I once had a very late conversation about interpreting Ariel Pink's art, not just the music because I think that would be too easy , of course it's dumb stumblingly brilliant pot-pop and therein lies the genius behind the music. What I have come to question and be equally enthralled about is the whole "scene" that goes along with the music. The 1000's of handmade cd's and tapes, the playful inequality to which said music is subjected to(only making it better in my opinion)by the true lo-fi bedroom mouthdrum fuzz buzz production of it all. I think that is probably the magic behind it and what keeps me listening, because so many things are buried behind layers of tape hiss and instrument wire hum that the lack of aesthetic becomes a unique aesthetic in itself pssssheeeewwwwww.
That being said this is a live recording from Haunted Graffiti from the 2008 tour. Six blistering(closer to ten if you count every actual song as opposed to the number of cocks)pop tunes recorded right down the way from Ariel's hometown.
ps thanks for the rip dover.
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Number of cocks? Was that a typo or a Freudian slip?
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