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In the current volatile climate with half the world on lockdown due to the global pandemic, every song we hear on the radio seems to resonate with a deeper meaning – and the same is true of Snowapple’s “Simple Things”. 

The vintage track reminds us of the little things in life we too often take for granted – like a tree shedding its autumn leaves, a cool raindrop, or a songbird singing upon a newborn branch. In fact, we oftentimes say goodbye to things much too easily, and never even noticing how much we cherish them until they’re gone forever.

“Simple Things” is an adaptation of Armando Tejada Gomez and Cesar Isella’s famous song Las Simples Cosas, which was immortalized by Chavela Vargas and Mercedes Sosa. Now, please enjoy the track.

Aside from the nostalgia, the track also urges us to enjoy the present moment.

For this flowing cover, Laurien Schreuder and Los Angeles-based producer David Ott assembled a unique line-up of musicians: Mexican harp marvel Malena Duarte and Snowapple members Cynthia Martinez and Osito Morro von Ropi were joined by top LA trombonist Ryan Porter, as well as Leddie Garcia on percussion and Thomas Lea on violin. All the other instruments were played by David and Laurien.

The track was recorded in a tiny studio in central Hollywood.

Because of the world’s pandemic crisis all of Snowapple’s tours and travel were cancelled, so we hoped you enjoyed this in the warmth of your abode. Please stay tuned.

As a Central Texas native — Natalie Jane Hill began writing songs upon moving to the Blue Ridge Mountains. While Natalie was immersed in the primitive folk scene, she conceived her very own fingerpicking style.

After spending some time in the southeast, Natalie’s performances have ranged from farm festivals to eclectic house shows. Her songs are intricately layered with melodious and descriptive introspective thought.

And now, here is “Emerald Blue” — one of our favorite tracks off of Natalie’s debut, full-length record release.

Nature plays a significant role in the inspiration of Natalie’s album, while also providing melodious depth to each and every track. Natalie’s debut record is a poetic ode to the cyclical changing of seasons, as well as the memories that tie into them.

Using the natural acoustics in the studio space, the vision of the album came together quite naturally. Above all else, Azalea depicts passing moments, subtle revelations, and quiet truths. In short, an overarching truth of nature that seems to intertwine the artist with the natural world.

Natalie’s brother Logan Hill mixed and mastered the record at Hilltop Media in Redding, California.

The London-based Shattercones’ delicious recipe includes an old slide guitar, a viola with some radical loops, a driving drum machine, some pompous tom-toms, an analog synth, guitars, and vocals you’d expect to hear reverberating throughout the underground scene of Berlin circa 2009.

As one walks through the valley of death, and there meets the devil, a bell will toll, and one will remember the haunting vibrations of a sound he forgot long ago.

Indeed, I’m talking of Shattercone’s “Oppenheimer” from the new Oppenheimer EP. The track is the band’s debut video release.

“Oppenheimer” is a song that is brimming with gritty cinematic landscapes, claustrophobic rooms of darkness, and nostalgic images bursting with ultraviolence, regret, and heartbreaking loss… Now here, give it a listen all you filthy animals.

The symmetrical vibrations of Shattercones’ latest track is a sacrilegious homage to the gods of the underground. What was once considered sacred, is nothing more now than a worthless tune, few are able to remember.

As we walk deeper into the darkness of the unknown in search of beauty, may we always remember the melody so many of us forgot long ago.

Now, back to the music. Yes, the psychedelic project has also played the O2 Kentish Town Forum, 1865 Southampton, and SWX Bristol in the past, pre-COVID-19. Oh, how we lament the golden glow of past ages.

The British project draws from the same waters as Suicide, Dirty Three, and John Coltrane.

The underground ensemble brings a uniquely fresh and occasionally unhinged feeling in the deepest and darkest rooms of our being, that feeling that will keep you on the edge of your seat until that final note is uttered.

Listen to Shattercones’ new EP, here. And be sure to give the band a follow on Spotify! We cannot wait to hear what they have in store for us in the near dystopian future that seems to be playing out. Hold on tight, because it’s going to be a wild ride.

Norman Lake brings to us a hopeless slow-burner from the sandy shores of Southern California. The track is reminiscent of an arid emotion stripped of semblance and woven together with an introspective narrative that we can all relate to at one time or another.

Every line of this haunting track seems as if it was pulled like a needle from the corpse of a dead porcupine.

The lyrics talk about the hardship of change. An evolutionary concept we all struggle with. And brings to light the transcendental truth we all seem to have a difficult time perceiving.

Norman Lake’s “Mother Mary” is about being afraid of the unknown. Yet each line brings to light a hopeless cry, and even when salvation descends upon us, we declare that we are still afraid.

Only a 4 track tape cassette and all analog gear were utilized in the recording.

The unbridled and raw sonic texture culminate in a tumultuous and warm emotion that seems to ripple through the body of the listener. And as we move through the rhythmic construct of reality, a funny thought penetrates the minds of those who peer into the darkness.

They see that they are like dust in the wind. Nothing but a fading star set amongst an expanding, and never-ending galaxy. Nothing more than a speck of dust suspended in a light beam.

“I hope this song brings company to those sitting with feelings that seem too insurmountable to conquer.” – Norman Lake

beipana’s new midnight project (entitled “Late Night Fog”) is a low fidelity masterpiece from the manic depths of the lucid state of subconscious bliss.

The steel guitar consumes the mind of the listener as it sways to and fro – just as the organ endlessly slumbers into catatonic convulsions of primitive ecstasy.

And as the human awakes from his long slumber, the apeman will once again remember a thing he forgot long ago. Something that he’ll never again forget to forget – until he forgets it again…

Indeed, beipana’s latest track “Late Night Fog” sounds like something Ry Cooder would have dreamt up in the middle of an existential vision – under the desolate wasteland of the arid desert moon.

In short, “Late Night Fog” is a minimalistic, yet laidback work of art fit for a peaceful springtime night in the midst of a pandemic that has brought the global system to its knees.

May this track bring you some much-needed comfort as the bacterial wave makes its way across the globe…