Into the Slipstream: Out With the Old, In With the New Old
Hey babies, it’s the new year, and we here at Into the Slipstream hope you have absorbed everything we’ve put before you in the past. We (the Royal We, that is) will continue to pump info into your brain cavities and jamz into your earholes until mother nature decides it’s time to bug out of this joint.
In a true new year’s tradition, this episode of Into the Slipstream has Foxx putting together an interesting list for you. Think about the old and the new, the present and the past, as we play the game of, “If you like this, you’re gonna love that.” I don’t know if that’s the actual name of the game, but what the hell, I have to place some sort of moniker on it. Anywho, you’re gonna get a taste of something old you already love and a suggestion of something new you’ll really dig. We’ve compiled five songs and artists to lube your inner-ear tubes full of joyous and fantastic sounds.
If you like Joy Divison you’ll totally get Post War Glamour Girls
The lads from Manchester, UK, made it into our lives, turning punk into darkwave and making everyone understand what an industrial wasteland of emotions could be. Before Ian Curtis committed suicide and the band morphed into the amazing new wave dance of New Order, they showed the world the depths of slow burn anger in rock music.
Post War Glamour Girls, a relatively unknown UK band, continues this tradition, demolishing the abandoned factories of our guilt and strip-mined love affairs. One of their latest jams, “Felonius Punk,” is a groove that keeps you thinking about Joy Division and quite possibly WIRE. We hope they can get touring in the States to spread this hook-laden mayhem worldwide.
The quartet play hard, sing hard, and drone on in a delicious post-punk bellicose style that’s turning heads. Male and female lead vocals and distortion with a touch of pop dancibility is what you’re going to get.
If you’re cool with the Waitresses, you’re gonna jam your hearts out with Happy Fangs
Snark is the name of the game. Whether you accent it with aggressive sonic craziness that manifests itself in the form of a criminally insane saxophone or destroy the stage with Bohnam-like drumming, you’ll get the snarky and sexy over-the-top musings from both the band of yesteryear and the modern trio.
Was lead singer of The Waitresses, Patty Donahue being campy or just wonderfully aloof in “I Know What Boys Like”? Rebecca from Happy Fangs continues in that tradition, crooning a squawk in “Hiya Ka-Ka.” Her Bay-area bandmates crank enough decibels to make you feel the quake of hot rhythm all the way into your ever-lovin’ hearts. You’ll dig it, children; you will love them, and all will be right with the universe.
If you’ve been in love with David Bowie, you’re going to have a long-lasting relationship with David Bowie
Did you think Foxx could find modern equivalent to David Bowie, without looking at David Bowie?! Not gonna happen, babies. Bowie of old was a chameleon changing from Ziggy to Thin White Duke to Hit Maker. Bowie of this millennium has again transformed — no, transmuted — into something incredibly special. His new song, “Blackstar,” off the new album of the same name is nothing less than an experiment in hallowed music interpretation. The syncopated electronica, the bleating of arrhythmic saxophone. The religion of his voice.
In the end, Bowie commands the bridge between the old world of classic rock, the new world of new wave and the future of music itself.
Until next time, babies.
