Photo by Elena Tarchi


February 12, 2010

Won't Let You


Quilt is a three-piece experimental outfit that may have been transported directly from the 1970s and thrust onto the streets of our very own Boston, MA. We were lucky enough to see a super stripped down acoustic live show from the trio in a Chinatown loft last Wednesday. Their trippy arrangements and neo-soul group vocals were a refreshing change of pace and made for a hypnotic set of about six songs.

One of them, the powerfully hazy "Disco Music for Trees" played out like a psychedelic round complete with banjo twangs and a knee-slapping climax of howls that will leave you desperate for more tracks to wrap around yourself in the waning weeks of winter. Quilt has a cassette on sale now and a 7" due in the spring on Boston's resident lo-fi label Breakfast of Champs Records.

February 9, 2010

Blackout Winter:
Beach Fossils, Christmas Island, and The Beets @ The Cottage

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We're still a little unsure of this show's exact whereabouts - it's allegedly being held at a DIY venue/practice space called 'The Cottage' somewhere in Dorchester. So if you're in the Boston area this Thursday (Feb 11) be sure to fill a flask with your best bourbon and prepare to be intoxi-faded after guzzling down sets from not 1, not 2, but 3 of BW's favorite lo-fi/garage/surf acts. Acquaint yourselves with some essential tracks below and be on the look out for a definitive address for the gig, so we're not stumbling around foreign neighborhoods and missing out on what may be the sunniest Thursday night this side of Spring.

'Time' - Beach Fossils
'Twentynine' - Christmas Island
'What Did I Do' - The Beets


Update:
Address: 65 East Cottage St.
Cost: $4

February 7, 2010

Fever Chills




One of chillwave's brightest stars led us to the music of Mat Cothran aka Coma Cinema, a 21-year-old from South Carolina who's debut album Baby Prayers is available to download for our favorite price. "Flower Pills" and its trance inducing companion video demonstrate perfectly the short but oh-so-sweet sadness that envelopes Cothran's entire catalog. Listen, watch, and if you figure out how being bummed can sound so blissful, let us know.