it is. my suspicion. that often the more popular music is with the populace, the more middle of the middle it is. which is not to say it's not good; just... easy.
music means many things to many souls. it doesn't have to claim your concentration, and it doesn't have to foreground your growth.
but if often helps if it does! ask the best. and their (real) friends...
Showing posts with label closet snare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label closet snare. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Friday, February 9, 2007
caught in the closet?
One more secret is out. Closet Snare is cutting the edge of Cape Town’s fusion fashion.
Splicing contemporary jazz and unclassified Electronica that trips synapses and flips heartflows, these lads climb out the box, beyond whitespace, and throw all your expectations neatly out the window. it's tangibly sublime. their “consciously melodic”, effusive mix of melancholy and madness, held together by an implicit understanding. these boys don't rock; they break boundaries.
Closet Snare is
Kesivan Naidoo (drums)
Mark Buchanan (guitar)
Lee Thomson (trumpet and fluggel horn)
Sean ou Tim (bass)
Sibot (machines)
Though they’re pretty to look and magically more attractive in action(funny, that), it always helps to lay it on thick when it comes to aesthetic. Inka’s VJing adds is an excellent accompaniment to their musical brilliance and of live music’s second home, she mixes stilted motion shots and abstracted stills against warped club walls to underline your dreams…
For an earful and an eyeful, keep your nose sharp to snare the next leap out of the closet. (the fever returns in March.)
Splicing contemporary jazz and unclassified Electronica that trips synapses and flips heartflows, these lads climb out the box, beyond whitespace, and throw all your expectations neatly out the window. it's tangibly sublime. their “consciously melodic”, effusive mix of melancholy and madness, held together by an implicit understanding. these boys don't rock; they break boundaries.
Closet Snare is
Kesivan Naidoo (drums)
Mark Buchanan (guitar)
Lee Thomson (trumpet and fluggel horn)
Sean ou Tim (bass)
Sibot (machines)
Though they’re pretty to look and magically more attractive in action(funny, that), it always helps to lay it on thick when it comes to aesthetic. Inka’s VJing adds is an excellent accompaniment to their musical brilliance and of live music’s second home, she mixes stilted motion shots and abstracted stills against warped club walls to underline your dreams…
For an earful and an eyeful, keep your nose sharp to snare the next leap out of the closet. (the fever returns in March.)
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