#lounge pop

[keyofmesharp]

i made a playlist of every possible thing alex turner has ever touched in chronological order because im super normal, actually, thanks for asking

[yourfavealbumisgender]

The Car by Arctic Monkeys is Bigender!

requested by anon

[semi-dailysonglyrics]

Don't you know an apparition is a cheap date?

What exactly is it you've been drinking these days?

Jukebox in the corner, "Long Hot Summer"

They've got a film up on the wall and it's dark enough to dance

What do you mean you've never seen Blade Runner?

[spilladabalia]

Stereolab - Robot Riot

[sunlitposts]

If anyone’s looking for me, I’ll be over there losing my mind to Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino & they’re welcome to join in.... I don’t even have the words to describe how incredible every single song is 😪

[dustedmagazine]

Kit Sebastian — Mantra Moderne (Mr. Bongo)

Mantra Moderne plies a retro sort of futurism, its sleek compositions glittering with forward-looking cool from about 1971. Europop, lounge jazz, Latin slink and Turkish psych bubble in its polyglot super shiny mix, as if all the cultures in the world got a spin, right here on a Jetson-esque space station. On a cursory listen, you might assume it’s one of those records that got away from us before the listen-to-everything-right-now internet era, but actually it was written and record just last year, on a mess of Latin percussion instruments, exotic strings (balalaikas, ouds) , cheesy 1970s synths and laid-back, in-the-pocket guitar, bass and drums.

Kit Sebastian is not, as you might assume, a single person’s name. It stands in shorthand for a duo, instrumentalist Kit Martin (who lives in London and France) and singer Merve Erdem, who hails from Istanbul and now lives in London. Perhaps its Erdem who brings the disc its pronounced Anatolian flavor, starting with a cover of “Senden Baska,” a song about infatuation (trembling legs, burning lips, etc.) made popular by the Turkish singer Göksel. Here the duo slants a guitar riff through bleats and surges of stylish synth waves. They split the singing, he scratchy and baritone, she airy and aiming at pop.

Elsewhere the sound shifts towards Latin America, prompting the inevitable Os Mutantes reference. Martin plays a lot of different drums, hand drums, cowbells, a variety of scratched and shaken instruments and the hiccup-y, Brazilian Cuica. You can hear the slink and roll of all this percussion best on cuts like “Pangea.” The drumming also adds some zip to the serpentine swagger of “Yanimda Kal,” another Turkish-sourced cut.

Mantra Moderne is an engaging oddity, suave on its surface, but giddy with DIY experiment underneath. Of no specific country, it evokes a whole bunch of them. Of no definitive time period, it hints at a future that may once have seemed possible and now looks unlikely.

Jennifer Kelly

[xxdragon-playlistxx]

Pando by Squalloscope

There are no monsters left under the bed We used their bones to build the thing Stuff the mattress with bulletproof vests And next week just let us sleep in We lie here in the summer naked and laughing On nights when we're not haunted by ghosts Fear is a business and we're self-sufficient

[hemistitch]

me, living my best life: wearing silk pajamas and drinking red wine out of a cristal goblet as I listen to alternative lounge pop.