Meet A Sky Jet Black
On paper, and at first blush, there's not a lot not to like about Austin's A Sky Jet Black. The band adheres to that they call "a subtle and sincere philosophy of Romantic Nihilism," cites Berlin-era David Bowie, Phil Spector, and goth as influences, and falls in line sonically with the dark side of the early Factory Records roster and, to a certain extent, could be considered contemporaries of bands like The xx. Oh, and they cover The Stone Roses. All this, of course, merely scratches the surface.
There's a gorgeous, glorious gloom to their songs, a real sense of finality but without any sort of despair. In a strange way, and I'm not quite sure how they managed it, their music comes off as featherlight, even amid waves of synth-heavy noise. Theirs is music that embraces the ghosts of the past and the ghosts endlessly to come. That you can dance to it is just icing on the cake.
There's a gorgeous, glorious gloom to their songs, a real sense of finality but without any sort of despair. In a strange way, and I'm not quite sure how they managed it, their music comes off as featherlight, even amid waves of synth-heavy noise. Theirs is music that embraces the ghosts of the past and the ghosts endlessly to come. That you can dance to it is just icing on the cake.
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