The Lovers Key – “Bright Eyes, Black Soul”

Just wanted to drop off something I’ve been pushing at Noisy Ghost. This is the debut single from retro-soul two-piece, The Lovers Key. The duo features ex-Postmarks guitarist/songwriter Christopher Moll at the helm, with Maco Monthervil on vocals. “Bright Eyes, Black Soul” is the first taste from their upcoming album Here Today, Gone Tomorrow, out September 23. Enjoy.

 

6 Days to Bonnaroo: James Blake

Bonnaroo Tip of the Day: One word. Sunscreen.

James Blake – Saturday, June 14, 8:45 P.M. – That Tent

Similar Bonnaroo Sounds: Broken Bells, Disclosure 

Generally, I’m a music listener that likes sporadic changes and quick tempo. But that’s not James Blake. His music takes its time, slowly moves, churning like a soft current. There is an overwhelming openness to the music he produces; you can almost feel the breeze it conjures brush past your cheek. And his voice, his voice adds passion to the drifting instrumentals, that may otherwise feel dull. In 2011, Blake released his self-titled debut, and turned the music critics eyes doing so. 2013 was another big year for Blake, his second album Overgrown received another warm welcome and even helped ear him a Grammy nomination.

I’ve just found this remarkable version of “Limit To Your Love” off of Blake’s first album. Feist, who first recorded the song for her 2007 album The Reminder, has been a favorite of mine for sometime; her music always reminds me of my time as a camp counselor, and Blake’s recording does the original supreme justice. He’s a real talent, one who we’ve only started to see shine.

20 Days to Bonnaroo: Janelle Monáe

Beyoncé, eat your heart out! Enjoy.

Educate yourself on other Bonnaroo artists!

 Bonnaroo Tip of the Day: Flamethrowers are great for cooking food, or killing friends.

Janelle Monáe – Friday, June15, 3:30 P.M. – What Stage

Similar Bonnaroo Sounds: Ms. Lauryn Hill, James Blake, Chance the Rapper

I hate Janelle Monáe. Actually, I love Janelle Monáe. But, I hate that she’s playing at the same time as The Orwells. It’s the shittiest decision I have to make, other than the whole fucking Chvrches Vs Vampire Weekend VS Neutral Milk Hotel debacle. But it’s a decision Monáe will win. Her funk, soul , R&B swagger is infectious. And baby, I’m addicted. The way she sings, moves, and dresses is all cool, all the time. “Black and white tux, ain’t no need for no other colors.” Live, I’m expecting a full brass band, and toes taping from here to Japan. Keep it cool…

 

21 Days to Bonnaroo: Ms. Lauryn Hill

I’m not sure what prompted the addition of “Ms.” to Lauren Hill’s name. Maybe she’s trying to tell us she’s single, and ready to mingle. Sorry Lauryn, I’m spoken for, but I’m really excited to see you at Bonnaroo! Enjoy.

Bonnaroo Tip of the Day: Don’t go see Jack White. I want to be in the front.

Ms. Lauryn Hill – Saturday, June 14, 8:45 P.M. – That Tent

Similar Bonnaroo Sounds: Frank Ocean, Janelle Monae 

If you’re white, or were musically unaware in 1994, then you might not know who Lauryn Hill is. During the Clinton administration, Hill became hugely popular as one-third of the groundbreaking rap collective, Fugees. The group’s sole female member, Hill was seen as strong, pro-feminist, swagger-filled symbol, who rapped, not about bitches and money, but about social and racial issues. Her first solo album The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill succeeded both critically and commercially, winning Hill five Grammys.

Recently however, life for Lauryn Hill hasn’t been as grand. She hasn’t released an album since 2002, and last year served three months jail for tax evasion. But, let’s talk Bonnaroo. I have no doubt in my mind she will rise like phoenix, and burn the stage to the ground. Because at Bonnaroo, music matters most, and making music is what Lauryn Hill was born to do. Her voice is so soulful, so emotive, that it’s impossible not feel a connection. Whether she’s ripping through a classic Fugees verse, or serenading with solo material, Lauryn Hill is all feeling.

Record Roulette: Ray Charles

I love Ray Charles. When my musical interests were still infantile, the sounds of “Mess Around” and “(Night Time Is) The Right Time” enticed me. The biographical movie Ray blew the door open to a sea of old R&B, gospel, and soul music. The history in this type of music is remarkable. The slave roots. The oppression. The fight for equality. No matter your race, how could music with this much power behind it not grab you? It definitely gripped me tight. I was running around like little Rudy Huxtable, crazy about Ray Charles. And I knew when I found this record, that I needed to share it. Enjoy.

The Location: Some thrift store in Melbourne.

The Artist: Ray Charles

The Record: The Best of Ray Charles

The Price: $1.00

The Draw: Before I listened to music, I listened to Ray Charles. He is “The Genius.” And I would have paid $1 just to hear “St. Pete Florida Blues.”

I’m going to need a needle after this one. You get what you pay for, and I payed a dollar for 10 songs. The sound is so distorted, that I feel like it could break at any second. Seriously, was this the first record Charles ever laid down to wax? Nope. Actually, Design Records released The Best of Ray Charles in 1966. Okay, The BEST of Ray Charles. So… where are classics? “Georgia on my Mind?” “Hit the Road Jack?” “What’d I Say?” Nowhere on here. It seems that biggest hit Design Records owned the rights to was “Rocking Chair Blues.” You know, the summer smash of 2010? Who doesn’t remember “Rocking Chair Blues?!” That didn’t happen? Oh.

The ever-looming crackling on The Best of Ray Charles adds a somber tone to Charles’ typical sultry voice. Most of the songs on the compilation feature dark subject matter, and condition of the record only adds to Charles’ ever-growing blues. As for “St. Pete Florida Blues,” the song feels like home. It’s simple in structure, but Charles’ has always found a way to make familiar sounds feel special. There’s what I think is a guitar solo towards the end of the track, that is bare-bones in composition. It sounds like one string tied to a wall, being plucked at mercilessly. The guitar’s striped elements mirror the  black musicians from The Great Depression: intense sorrow and ruthless struggle. Just because these aren’t the hits, doesn’t mean they’re not good. “The Genius” never disappoints.