Monday, June 23, 2014

Surrender Hesitation

They say raise your flag, 
it's the white one waiting in the wings, the one you were never taught to wave.
They say hold your ground, 
but the ground it shakes beneath my feet like a cathedral coming down.


-Well my dreams don't dream as big as they used to.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Rugged Bleach

I love to give, so when I've been absent from this little slice of digital heaven for a while, I feel bad... not just for you, but for me; I don't get to enjoy the bobbing heads and satisfied grins of my friends. In short... this is a very selfish act.

It's funny how long spells of absence from my Shananigans are often brought to an end by stumbling on exceptional bands that simply have to be pushed out into the world. In this case, White Denim was no exception. An Austin-based four piece, this group of wickedly talented musicians has been honing their craft since 2006. Their cohesion and practice shines through and they manage to hit a rarity in popular music; musically and technically challenging and intricate song writing that still comes across as infectiously catchy and universally accessible. Chalk it up to frontman James Patralli's soothing, baritone voice or his embracing, blue-collar lyrics, or maybe the beautiful rhythmic flow between all players - whatever it is, it works.

Having just released their sixth LP in the fall, White Denim seems to be one of those bands who has hit a certain plateau in their careers. However, given the right alignment of the moon, one song making the right rounds or the right person at one of their gigs... these guys are ready to blow over the top. They've got all the ingredients, it's just a matter of mixing in the right order, at the right time.



-When you're bottled up and ready to go, won't you light my fuse and I'll blow

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

April Shananigans: Playing Favourites

As a huge music snob, it's weird to talk about things like "favourite songs." That said, if someone held a gun to my head, in a moment of intensity, I wouldn't be surprised if this is what was blurted from my mouth. While it's an incredible song, I think what's most important to me is the reminder of beautiful, simple times that things song returns me to.



-Oh these angels with demonic eyes, bury my sickness with your little cries

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

April Shananigans: Take Control

Some days when you lose control... you've just got to take it back.



-For all the harm I've caused, you know you'd suffer if I stopped

Sunday, April 27, 2014

April Shananigans: Speaking in Tones

I shamelessly listened to this song at least 15-20 times this weekend... entirely because I felt like shit and this fuelled my ego and soul to push on through. Dear music... keep doing what you do.



-Run wires from the corners of your mind back for real this time