J. Beaman - The Magazine

My first real Brasilian musical find. A little choppy, artsy, post-rock from Belo Horizonte.

Every year at SXSW I sign up for 20-50 parties and return to SF to a flood of crapily designed, overly self referential spamish emails. I know, I signed up for the them but I signed up for the free beer and free rock and roll not your messy, sloppy shit.

Maybe it was my new MBP (things just look better in mail.app), maybe their design doesn’t suck assholes or maybe the first post south by VBS.tv email had something interesting. I’m into it, though. I’m into Lightspeed Champion.

I’m into No Age.

I like the easy going interviews. Both of these videos are from a series they call Practice Space.

They also had a great five part Norwegian black metal semi-documentary that was creepy and cool. Check it out.

I realize I’m not the best blogger, no 59 post days like Andrew Sullivan, not enough original content but (I’m not a self depricating sap either) the things I do post are radical. And here’s one of them. I wait a long time between hearing songs this cool.

I played it for my friend Franz (Franz is an old school music snob. Couldn’t quite tell you what The Arcade Fire sounds like but has a huge collection of 78’s, kind of snob) and he laughed, “You love the pop music.” I made a face, objected or something. “I didn’t say it wasn’t great, it’s just funny how you love it.” I do love it. It’s Yelle (linked to a crappy myspace page that has music starting. a warning). The song is Amour du Sol.

And here’s another from Velella Velella (links to an awesome website, well designed with no flashy bullshit. Someone in the band is a designer or fucking one. Beautiful). I don’t even know how to describe it but I’m hoping you’ll be listening to it in some crap-assed cubicle and start shaking it a little bit. And then, a lot.

This was recorded live on Faith Salie’s show, Fair Game.