album Pangaea, released by Alcopop! on 7th July, sets off in more of a Sufjan Stevens direction by way of old favourites of ours Anathallo, bleak and lonesome in a crowd. That's complemented by the extraordinary, not a little macabre video, adapted from a short by German animator Gregor Dashuber. Acollective are over for Truck Festival, which looks alright this year, and also Alcopopalooza on July 20th at the Brixton Windmill, alongside Lex and Junior JoFo as Yr Poetry, Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly, Brawlers, Emperor Yes, Katie Malco and so forth. This being Alcopop!, you can buy a ticket T-shirt.

Fire Island Pines - Never Be Me

The Cornwall sophisticates have at last got round to an album, True Grit out August 25th through Firestation Records, and in advance comes this richly jangling slice of bittersweet swooning that isn't as laid back as it might seem, a trumpet solo towards the end giving it even more Jack/Animals That Swim vibes, all coupled with another of those VHS revivalist clips.

Adebisi Shank - Big Unit

If an idea's worth running with it's worth running as far as possible, which is why on August 12th the Irish near-instrumental trio of interlocked firebrands are following up This is the Album of a band called Adebisi Shank and This is the Second Album of a band called Adebisi Shank with their third full-length, This is the Third Album of a ba... oh, you get the picture. From this, its heroic riffola with an electronic undercarriage sounds massive in a panoramic-view-of-mountains-being-bulldozed way.

Tamoios - Alto lá

Well, it seems the day for something Brazilian. Sao Paulo-based Tamoios are singer Luisa Maita, artist Fernando Rischbieter and producer Daniel Hunt, whom you might well suspect isn't a local - in fact you'd know him from Ladytron. The iridescent vocals and the layers of percussion are pure picture postcard Brasilia but the synths seeping and slithering around them take the cumulative effect somewhere else, possibly above the atmosphere itself.

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