A couple months ago, I posted a track from Warpaint's new EP, Exquisite Corpse, and properly kissed the collective ass of song and band.
Today, I'm posting their video for the song, "Stars," and properly kissing the collective ass of song, band and video.
Fifteen, maybe sixteen, years ago, Warpaint would’ve been one of those bands that I’d have played over and over again, awestruck and engaged by the poignancy and mystifying beauty of what they do. Music was more visceral to me back then, as it is with anybody when pubescence takes hold and the realities of the “real world” have yet to sink their jaded teeth into your psyche, withdrawing the emotional attachments one has before they’ve seen and done it all. Even the video, the band more or less fairytale frolicking through the ashes of Angeles National Forest, sparklers and playful childhood exhibition, both innocent and sincere... I don’t know. I think this band makes me nostalgic for discovery. As often as I hear good new music, it’s not often a new band grabs my attention like music used to. I’m not sure if it’s their voices, the chords... “lovely” is the only word I can come up with.
Exquisite Corpse is available through Manimal Vinyl.
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