Written by Elijah P. It is believed that Nueva Ecija-based art collective O.I Research Partners have found recordings of a different universe consisting of space cowboys, hieroglyphic spaghetti westerns, and literal drum machine worship. These findings are said to be secured somewhere in their facility, preserved to age like the best milk in town, kept sacred like genres that are made to be published by your nearest DIY label online. Label it as a psychedelic hyperdrive or a Filipino western dashing downwards a dune; “Speed Milk” is the complete package. O.I Research Partners is DIY written from top to bottom of every page in their playbook. Whether it is true or not, O.I Research Partners’ debut project “Speed Milk” have struck gold. There is marriage between fragmented recordings of Eva Yu’s cryptic narration of the world before her while Vik Laugo’s constant guitar switch ups and manipulated kraut-y influences. “Smell My Badge” has Ennio Morricone and Bad Lieutenant fragrance smothered over Laugo’s breath. Fuzzy freakout and folk passages explode all over the place in “Stage Warner”. “We Like Speed” and its rush of dirt vomiting out of the amplifiers is partially eerie and thrilling to hear in your speakers. Accompanying the music is also Eva and Vik’s exhibited visualization of their worldbuilding, an initiative that is to a certain degree impressive and intriguing: Horses stuck in the middle of a lava river while picture frames of a cow hang beside it, stonehenge prophecies on a drum head etc. The possibilities for the couple’s imagination could reach an entirely different universe at this point. O.I Research Partners have imagined a future wherein it is possible to live both sonically and visually. Musically, this is the future that we depend on even if it takes a fantasy research crew or a concept album made by mad scientists. Listening to music casually can be all fun and games until you find out there are badass cowboys living on drug-spiked milk. O.I Research Partners are the real deal. SUPPORT THE ART & THE ARTIST:
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EP REVIEW: Manic Mundane – Narrative Three
Written by Louis Pelingen I imagine that working on this EP has been the cathartic moment Manic Mundane needed. The stage name of Kath Dizon, she has been a musician for quite some time now, fronting a hardcore punk band during her college days in Iligan City, using the KTHDRLZ passion project during some time in the 2010s, as well as attending indietronica gigs during her stay in Dubai. But working as a PR executive during her 9-year stay in Dubai only exhausted her, deciding to return to her hometown in Mindanao in early 2020, where things get much worse with the start of the pandemic and her laptop that she used to produce music for five years eventually died out, leaving her with none of the drafts reserved for polish. But eventually, she has to start anew. And with Narrative Three, her debut EP as Manic Mundane – released under Melt Records – that fresh start is a relieving one. Right from the jump, the EP displays a set of tracks that are overflowing with colorful and layered instrumental textures courtesy of Sho Hiniko’s contribution to fleshing out the mixing of these tracks. Her vocals blend in with the sweeping synth-wave and electronica tracks, giving the soundscape its bombast with her upfront vocal tone. The EP has influences and similarities that make sense but also is surprising. Personally, there is a smattering of Let’s Eat Grandma and CHVRCHES from both the synth choices and the vocal tone that Manic Mundane uses, but her influences from Bjork and Grimes also make sense. The melodies don’t leap out immediately and take their time to get front and center. And when the melodies do flesh out and the cathartic lyrics bring out its impact, it really sticks with you. “Awake/Solitude” has this gothic tinge to the swarming synth patches that let itself push through along with the punchy drum loops and Manic Mundane’s gripping vocal melodies, effectively allowing the dire religious reflections to feel riveting. ‘Pavements’ immerses itself with splashes of reverberating synth work, pulsating percussion, soaring vocal melodies, and gleaming guitar chords from Mckie Alvarez of Filipino shoegaze band WYWY that lets loose for a blaring guitar solo that brings in all of the other elements to coalesce to a gratifying finish, mirroring the dramatic details of Manic Mundane’s decaying relationship with religion and the darkness that comes with it. “Spring Waves” ends the album in a positive light: the glittery synthesizers and thumping drums allow Manic Mundane’s uplifting vocals and lyrical details of love with dreamy affectations. While the production and the vocals are well done for the most part, there are times when the melodies just don’t have enough fullness to give their impact. “Astral Bodies” repeats its chorus like a mantra after the verse melodies, leaving the track underwhelming as it coasts through the glimmering instrumentation and lyrics of connection with a cosmic touch. While “Lover” with the shimmery synth textures and romantic refrains in the lyrics are pretty, the melodies themselves and the way they are structured make the flow of the song end up sloppy. There are aspects of the lyrics that feel quite dull and show Manic Mundane still growing as a songwriter. It does not mean it’s entirely bad, the religious and otherworldly details fit well when the instrumentation is this layered and the melodies give the themes of love and grappling against religion an immense impact. But the writing itself doesn’t find itself digging deeper into creative liberties, making the writing reliant on those religious, otherwordly aspects to stick. And if it’s not for those details, the writing could end up being uninteresting. But as a whole, Narrative Three is an EP where the catharsis can be found with flying colors where the instrumentation is full and textured, production that balances out all of its layered synth work, confident vocal performances from Manic Mundane, and strings of melodies that makes the extensive themes of love and religion to land effectively. But there are still flubs with the general writing of the lyrics as well as some songs where the melodies just don’t sweep the listener the way they should. Still, the best songs of the EP allow Manic Mundane’s ideas to leap away into something more, something where greatness will be found. Support the art & the artist:
TRACK REVIEW: ONE CLICK STRAIGHT – MRT
Written by Elijah P. Written after long commutes and comforting cramped spaces while in motion, One Click Straight has proven themselves again that they are capable of growth, even above and beyond than their current contemporaries in the scene. As much as their lead vocalist Sam Marquez describes every one of their most recent outputs as “raddening”, “MRT” is basically the “renaissance” of their material, their literal version of “city” pop, may it be a songwriting and visual aesthetic standpoint. The string of singles such as “Hayaan” and “Wake Me Up” have established themselves as the pop band, all the while “MRT” and “Lilo” are reserved to be more honest and layered than the sum of their parts. Whispered melodies and crisp drum production are becoming the trademarks of a One Click Straight track — may it be coming from their live drumpad playing or constant teasers on their social media — made their careers as musicians reach an all time high in terms of quality. “MRT” has rhythmic rumbling of a train and synthetic warps mixed with Sam’s unorthodox guitar playing – the creme dela creme of the track. These sonic choices are paired with sentimental lyrics that tackle on the concept of finding each other while in transit, but whatever the place of love will take place in, one thing is made sure: One Click Straight have made unique jams for commuters; for folks constantly moving as the world revolves over and under them 24 hours; for humans depending on music wherever they go. SUPPORT THE ART & THE ARTIST:
ALBUM REVIEW: Spacedog Spacecat – Fuzz Sounds
Written by Nikolai Dineros Spacedog Spacecat’s debut ‘Fuzz Sounds’ is a celebration of one of rock music’s most unique and divisive effect sounds: the fuzz. Notorious for its rich, grainy and exuberant tone, the fuzz box has been a staple among musicians across the decades. It is everywhere: from the early years of rock to the inception of metal (and by extension, many doom metal bands going forward), the grunge era, and literally every Jack White song ever. Spacedog Spacecat’s assemblage of fuzz-filled tracks is fun, colorful, and upfront. Each song features not just one, but multiple layers of fuzz pedals across different instruments. On paper, this may be overbearing, but the band knows that the unique thing about the fuzz is that it does not rely heavily on mid controls, which makes it a versatile effect that works on the foreground as much as it would in the background. The opening track itself, ‘Beach, etc.’, puts you right into the action with a gnarly intro riff that is elevated by synths and more layers of guitars that are drowning in the same distortion but to varying degrees – and with a bit of reverb to shake things up a bit. ‘My Midori’ and ‘Jay Muscis’ are two of the more palatable songs from ‘Fuzz Sounds’. The former stands out for its sweet melodies and its ever-present aggression, striking a nice balance between the two, thereby creating something reminiscent of twee pop, while the latter borders between power pop and shoegaze with its dense production and energetic instrumentals that are endearing to hear, nonetheless. In ‘Chronic Non-Surfers’, the band asks, “what else does go well with an ensemble of already thick and saturated guitars?” To which they answer, “Violins!” If anything, Spacedog Spacecat knows that paying homage to the fuzz pedal should not be hard. For all we know, they might just be having the time of their lives on this album. Because whatever they come up with, that Big Muff pedal is still going to electrify the entire crowd. The rest is up to one’s creativity, which is easier said than done. SUPPORT THE ART & THE ARTIST:
TRACK REVIEW: Dionela – Musika
Written by Elijah P. Starting off as a viral Tiktok video wherein singer-songwriter Dionela formulates a song that’s based on an off-the-cuff piano melody started by his girlfriend. Entitled as “Musika”, Dionela thought of all possible green flags right from scratch; timbres fade, melodies are improvised and “butterflies” come out of his stomach after several trials from a songwriting session inside his car. From this point forward this is where “Musika” has weight. The subject is pivotal in the process. The artist, however, has barely scratched the surface of making a memorable experience despite their significant other being the main cause and effect of its virality. If anything, the pianos are barely heard in the mix; neither the vocals legitimize the piano melody that’s as significant as Dionela’s output entirely. It’s ‘hugot’ stripped down to a very unsymmetrical formula to the point where we’re all in for the virality and not for the actual craft. This is made apparent from the Tiktok video alone, we’re here to witness the process, the interaction between love and its result. Although the latter never really give grounds for “Musika”. Just like the title, it’s a textbook love song with several sore thumbs. If we were to look at how the single is formed, the intention of “Musika” is an example of an artist finding inspiration. It’s self-explanatory from the video: we don’t need a PR statement to tell us otherwise. But the mere fact that a viral Tiktok would persuade everyone that the song is good is a trap marketing ploy. Sonically, “Musika” is dry. It’s soup without proper peppering. It’s a billboard with only face value. It’s only a QR code and nothing more. Support the art & the artist:
DEMO REVIEW: DJ HEADACHEMAXIMUM – DAMNATION DEMO 2022
Written by Louis Pelingen In our local electronic dance scene, it is always wonderful to hear a lot more hardcore EDM music in today’s day and age. Where the raves will stomp the ground till it gets crushed to bits as the DJs don’t pull their punches and pushes the limits of EDM with deafening volumes, gut-wrenching drum and synth textures, and rhythms that will make everyone dance like they’re fast-forwarding in 2x speed. These hardcore rave scenes will not be for everyone as there are others who might just prefer dancing to the grooves rather than ballistically setting the dance floor on fire, but it’s a necessary part of dance rave culture nonetheless. After all, they can be spaces that can be gratifying and energetic to engage in, and hardcore EDM rave spaces certainly do not disappoint. When it comes to DJ HEADACHEMAXIMUM’s hardcore EDM leanings in this 4 track demo release, they sure put out a good set of them. DAMNATION DEMO was released under @SLANDERTRAX , a label that focuses on putting out hardcore EDM projects. While this was the first one put out under the label, it is a good and exciting release that puts both DJ HEADACHEMAXIMUM and the SLANDER TRAX label with exciting anticipation on what they will put out in the future as this demo project has some good tracks on them. While straightforward and simple to wrap your head around, there are enough variations and switches on each track that makes them pop out in their own way. ‘CALL ME’ starts off with the kick drum and rave synths in a well-measured rhythm, just before the squelching synths come in and create a chaotic sonic display. ‘IBUPROFEN’ proceeds with its looping synths, pulsating kick drum, and glassy hi-hat progressions that get more energetic when the screeching synth tones come into the fray. The last two tracks end the project that dips its hardcore foundations with softer synths. ‘PERPETUAL BREAK’ amidst the shuffling percussion rhythms comes to the blissful synthesizer that tip-toes through the track, and ‘REMORSEFUL SEPPUKU’ immerses all of its runtime with multiple change-ups from the rubbery synths, blocky percussion, and stable bass and hi-hat drums. What this demo project showcased is a good foundation of Hardcore EDM that has enough variation in synth tones and progressions. It might be considered standard in the genre, but at the end of the day, there’s a good quality in each of the tracks that if played in a hardcore rave gig, it will definitely put enough people in a state where they will whirl themselves around the area. Not mindblowing or anything, but it’s good enough for what it needs to do. Support the art & the artist: https://slandertrax.bandcamp.com/album/damnation-demo-2022-stax-001
ALBUM REVIEW: Ruru – Glorious Miscellanea
Written by Louis Pelingen It has been two years since Ruru put out her 3rd EP, ‘The Odds,’ a short project that finds her inching toward jazzier blends in her melodies while retaining her lo-fi bedroom pop sensibilities and distant, fractured musings on the relationships that she describes in her writing. More so, it felt like her debut album was on the wings of being done, only possibly hampered by the pandemic interjecting every musician’s plans to release their records, delaying their supposed release dates for the next two years. And it was the case for Ruru herself, spending most of her 2020 and 2021 trying to finish her debut record that’s hanging by, which only increases the curiosity of what strands of sound and themes she will branch out next. Because as much as her brand of fuzzy bedroom pop combined with themes surrounding relationships and the personal reflection that comes with it is appreciative, it can start to feel a little stale once this palette has been repeated. And for Ruru’s debut record, she sure has switched that palette in a significant way. If ‘The Odds’ is the teaser for something new in Ruru’s growth, then ‘Glorious Miscallanea’ is embracing that growth. Said growth is shown in all aspects of this record. The instrumentation has been expanded further, bringing in more touches from the violins and woodwinds to help complement the organic texture of the guitars, drums, and synths. The polished production helps out the instrumentation and vocals give that needed fuzzy warmth that has been in Ruru’s pocket in her past EPs. The melodies and tunes have gotten more glee and energy to them now that Ruru has embraced more jazz and funk tunes in her sound, oddly reminiscent of acts like Dijon, Remi Wolf, and Japanese Breakfast. Ruru’s vocals have gotten more presence, allowing her softer vocal timbre to glide through the airy compositions pretty well. And the lyricism does step up as well, and while it still touches upon familiar melancholy, that melancholy is more internal this time. Focusing more on personal struggles throughout the scattershot moments in life and the numbness, disconnect, and frustrations that come with it. While it may not compose an arc that comes through, it does fit the meaning of the album title, where the collection of these small and mundane miscellaneous moments in life creates an emotional tension that takes time to process and reflect upon. Due to these improvements, the songs have so much spirit to them that it makes you want to return to their sweetness even more. ‘Chewing Gum’ with its jaunty grooves and woodwinds, ‘Strange World’ with its starry-eyed watery synths, ‘WYWD’ with its blissful tone from the reverbed guitars, glittery synths, and especially from Ruru’s hypnotic use of her falsetto, ‘Eyes of a Blue Dog’ with its soothing tune from the horns and the watery guitars, ‘It Matters Until It Doesn’t’ with these jaunty funk and jazz melodies from the woodwinds, guitars, and drums, ‘Jigsaw’ with the glitchier melodies from the percussion and sound effects that climaxes to Ruru’s mystical vocal harmonies at the end, ‘Serious’ with its summery and blurry cascades of guitars, and ‘Non-satisfaction’ wonderfully closing off the record with a lot of sweeping synths, guitar passages, and vocal overdubs. Even with the thin texture of the strings and some of the synths that can be distracting in some songs, and the fact that the momentum can slip away from the back half, those issues are still compensated with just how fleshed out these tunes are. While songs like ‘Moonbeam’ and ‘Snoozers’ don’t stand out as much as the rest of the songs, there are moments that still make them decent songs in their own right, with ‘Moonbeam’ coasting through those moody strings and ‘Snoozers’ using its brief runtime to showcase the wavy synths that are used majestically. Ruru’s debut album manifests a different splash of textures and colors in her already vivid world. Polished production that brings out the clarity of the vocals and instruments, Jazzy and Funky compositions along with additional instrumentation that provides sweetness and warmth to the melodies and performances, and songwriting that explores the scattershot moments in life and the whirlwind of emotions that comes with it. It’s a project that picks up pieces of memories and makes a collage out of them, a collage that is majestically put together. It’s a glorious miscellanea indeed, and it may hint at what else Ruru will create from these pieces in the future. Support the art & the artist:
ALBUM REVIEW: Aviators – Analogies of Love
Written by Elijah P. Wearing a pair of aviators at your local shade shop is a very Liam Gallagher thing to do, especially for Britpop tribute band Aviators – consisting of members John and Arvy. Their attempts at Alex Turner-isms aren’t taking off the tarmac like their other British colony favorites in their debut record “Analogies of Love”, released under Tarsier Records. For the remainder of 2022, they’ve been busy releasing half-enigmatic imagery of their upcoming record. That is to say, Aviators have kept themselves in the confines of an edgy image yet a prim and proper getup of gentlemen rocking the night out at some speakeasy bar somewhere near Legazpi Village. For a band that’s well-worn like their contemporaries, you’d expect a suave, technical performance licking all over this record. But nope. This is the complete opposite of expectations exceeding, or even, succeeding at the very least. It’s 11 songs that span like a purgatory of rehashed ideas of the 90s or what the Arctic Monkeys call a “conduct a sing-along” to the past. “Analogies of Love” is Pulp without the anthemic pulse, Oasis without the stadium rock. Aviators are painfully formulaic, like Franz Ferdinand. Throughout the entire tracklist, there’s no life in their drum machines; If there’s any clear indication as to where this album is going, it’s the lingering, almost suffering vocal performance of John Roxas. “Analogies of Love” is riddled with one-noted performances: guitar solos aren’t as prominent, backup vocalists barely did their job to highlight the choruses, and the drum machine barely has a character of its own. If there’s anything that’s slightly positive or gives any merit to, “Okay (Means Everything” is smack in the middle but somehow showed a sign of life in the album that’s been playing dead for almost half of the time. The tacky drum machine patterns and guitar strums elevate the performance slightly. But other than that, every single track decided to become filler and homages for the rest of its 36-minute runtime. Aviators’ “Analogies of Love” is an album that’s barely shown its potential, rather it’s a supplement of something that was done to look like it was made in the past and resulted in something to look past its forgettable elements. LINK:
ALBUM REVIEW: Cowboy Country Club – Signs You’re Getting Older
Written by Louis Pelingen Country music is the genre that has received some weird looks from a lot of people due to its traditionalist thematics and usual country twang that may put the listeners into a narrow perspective of the sound unless they dig into the scene itself. It can intersect itself with different genres such as folk, hip-hop, and rock which can expand the style of this genre effectively. And while a lot of the themes relate to an older audience, they can still resonate with the younger audience provided that the tunes, instrumentation, and songwriting can elevate themselves to grab them. The fact that some of the country artists today represent the People of Color and the Queer community that is creating outstanding country records that tell their own stories shows that the genre is evolving with time. In the Philippines, It’s a genre that you may not hear that often in the bustling cities but you can hear more of them once you’re in the provinces, specifically in the mountainsides. The genre does overlap with the Philippine folk scene where the themes of traditional values as well as methodical melodic compositions slip through from time to time. There is one band that does try to explore the genre in interesting ways, and that band is Cowboy Country Club. As the name suggests, they’re essentially a 3-man band that dabbles in folk and alt-country. Their debut record in 2017 showcased an interesting balancing point, where the front half dabbles in animal collective-esque folk landscapes filled with sharp synths, eccentric vocal takes, and guitar textures that ramble and spike across the songs, wherein the rest focuses closer on rollicking country melodies that still keeps the eccentric synth choices. It’s a debut album that has interesting compositional and production choices which do lead to some conflicting issues, where the vocals bring volume but not enough charisma, the synth work that can get garishly annoying quickly, and the sudden split between freak folk and alt-country tracks implies whether or not the band wants to indulge in its freak folk compositions or the alt-country compositions. 5 years after that record, Cowboy Country Club has answered that lingering question with their newest album, ‘Signs You’re Getting Older’. As the title suggests, it’s a record that shows the band maturing not just as musicians, but also as explorers in the country genre that they’re prominently showcasing in this album. This sign can be seen in the presentation of the sound of the record, where the synths and eccentric vocal plays of their debut are pushed away and give way to the intimate and stomping country styles that the band is riding on. While not expansive and risky in sound as their debut, it’s more consistent and more polished. There are issues that are both new and old, the vocals can still have their overpowering moments that focus more on volume rather than tone, some synth textures used still do not fit with the rest of the instrumentation, and there are instances where melodies could’ve used more punch and wonderful transitions, especially in some of the guitars and drums. Issues mentioned beforehand do show up on a couple of songs, but it’s pretty present on ‘Chances Go By’ where the overpowering vocals and unfitting synths that are both sharp and farty just make the song pretty difficult to get through. For a record that focuses on the trek of getting older and the aspirations of trudging forward amidst all odds, the band manages to stick the landing, giving a wonderful array of tracks that touch upon different country sub-genres while also improving on their vocals, melodies, and production work. ‘I Am The Only One’ showcases the country twang and rock smolder playing in different worlds that coalesce in an explosive finish, ‘Dyson Sphere’ goes into Honky-Tonk with the shuffling grooves, ‘Immaculate’ takes off with an upbeat tone from the vocals and the glimmering tone of the guitars, ‘King Sheep’ goes for a Nashville Sound style where the acoustic guitar twang and shuffling bass and drums are complemented nicely with the sweeping strings, ‘Lie Awake’ with its rumbling guitar melodies amidst an understated tone of the vocals, and ‘Squirrel On The Line’ that goes into Neotraditional Country may as well be their best song to date with the spare piano, pleasant guitar strums, and the additional strings and synths help out complement one of the best choruses they’ve put together in a while. Songs like ‘Truckin’ and ‘The Devil Will Always Be Watching’ are decent enough songs due to the country-rock smolder on the former and the impactful hook on the latter, but they don’t stand along the rest of the tracks besides those qualities. While this record does not exactly showcase any creative risks in the country scene that they are pulling from, the maturity, consistency, and improvement from their debut record to this record are enough to acknowledge the journey and the growth that comes from it. There might be disappointment towards the band for not going deeper into the freak-folk eccentrics, but there’s also an audience for leaning into country music that tends a bit more intimate and a little bit older. I suggest giving this a shot, for there might be songs that may resonate with you. And if it does, it may show the signs of growth you’ve had over the years, and it will make you go back to these songs for the rest of your lives. Support the art & the artist:
TRACK REVIEW: Nikki Nava – Ephemeral
Written by Elijah P. The last we’ve ever heard of singer-songwriter Nikki Nava was at her quietest and her most reflective. This was years before the world had its audible reset. Now, in the year 2022, Nava is at her most ambitious and the loudest she’s ever been in songwriting. In “Ephemeral”, it’s evident how the emotional value in her tracks added more instrumental nuance than most of her contemporaries. The nuance in question: melodies that struck a chord beneath its beautiful guitar strings above multitudes of other ideas thrown in the mix, Nava’s introspective glare that combines a lot of potent melodicism some singer-songwriters lack. “Ephemeral” is an exercise of her growth as a singer-songwriter, punching upwards in writing catchier lines than making emotive vocal droning and sparse instrumentals. There’s an element yet to be seen in Nava’s songwriting, which is still invisible throughout her tiny single discography. A sense of promise is what’s to be seen in her works soon; let’s just see if she could break the ceiling once again. SUPPORT THE ART & THE ARTIST: