Singles Club: Wild Cub + The Legends + Siberian Traps
Consider Singles Club your musical matchmaker. I do hope you'll give all these ready to mingle bachelors and bachelorettes your ear as you listen to some new favorite tunes. Read on in the hopes of finding your musical love connection.
I'm feeling the beginnings of summertime sass, so in the interest of bringing a little shimmy to your Sunday, all three songs below are wonderfully danceable.
Wild Cub has been keeping a little bit of a low profile for the past few years, but that's likely to change with "Somewhere." Lovesick and glossy, this is synthpop meant for meaningful, stolen glances and quite possibly dancefloor singalongs.
Meanwhile, The Legends (AKA Johan Angergård of Labrador Records) takes a slinky, slightly nerdy 80s approach to his synth machinations. "Summer In The City" is glitchy and fabulous, masking the undercurrent of gloominess with vocoders and video game flourish.
A move from Nashville to Ft. Worth has agreed with Siberian Traps, it would seem. Their "Outtasight" is pretty much outtasight itself, with an enthusiastic clamor building throughout their vintage rock racket. Perfectly warbling vocals, some rad shredding, and a hint of the past add to this little nugget's appeal. Oh, and it's probably going to make you cut a rug a little bit of a rug at some point.
[posted 5.21.17]
I'm feeling the beginnings of summertime sass, so in the interest of bringing a little shimmy to your Sunday, all three songs below are wonderfully danceable.
Wild Cub has been keeping a little bit of a low profile for the past few years, but that's likely to change with "Somewhere." Lovesick and glossy, this is synthpop meant for meaningful, stolen glances and quite possibly dancefloor singalongs.
Meanwhile, The Legends (AKA Johan Angergård of Labrador Records) takes a slinky, slightly nerdy 80s approach to his synth machinations. "Summer In The City" is glitchy and fabulous, masking the undercurrent of gloominess with vocoders and video game flourish.
A move from Nashville to Ft. Worth has agreed with Siberian Traps, it would seem. Their "Outtasight" is pretty much outtasight itself, with an enthusiastic clamor building throughout their vintage rock racket. Perfectly warbling vocals, some rad shredding, and a hint of the past add to this little nugget's appeal. Oh, and it's probably going to make you cut a rug a little bit of a rug at some point.
[posted 5.21.17]
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