Lachrymose One / Sansava split single

by Lachrymose One / Sansava

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Limited Edition 7" Vinyl

“the best lo-fi indie noise I've heard since Pavement, Guided by Voices and Sebadoh all put down their instruments” (Floatation Suite)

“a weird and wonderful potion of indie noise” (Do Something Pretty)

“a luxuriant eye popping sonic assault that bleeds hemorrhages heavily with melting licks and subtle blissed out psychedelia not to dissimilar to San Lorenzo (of Bearos records fame) but with the knowing pop kick of classic Dinosaur Jnr” (Losing Today)

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	1.	Lachrymose One - Sometimes A Sense Of Realism Creeps In 04:32		download
	2.	Sansava - untitled 02:37		download

about

Lachrymose (‘Lak Ree Mowz’ – of tears) One is a (quiet) noise pop band from Newcastle upon Tyne, England consisting of singer-songwriter Richard Mark Warren; who is joined by Chris McGreevy & Alan McDonald of Kubichek! (Fantastic Plastic) and John Egdell (Caw Records).

Their side of this fine split-single a sludge-filled swamp trek of quiet clockwork art-punk, spattered with attention grabbing duel vocals, which slowly builds to speaker breaking level with its whirlwind of guitar noise. Drawing comparisons to Dinosaur Jr., Lou Barlow, and a no-wave Durutti Column, their short gigging history has seen them share stages with likes of Maximo Park, Peace Burial At Sea, Mushi Mushi, Degrassi and Dawn of The Replicants. With BBC sessions in the bag and personal kudos from ex-Fall man Marc Riley, 2006 looks like being far from lachrymose for this tidy outfit.

Sansava were Tyneside's masters of beautifully blissed-out instrumentals, coming on like Sigur Ros sharing a bubble bath with Spacemen 3; akin to Mogwai's gear tenderly re-tuning itself long after the band have retired for the evening. Simple, uplifting, beautiful drones, interspersed with blissed out ambient drone, built from gentle gushes, subtle chord progressions and extremely minimalist percussion. It’s the perfect prescription for those lost afternoons.