Posts Tagged: Heat Death Records
ACL 2012: The Happiest Music of the Year
Some may call this a guilty pleasure, but we all need happy music: joy without melancholy, cheer without irony. These ten releases – some short, because happiness is hard to sustain – each offer listeners a brief burst of ebullience.
ACL 2012: The Happiest Music of the Year
Some may call this a guilty pleasure, but we all need happy music: joy without melancholy, cheer without irony. These ten releases – some short, because happiness is hard to sustain – each offer listeners a brief burst of ebullience.
Drops ~ Believe You Me EP
What’s not to like about glockenspiels, handclaps and bells? With the Believe You Me EP, Drops has created a perfect summer salad: music that sounds lovely when played at an outdoor picnic and puts everyone into a good mood. It’s a short one
Drops ~ Believe You Me EP
What’s not to like about glockenspiels, handclaps and bells? With the Believe You Me EP, Drops has created a perfect summer salad: music that sounds lovely when played at an outdoor picnic and puts everyone into a good mood. It’s a short one
d_rradio ~ Forecast
When d_rradio state that ‘the intention of their music is to bring comfort and light to the most dark and difficult hours, and to make you feel alive’ they build expectations, big ones, and the delivery of such promise is
d_rradio ~ Forecast
When d_rradio state that ‘the intention of their music is to bring comfort and light to the most dark and difficult hours, and to make you feel alive’ they build expectations, big ones, and the delivery of such promise is
Birds of Passage & I’ve Lost ~ I Was All You Are
The cover of I Was All You Are says it all: blinding sunshine, dried weeds, a woman walking alone. Alicia Merz (Birds of Passage) seems to have been raised in haziness, forever existing just a bit out of focus. When
Birds of Passage & I’ve Lost ~ I Was All You Are
The cover of I Was All You Are says it all: blinding sunshine, dried weeds, a woman walking alone. Alicia Merz (Birds of Passage) seems to have been raised in haziness, forever existing just a bit out of focus. When