Ahoy (music) pirates!
Ready to sail through some wicked (sometimes in a good way, probably sometimes in a bad way) sound waves? Grab a set of cans or plop your ears next to some larger magnetically vibrating boxes and vow to listen to the following albums until it hertz. That is the vow put forth in the A Chord. I am honored to walk the plank and pick the first album, Illumination by Miami Horror. I came across this little pearl while cleaning the kitchen of a nine armed octopus who got angry after he spilled hot tea on himself and flailed around in spectral frequency breaking dishes and getting crumpets all up in my hair. Worth the mess, however. What Miami Horror brings to the table is some of the innocent goodness of 90s electronic sound that makes you want to skip down the sidewalk with a boombox on your shoulder while simultaneously enjoying a fresh frozen treat from the ice cream truck. But don't dismiss this as a thank-goodness school's out afternoon special, there is a shroud of mystique that keeps you dancing, egging you on to discover what crazy Thom-Yorke motion your body is going to involuntarily decide correlates with the beat.
I quite enjoy this album and hope you all will too. If not, I've already fed the giant crocodile the clock and you've got one week to decide if you think this album deserves to be confined to echo in the chamber of Tick-Tock's belly.
please, enjoy. your beat is nice. i like your bass.
-paul "the flamingo lover"
