Nice weekend? Rained here. We watched The Greatest Movie Ever Sold, which was interesting, but kind of incoherent, and an old Saturday Night Live with Jimmy Cliff on it. Oh, and I wrote a couple of reviews, what else is new? Here's one from last week.
Ganglians, out of Sacramento, have staked out ground as a sort of lo-fi Beach Boys, splicing the Wilson brothers' way with elaborate harmonhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifies and counterpoints to the slacker DIY strummeries of their Woodsist brethren. (This album is on Lefse, but the previous one Monster Head Room was released by Woodsist, home to Woods, Real Estate, etc.) Ryan Grubbs, Ganglians' main singer, has said that he wants the band's music to sound like the choirs of angels heard, sometimes, on good LSD trips. That's a pretty good description, because, like an acid trip, Still Living is intermittently celestial, incoherent, and muddled. It's also childishly joyful, in the vein of Panda Bear, its bright booming melodies limned in primary colors and curving upward like flowers toward the sun.