Another pretty Gary Louris tune; there are dozens of them waiting to be discovered if you like the sound of blissful, cathartic choruses and country rock harmonizing. It’s like the Eagles minus the egos.
You know how some songs just sound better loud? Chalk Dinosaur’s slithering synth intro begs me to turn up the volume as John O’Hallaron proceeds to complain about having one of those nights when sleep just won’t come.
O’Hallaron, who hails from Pittsburgh, PA, basically is Chalk Dinosaur. As his Bandcamp link points out, his music swings wildly between styles from one release to the next. When you think you can safely peg it as Weezer-influenced indie pop, O’Hallaron releases an EP of surf guitar tunes. ( http://chalkdinosaur.bandcamp.com/album/kitty-hawk-surf ). Then comes the title track from the Follow Me EP, which sounds like a lost 60’s harmony vocal group artifact, and so on. He’ll even mix in the occasional 9 or 11-minute psychedelic rock epic.
O’Hallaron’s not kidding when he lists his influences as “Any music that makes me feel something.”
He’s certainly a prolific writer too, having released five albums or EPs over a four-year span. And his website, which keeps track of the songs he writes in chronological order, lists over 200 compositions: http://www.andrew.cmu.edu/user/jrohalla/
Interesting guy, and still unsigned. Perhaps because that kind of eclecticism would drive record label marketing types bonkers. As long as his self-released music is accessible through major outlets, which is it, this is probably the best arrangement for all concerned. No one has the job of figuring out how to promote an artistic chameleon, while John can continue to make the music he enjoys making, and fans know it’ll always be interesting.
Sleeping Late:
Four useless hours lying in bed trying to sleep.
My brain’s on fire. I should try counting sheep.
When I close my eyes, thoughts start to flood my mind. Why I get so deep I don’t know, I just wanna fall asleep.
Sun is creeping up. It’s getting light. I’m wide awake.
I’m doomed again. Plans or not, I’m sleeping late.
Rob Dickinson’s solo debut displays the ex-Catherine Wheel guitarist/frontman’s penchant for the epic, soaring ballad–a perfect setting for his conversation with the Goddess of Love herself. His music packs an emotional wallop without overwrought histrionics.
And speaking of histrionics, Dickinson is the cousin of Iron Maiden’s Bruce Dickinson.
Jens had me here from the first two lines of the lyric:
Jennifer called, told me ’bout her latest admirer
Said, “Someone should make a pamphlet called ‘So You Think You’re in Love with Jennifer'”
Add the sly slip-note piano lines and I’ve fallen for another sweetly skewed Jens Lekman song, despite not really knowing what he’s on about with the cherry-sucking bats in the last verse.
This pretty tune has a pretty convoluted history. Written by Richard Thompson with keyboardist Peter Filleul as an instrumental for the 1991 film Sweet Talker, it originally sounded like this:
Tim Finn (of Split Enz and Crowded House) loved the melody and wrote words to accompany it, releasing his version as a British single (which is now unavailable so I can’t reproduce it here).
Then Thompson liked Finn’s lyric so much that he re-recorded it as a vocal version with his son Teddy. Not the typical writing process for a song, but the end product is a thing of beauty.