The Bugaloos was Sid & Marty Krofft’s pyschadelic take on the Beatles, think The Monkeys with wings. They were hippie singing insects that could fly, sometimes on surfboards. I had the hots for Joy, the girl lead. Very strange programme. Phil Collins tried out for the (male) lead.
Shoegaze (and here), aka The Scene That Celebrates Itself is that lovely droney sound I associate with My Bloody Valentine and Loveless. Faded in the UK when BritPop swept in, but lives on, particularly in the US. Recent shoegaze goes under the ungainly nugaze moniker.
True Widow (and here). Sometimes I wonder whether I should keep up my Emusic subscription. I hear a band I like, head over to Emusic to download the album only to find that the band isn’t there, or the label isn’t available in NZ. Bandcamp is only a click away and there the music is only a few dollars or is free. Emusic came through with this slowcore band (although they term their art stonegaze). Thick sounding guitars chug chug chug in languid jangly style. Excellent.
A Grave with No Name. I thought this was an established band of muso’s, but it’s a solo effort from a London guy who calls up other musicians as necessary. Great base line. Nice mug shot boys.
Siesta on Sunday are from 毛呂山町 so I am guessing that they are Japanese.Their tunes are free here. This song is fab, ultimate shoegaze. Not so enamoured of the tunes when the singer is nearer the top of the mix.