Slipped Discs

Discs You May Have Missed
by John Noyd

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The Mommyheads - Soundtrack to the World’s End

The Mommyheads - Soundtrack to the World’s End

The Mommyheads
Soundtrack to the World’s End
Label: Dead Frog Records

Grim wits sneak silver-lining shine to doomsday gloom as, “End,” renders tender amends spiked in savvy arena-rock theatrics and haughty power-pop mockery; gripping last-minute sympathies cautioning hopeful atonements with tipping-point disappointments. Actors on a burning stage huddled around select recollections, The Mommyheads cast one-act ballads encompassing compassionate nostalgia, flabbergasted outrage and unsettling regrets into gorgeous bittersweet journeys down dead-end streets.

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Kelly Moran - Ultraviolet

Kelly Moran - Ultraviolet

Kelly Moran
Ultraviolet
Label: Warp Records

Sound-cluster sculptor and aural animator, Moran’s lively style stacks calculated cacophony into climatic happenstance; toppling hops overtaking rippling skips while brisk, exponential melodies engulf waterfall geometry married to fearlessly serial hysteria. A wonder and delight, “Ultraviolet,” negotiates, infatuates and retaliates with keyboard-driven expeditions decorated in gamelan tail-spins and divine pachinko symmetry, sorting assorted contorted choreography into lovely, enchanting and ticklish.

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Michele Mercure - Beside Herself

Michele Mercure - Beside Herself

Michele Mercure
Beside Herself
Label: RVNG Intl

Basement arcades whose blissful thrills blossom in primitive synchronicity, Mercure’s overdue anthology trips, flips and unfolds vintage synths and tampered samples marching down cyber-dream construction-sites armed with single-minded grooves chasing funky fire-flies among factory ruins. Surreal symphonies integrating mouse-trap Krautrock, “Herself,” chooses eerie palettes to compose haunting compositions for dances both stiff and spacey, natural and mechanical, flawless and accidental.

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Majken - Young Believer

Majken - Young Believer

Majken
Young Believer
Label: Kollektivet Records

Curious coronations formed from welcoming spells and majestic blessings, “Young Believer,” weaves enchanted piano, heavenly choirs and tugboat brass into nimble chamber-pop ballads swept up in dreamy divination. Swedish chanteuse, life student and self-taught harpist, Majken parlays naked fates against lush repercussions, posing both knowing and innocent while fashioning a mystical balance between benevolent polyphonic melancholy and tentatively centered reverie.

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Mike Adams At His Honest Weight - There Is No Feeling Better

Mike Adams At His Honest Weight - There Is No Feeling Better

Mike Adams At His Honest Weight
There Is No Feeling Better
Label: Joyful Noise

Gentle intentions washed in romantic nostalgia and spun-dried with beat-driven finishes and hook-happy after-thoughts, “Feeling,” reels in love-sick folk-rock, adrift in half-forgiven bygones, soul-mate daydreams and self-indulgent sympathies.  Wrapped in casual harmonies, subtle bluster and spangled jangle, the exquisite MAAHHW riff on near-misses and forever-kisses to make persuasive vacations for world-weary peers; forward-facing escapes into trusted tropes and free-floating anecdotes.

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Moonsign - Okay You First

Moonsign - Okay You First

Moonsign
Okay You First
Label: Yes Rave

Idiosyncratic dispatches scattered among huggable house, organic shape-shifting refrains and optimistic bridges, Moonsign’s symphonic flocks dot percussive pre-dawn clusters enveloping soft synth-pop centers. Compassionate sci-fi ballads and epic odes to growth hold ecological and interpersonal implications, giving, “First,” a fistful of hopeful musical utopias cradled in faith, lined with calm ethereal choruses while placid interstellar harmonies announce vigilant wind-tossed prophecies.

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Modern Nature - How to Live

Modern Nature - How to Live

Modern Nature
How to Live
Label: Bella Union

Combining the creative forces behind Ultimate Painting and Beak, Modern Nature deploys calm post-rock opuses, embroidered maps hosting python sax and whispers draped over ubiquitous bass swimming in rambling trance; jazz-dappled appetizers bobbing in Krautrock punchbowls. A fluid, nuanced fairy-tale, “Live,” lives in backwater bliss, minimalist Zen head-trips circling feudal fields and pagan forests with unflinching mystery and intuitive moods.

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Mermaidens - Look Me In The Eye

Mermaidens - Look Me In The Eye

Mermaidens
Look Me In The Eye
Label: Flying Nun

Cryptic silhouettes dancing in choreographed collapse, “Eye,” rides calculated landslides, conspiring in spiraling riff-driven narcolepsy with shadow-rock cliff-hangers roaring through murky, mascara-laden psychedelia and furious stiletto-pedaled shoegaze tracing pinpoint precision around drowsy indecision. Bubbling in subtle eruptions and dizzy indulgences, the tide-turning Mermaidens’ dynamic calamities yield surprisingly lucid moods from anxious, contagious beats, swirling minor-key revelry and cosmic pole-vaulted free-falls.

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Anna Meredith - FIBS

Anna Meredith - FIBS

Anna Meredith
FIBS
Label: Moshi Moshi

Punctual pop whose splashy neo-classical maelstroms fuse Broadway bravado to scorching film-scores for cyber-phantom ear-candy, Meredith’s immaculate factories spew algorithmic symphonies gifted in ripped rock riffs, space-age whimsy and ironic art-pop homilies. The glib, “FIBS,” digs, wiggles and flies, defying, confiding and pacifying, rendering frenzied crescendos and sweetening synthetic beats to baffle in playful clatter and delight in daredevil feats. 

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Majjin Boo - Go Between

Majjin Boo - Go Between

Majjin Boo
Go Between
Label: Egghunt Records

Jet-fueled power-pop dropping top-of-the-lungs math-rock onto weighty emotional cave-ins from bolstered reflex-injected explosions, Majjin Boo wrestle bereft regrets with heft and sweat; swift and dominant stalkers seeking chain lightning among machine-gun thunder. Trampoline fiends trading laser riffs fitted into start-stop blockbusters, “Between,” turn on the high beams careening over tire-squealing prog whose cruise-missile epistles launch conscious taunts for razor-sharp romps.

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