Least-heard hits of 2005, part 3
This made it into my hands courtesy of one Edward Stafford, Amoeba’s coolest employee. This is Readymade’s third full-length; they’ve been putting out records for ten years or so.
You could call this shoegaze, or slowcore, or sleepytime music. It’s all quiet lyrics and quiet guitars and synthetic swooshes. The instruments bristle with a quiet intensity, like some of Mogwai’s earlier/quieter stuff—the drummer subdivides endlessly, always trying to pedal faster through the thick instrumental soup his bandmates create. It’s a lullabye for headphones that seems like it might explode at any moment, but never does. Even when a screaming electric comes in, it seems like it’s hovering at -15 dB—a tempest in a mixdown.
The lyrics, written by three of the Readymades, are a study in the resignation to the system of the world that comes with age: “we’re the rut of suburban housewives, rain on the outside, quiet inside.”
Did I mention they’re Canadian? Pleasantly political site/blog here, mp3s here.