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ICYMI vol. 6: The Raconteurs, The C.I.A., and Orville Peck

ICYMI is a new series featuring new and notable releases you (and we) may have missed

The C.I.A. – The C.I.A.

I’m not sure if we deserve The C.I.A., but I’m so thankful we have this record. The new project from Denée and Ty Segall is all the lo-fi garage rock stylings we’ve come to expect from Ty with a heavier punk influence rather than experimental psych. Part manifesto, the lyrics detail primary problems and consequential methods of survival given the state of the world — whether that’s using sex as escapism, trading your self-respect for self-promotion, or resisting resentment and trying to find peace instead.

Sunday Driver/Now that You’re Gone – The Raconteurs

The Raconteurs are back and if that’s not enough of a trip for your nostalgia, they sound exactly how you would expect them to in 2008. “Sunday Driver” is a pretty straight forward Jack White song — simple structure, lots of riffs, heavy on guitar and drums. “Now That You’re Gone” is much bluesier and, appropriately, details the experience of a scorned lover. It seems their lover has moved on already, but the speaker is torn between denial, self-pity, and bitterness and might not fully understand that.

“Big Sky” – Orville Peck

“Big Sky” is Orville Peck’s first introduction to the world as a recent Sub Pop signee. Shoegaze meets country sounds weird, but Orville Peck blends the two as a glam goth cowboy figure and details stories that are American in more unexpected ways. Wandering in and out of scaffolding and hotel rooms, stripping down in front of the stripped down, the video is like a dark, sad, but strangely beautiful dream about the breakdown of human interaction and intimacy. There’s a vacant emptiness in the song and the video that feels overwhelming. Even though Orville Peck rides off into the distance in the end, the weight that maybe we can’t escape the culture we created still weighs heavily.

“Fight” – Warish

“Fight” is the first release from Warish, but if it’s any indication of what’s to come, I feel like there are gonna be some pretty wild shows from coast to coast in the next year. It’s sinister, sludgy, fuzzy, and filled with riffs. Vocals are almost fuzzed out into oblivion, but certain phrases like “fight for your life” and accented shrieks manage to break through the wall of sound.

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