LWA Blog — life without algorithms

Really into Nicole Dollanganger's new album. Lost track of her after Natural Born Losers but this one has brought me back into the fold. Dreamy and haunting, plus I love her ghostly, wispy voice.  Married in Mount Airy by Nicole Dollanganger

Fell into a Book of Love rabbit hole because I watched The Silence of the Lambs the other day. So, in the film, (Book of Love keyboardist) Lauren Roselli plays Stacy, the friend of Fredrica (who was the first girl murdered by Jame Gumb). Clarice has an epiphany and goes to re-interview Stacy. While the interview is taking place, Book of Love's Sunny Day plays in the background. Weird coincidence, right? Anyways, after that, I put on the first Book of Love album (which is still a banger, btw). I started looking around to see if they're still active or anything...

Tom Waits' Closing Time is hitting its 50th anniversary (6 March 1973). This album kicked off the career of an American original. He was already five albums deep by the time I found him (Blue Valentine 1978). I was 13 or 14, and I had just gotten into Rickie Lee Jones' excellent first album (self-titled 1979). I remember reading some piece in which the author called her "the female Tom Waits." So I looked into it and found out that they were even romantically entangled for a bit, and RLJ was on the back cover of Blue Valentine. I also discovered my birthplace...

One of my fave voices, Susanne Sundfør, gifted us a couple new tracks from her upcoming album, Blómi, which is coming at the end of April. These tracks are gorgeous, I love them already, I'm excited to hear the full album. Check out Alyosha and Leikara ljóð below. 

A week or two ago, I was scrolling through Bandcamp as I do and happened upon this description that caught my eye:  On The Heart of the Anchoress, Bianca Scout illustrates the unsettled and slightly terrifying aspects of a life of sacrifice, using swaths of gossamer sound to paint eerie scenes that feel fantastical. Her music is haunted, made of looping, shimmering organs and whispering voices that evoke yearning and nostalgia. Right. Up. My. Alley. And of course, I started listening. Next thing I know, it had finished and so I started it again. Very mesmerizing and kinda eerie, I've...