Posts Tagged ‘VUM’

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Now is the time when every marketer and ad agency is gearing up their summer campaigns where you’re supposed to party on rooftops with a cool DJ toasting to each other’s health, wealth, hot dates and the hotness of being cool during the hot summer…or something like that.

But really, when you get right down to it, a lot of what summer entails is trying to stay cool, literally cooling down your environment, your state of mind, so that you don’t end up going ballistic at the slightest provocation.

So, what better companion to have along for your ride to the beach or to that hip rooftop party, or to the desert to bury the bodies…or whatever the hell else you do during the summer…than music that evokes the darkness of winter, the darkness of life, or just the dark? Because the dark is much cooler than the light.


I Break Horses-Faith



Fever Ray-When I Grow Up


Ladytron-Destroy Everything You Touch


VUM-Hall of Mirrors


Purity Ring-Belispeak


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Let’s Go Bowling!

Posted: January 14, 2014 in Music
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I have to be honest, everytime I listen to the album, Psychotropic Jukebox by VUM (available on iTunes and Amazon), I can’t help but feel transported to a bowling alley somewhere  in America back in the 70s. Not that I would associate VUM with bowling, but there is a certain ambiance in their music that evokes in me a sense of dingy Americana during a decade in which everything and anything that hearkened back to the 40s, 50s and early 60s was in decline. Bowling alleys were one such example of this cultural neglect…at least as I remember it. Stepping into a bowling alley was like stepping into another world, where the only inhabitants were all members of the same club that cleaved to pompadours, flat tops and black, heavy-rimmed glasses; wearing bowling shirts with the name patches that said Don, Ray or Dick; exuding the scent of Aqua Velva and Lectric Shave. Walking into a bowling alley always required a couple of minutes for the eyes to adjust to the darkness. The brightest spots were always the lanes, everything else just faded into a dim fluorescent and neon haze that seemed to die once it reached the dark wood paneling of the bowling alley bar (and grill depending on the venue). Since I was a kid during that time, going into the bar was taboo, so it was left to the imagination as to who hung out in there and what really went on in that den of darkness. The cacophony of pins forcefully slamming, en masse, off the walls of the pit, booming announcements over the PA system and the faint melodies from the jukebox in the bar all combined to bounce off the concrete walls with a reverb unique unto its own.

Hopefully I haven’t offended the sensibilities of Jennifer Pearl, Chris Badger and Scott Spaulding, the collective known as VUM. They became one of my favorite bands of 2013 after I saw them open for Wovenhand in January of last year at The Satellite. That show would actually be one of the more impactful shows of the year for me as I not only experienced first hand the lyrical and musical intensity of Wovenhand, discovered two very good LA bands in VUM and Little Red Lung, but I also witnessed a beardo re-creation of the Hobbit reunion scene at the end of The Lord Of The Rings: Return of the King that scared me straight from wanting to grow a beard, or watch LOTR ever again.

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