Slipped Discs

Future Crib - Full Time Smile

Mellow pedestrian contentment informs the mega-pleasant, “Smile,” with miles accrued through lo-fi drive leaping into groovy boogaloo and folk-pop lobs sweetened in home-grown innovation. Cordial primordial congeniality, Future Crib ride gnarly waves and crash on welcome shores, fireside vocals whispering into the dark and howling at the moon commune in wry tunes where affable majesty shifts from benevolent to eccentric.

Miles Francis - Good Man

Fired in desire, Francis’ woke soul lays silk sheets over liquified beats, sleek orchestrated hits slipping into slithering riffs flexing restless paisley-pop chops around passive jazz arabesques. Distilled in philosophical goodwill, therapeutic improvements and grateful appraisals, “Man,” examines personal ramifications with fretless testaments and glamorous semantics, cathartic karma joining elastic analysis for honest commentary, velvety boogie and steamy dream-weaving solos.

Florist - Florist

Suspended in low-gravity ambience, the self-titled, “Florist,” explores musical feng sui, twinkling trinkets sequenced between golden electro-folk, precious bubbles of breathless beauty insinuating patient cadence casting willowy silhouettes capturing elaborate artisan facets in poised minimalism. Adept at modular process and acoustic maneuvers, Florist consorts with alien organics, unflinching glitches in contemplative savoring as isolation and communion mingle in tentative gentleness.

Ezra Furman - All Of Us Flames

Electro-shocked glam-rock walks bittersweet glitter-swept runways in triumphant comeuppance and bruised ruminations while introspective pep-talker and hindsighted night-stalker Furman turns messy confessions into redemptive adventures. Pirates, petitioners and pariahs steeped in poignant memories, abandoned regrets and large scars, “Flames,” claims underdog bragging rights manifesting winners among sinners, trampled champions quaking in leather boots and trembling in lean, unlaced, life-long pursuits.

Terence Fixmer - Shifting Signals

Engines fed and revved, scattered schematics reformatted into tense suspenseful purges, “Signals” slathers tabulated palpitations deploying wobbly modulations dropped among programmed animosity; predatory obstacle courses pitching gritty friction into thick gooey contusions.  Electronic beat sequenced conjugator, Fixmer throws the sleek among the slime, pairing grace with grime, crossing berserk circuits caged in scrapes with industrial ambience moored to oily dancefloors.

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