Big Search, laying in the grass. It's a gas.
Foreign Born singer and Fools Gold sideman Matt Popieluch has gone solo as Big Search. He made a piece of vinyl that you should own. He also made this list for the L.A. Weekly blog, compiling his very own list of favorite solo endeavors from other dudes from other bands that you already know.
Big Search, the new project from Foreign Born singer and Fool’s Gold guitarist Matt Popieluch, performs TONIGHT at the Downtown Independent along with a screening of The Scenesters film and a set from Sweaters. Tickets are available here, and for an extra $5 at the door, you can come back to tomorrow night’s show (the Franks + Lord Huron).
In honor of that, we’ve gotten our hands on some excellent clips of Big Search playing Spaceland last month. Check out “In the Morning Room, I Saw,” below, and a handful of others after the jump.
Abe Vigoda, not throwing shade
Quick bloggy bits from around the L.A. underground (and up). Share ’em.
(all stories via West Coast Sound, via L.A. Weekly)
* The press release for Crush promises “glassy shards of ‘cold wave’ pop, with synthesisers, sequencers and altogether broodier beats.”
You may have read about Foreign Born’s intimate record release show a few weeks back, or about singer Matt Popieluch’s role in the fantastic Glasser project, but in this new interview, Popieluch covers it all: past, present, future, collaborations with outfits like Cass McCombs’ and Fool’s Gold, and the genesis of FB’s fantastic ode to summers in Los Angeles, Person To Person. Read up.
“Winter Games,” from Person To Person.
Last night east side big boys Foreign Born played their record release gig at the relatively newly opened Vacation Vinyl on Hollywood near Vermont. It was a cozy, warm show and the fellas ripped it as a sax-weilding seven-piece, despite how tiny the room was. Read about it here (via LA Weekly‘s West Coast Sound).
I’ve been enamored with the music of Los Feliz-based Glasser, a.k.a. Cameron Mesirow, for some number of months now, but I’ve mostly gazed from afar. There’s something about her humble-but-bejeweled, dreamy electronic folk-pop that begs to lie undisturbed, like a reflecting pool. Flowery language, I know, but it serves to say that when I finally got the chance to talk to Miss Mesirow, my fears were quelled: to know her music’s story is not to know her songs’ secrets. And discovering that her father is in Blue Man Group is a bizarro sidenote.
Check it all out for yourself at LA Weekly (also on stands). You can also listen to Glasser’s “Apply” in the Lala player.
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