(Magnetic South) Swirling
dark clouds of slow sonic mischief spread outwards from Indiana and engulf
America under a shadow, bringing about a new reality wherein Nico’s singing is
deemed too upbeat and perky and a decree comes down that said singing must be
corrected by Haley Fohr. On this EP Fohr combines torch singing, freak folk,
the one Sonic Youth record that’s too much for you (titles vary by listener and
reasons for said decision), Magik Markers, Come, Daniel Johnston on uppers
(guitar playing, not singing) and apparantly Bruce Springsteen on downers (her
sequel to “I’m On Fire” shows who is really boss). This record is a ten inch, twenty-minute journey into a
surprisingly inspirational black hole.
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