This Canadian group's nondescript moniker might serve as the antithesis of what it really represents. Led by the angelic pop/rock vocals of Rosina Kazi, the band draws upon multicultural musical influences to fuse a pleasantly unique and melodically savvy blend of electro-pop, complete with dream-laden themes. In addition to ethnic percussion and thumping beats, the artists pursue EFX swashes and treatments, often resulting in a cavalcade of spacey contrasts. You'll hear subliminal bossa nova motifs, misty vocals, open-ended synth ornamentations, and other delicacies. They also frame futuristic-like rock grooves atop East Indian ragas, complete with muted choruses and more.
The album concept is subdivided into songs based on the four seasonsand they do capture the respective seasonal auras, especially if your imagination is willing to reformulate the band's muse into a personalized abstraction. Their breezy sound, garnished with nicely-placed studio effects, crunching guitars, funk vamps, and upbeat techno pulses, does indeed strike a proverbial chord. Yet this is only their second release in four years, and it would be a shame if the ensemble took another lengthy hiatus between studio projects.
Electro-pop with a master's degree.
Track Listing: Orange; Brown Eyed Warrior; Forget To Say; Pale; Creep; Saturn; Raindrops; Faithful; Musty
City; Shallow Water; Dancing The Same; Invincible; (Bonus) BEW Epilogue Think Bloodline;
(Video) White Cloud Intellect.
Personnel: Rosina Kazi: vocals; Nick Murray: various instruments, effects.
With Santosh Naidu: various instruments, effects; Rakesh Tewari: various instruments,
effects; Nilan Pereira: various instruments, effects; Ian De Souza: various instruments,
I was first exposed to jazz when I was tiny. My earliest memory is watching Ella Fitzgerald scat on a Christmas special when I was no older than four. Like many who are from tiny towns, my first extended exposure was listening to the high school jazz band when I was a kid
I was first exposed to jazz when I was tiny. My earliest memory is watching Ella Fitzgerald scat on a Christmas special when I was no older than four. Like many who are from tiny towns, my first extended exposure was listening to the high school jazz band when I was a kid. For some reason I remember an arrangement of Hey Jude they did. My first real exposure was Stan Kenton in the Smithville, MO high school gym. Kenton and the band director there were old friends, so he would play there from time to time. My dad took me without telling me where we were going and it was the only show he ever took me to. I remember that Bobby Shew played Send In Clowns and I damn near levitated I was so excited. The huge sound and amazing chords floored me. I believe I was 13 at the time. I immediately started practicing and taking lessons. Music became a passion and nearly a career. I also listened to Dick Wright's Jazz Show on KANU every night. I can't even start to explain what I learned lying in bed listening to Dick talk about jazz. I met him once when I was struggling to put together a solo for Joy Spring playing in a combo at KU. Stopped by his office and asked for recommendations. He showed up at my jazz ensemble rehearsal the next day with a tape with example solos. What a kind man Dick Wright was.
My advice to new listeners is to stop worrying about what music is important and focus on music you like. I spent quite a bit of my music life listening to important music I didn't necessarily like. Must say I have quite a bit more fun now listening to music that I deeply enjoy. Some of it is even important.
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