Showing posts with label Clown Core. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clown Core. Show all posts

Monday, 23 December 2024

My Top 10 Music Discoverys In 2024

 
This years picks were no struggle. I've pivoted away from picking up every record a band I follow releases. You accumulate a lot over the years and being fussy means avoiding acts that are spinning their wheels. This attitude freed up my time for more discovery and thanks to spotify shuffle its easier than ever to unearth new names and projects that peak your interest.

(10) Clown Core

A perfect example of bizarre internet age musicianship reveling in the obscure, toying with the deranged and masking rhythmic appeal with confronting aesthetics. Moments of magic arise from the memish presentation that often feels like an in joke.

(9) Dimmu Bongir

Another project with a comedic premise plays its stoner parody as an excuse to exercise love letters to early 90s Black Metal. Including the Symphonic scene in tone, these two records superbly resurrected the feel-tone of my most enamoured sound.

(8) Labyrinthus Stellarum

Operating within familiar terrain, Labyrinthus Stellarum's breed of cosmic, atmospheric Black Metal plays a delightful fright. Their embrace of exotic synths gives the rapturous music a curious edge whilst pummeling darkly riffs through the night skies.

(7) Sabrina Carpenter

Pop music is in a shockingly good place right now. So many acts cherry pick the best ideas of decades gone by, repackaging them with a level of aesthetic indulgence that almost surreal. As one of the biggest acts, she has the voice to meet this high bar conjuring echo's of greats like Madonna, bringing authentic country roots along too.

(6) Fogweaver

A fine discovery for the Dungeon Synth archives, a tired genre where unearthing quality feels rarer these days. Although I've only covered one record, Fogweaver has plenty more quality records with a particular flavor to indulge with.


My issue with House music is that I never quite find what fits me, despite loving the rhythm, aesthetics and overall concept. Fred Again.. has captured my interest with his lovecraft of personal moments bottled into beautiful songs. They explore intimacy through samples of snippets from conversations with friends, repeating the motif through ebb and flows that find gratifying swells over and over again.

(4) Willow
Children of success often carry an illusionary burden, the "bar set high" of their senior. However high Will soared with his eclipsed music career, Willow has simply smashed that idea apart. She stands apart, her own entity willing to dabble in all sorts of musical directions and finding a voice that blossoms in many directions, feeling natural and deeply expressive at every exciting turn.

At the peak of my Pop interest, Rina too plays this current game of resurrecting the past whilst casting a broader net of influences. Resulting in delightful rides across the musical landscape, rooted in Pop appeal, Rina's emotive voice and passionate lyrics reach into places I didn't expect, birthing absolute gems like To Be Alive. Its some of the most moving music I've heard in a while.


From the moment I heard this artist, it all fit together, a struggling, depressive Shoegaze venture into the dark reaches of moody Metal. Reflexively toying with indulgence and relief from personal woes, the music plays with hints of Deftones and Cocteau Twins. It's Jess's endearing voice and distraught lyrics that tie it all together, making the dense walls of engulfing of sound feel deeply personal.

I recall listening to Eternal Blue upon release, dismissing it in the process. How foolish! It was knowledge of seeing them live later in the year that prompted me to try again. Its baffling how the magic was locked away. After many spins it started to click. Since then I've become completely engrossed by their unique dynamic, routinely binging their best numbers, eagerly anticipating more! These are now like Metal anthems to me and I absolutely loved their live show. Can't wait to see them again in the new year!

Friday, 23 August 2024

Clown Core "Toilet" (2018)

 
 
Predecessor to a similarly structured Van, Toilet's waning novelty grounds its impact, having listened Van prior. Elapsing from crunching bursts of garbled Grindcore mania into esoteric Jazz and beyond, the blaring toy horn, jolted timing stunts and frenzied ghoulish growls sadly fall short. On a joke turning stale, the moments of musical magic shy from a curious wonderment achieved in its successor. The many pivots into bass drum grooves or scenic Smooth Jazz interludes have charm but lack a maturity.

Toilet, possibly recorded in a porta-loo, reeks of youthful adventure. A bold plunge into a vision, mostly realized but leaning on its own oddities too much. Jarring synth noises and unhinged blast beats drop all to frequently, the counteracting moments of gratification only mediocre. Although I have hindsight tainting my perspective, it really feels as if Van is a rework of this piece, going back to the architecture for a redo.

Rating: 4/10

Friday, 9 August 2024

Clown Core "Van" (2020)

 

Sudden bursts of paranoid Cybergrind madness and muddled demonic screams on its opening pair of tracks may paint a crude, unhinged impression of these nightmare-fuel circus buffoons. Setting their intentional ugly, hellish jokester veneers aside, this anonymous Clown Core duo splice spicy Saxophone leads and lively, animated Jazz Fusion ideals between bizarre rhythmic renditions and comical timing antics.

Early on the pair toy with foolish bicycle horn jives, an oddity to spin in your musical favor. Progressing, stiff toned drum and snare grooves rattle out keen rhythmic wonders, driving the record along. Freakish synth machinations accompany, often in syncopation with the drums, these eerie, ghoulish tones lurch as Sax melodies take focus. A subtly unsettled soulful interludes finds home too, among its many anomalies.

Existence culminates all its elements to play a twisted descent, erupting mid-way to double down on its clownish madness for a peculiar ending. End then indulges us in smoky ambience on a roomy soft piano piece, only to pivot yet again as we embark on a cheesy, upbeat 80s daytime TV Show melodic romp. Somehow... it makes sense?

Van, possibly recorded live inside a van, is a musical outlier that just works. Twisting many strange ideas to its will, the seventeen minute ride still feels fresh after many spins. Its a gratifying experience, even if delivered through a distorted haze of strangeness, its grooves and melodies come through with magnetism, forging a unique and baffling realm to call its own, fit to entertain oneself with its odd curiosities.

Rating: 7/10