Mike Etten is a songwriter, composer, and multi-instrumentalist based in New York City. One of the founders of the Brooklyn DIY venue and collective Le Wallet, Etten recorded and played in various experimental, chamber, punk and country projects throughout the last decade, including PC Worship, Ashcan Orchestra and Dougie Poole. Amidst extensive touring and performing, Etten started writing his long-awaited solo debut, Love Wash, a twisted slice of fringe Americana, composed of carefully crafted and self-recorded song experiments that are equally catchy and off-kilter.
Love Wash opens with “Across the Flats” and closes with its title track, both upbeat ballads that build from scorched drones into momentous sprawling pop songs that help ease in and out of the album, which features contributions from co-PC Worship collaborators (LEYA’s Adam Markiewicz on violin and NYC drum shredder Greg Fox). The second and third tracks “Drive” and “Saints” carry the subtle intensity that opens the album, with unpredictable instrumentation, chord changes and arrangements. This vibe is revisited later in the album on “Dune House” and “Hidden Away”, all of which are sonically rich, unraveling, dark, introspective and powerfully optimistic. The rest of Love Wash is comprised of catchy, borderline alt-country hits with a twisted Nashville tele vibe (“December Sun”, “New Thing” & “East Side Walk”), featuring pedal steel and vocal contributions from fellow Dougie Poole band members Tristan Shepherd and Francesca Caruso. Love Wash has a natural flow throughout, however the one real outlier is the well placed and hyper paced middle child of the album “Dredging Up Old Blues,” a schitzo-synth-pop Mountain Dew Rock jam that feels like buying trucker speed at a digital gas station in Middle-America.
Love Wash has echoes of an early post-Beatles solo record, recorded in the Northwest in the mid-90s; transient in its influences yet tied together with the aesthetic of its approach. Sequenced like the best, most damaged early K / Kill Rock Stars records and driven by fingerpicked acoustic guitar, sweeping drones, euphoric synths, lush vocals and soaring Dead Man leads, Love Wash is a beautifully rich pop record at its core and an ambitious journey of an album that started as bedroom demos and evolved into a layered studio exploration.
-- Justin Frye
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Wheels, turn in my head if I hear you
A low country tide
Ride, a train across the flat
Five long days and nights
All all across the fire, goin’ west
It’s the coldest day of the year, you have tried, tried to get over fear
It’s still losing if you know what’s lost, and giving up, is not a state of trust
Speed, hits your head like a hammer
And you’re gone, gone gone gone and it’s no surprise
You’ve caught yourself smiling
And you’re coming through the light, and you’re spinning out of sight
Can you turn your clock around, take it back a half a night
Well i thought of calling you up
But I never reach for the phone
Decide who we are, it’s tougher than you thought
Wheels, turn in my head if I hear you
We go all, all across the fire, with your red-core country tide
It’s the coldest day of the year, you have tried, tried to get over fear
It’s still losing if you know what’s lost, and giving up, is not a state of trust
And you’re burning through the light
And you’re spinning out of time
Can you turn your clock around, take it back a half a night
Well you called me up on the phone, and shot right straight through the door
Decide who we love, I figured something out
All, all across the fire, and the stars, fell into our eyes
We got high...and we stretched, for the sky
And the stars... fell into our eyes…
Green flashin’ light, green flashin’ light…well green...
Sit right’, you got it all tied up, like someone else, can’t be reasoned out
Well sit round, watching over and kneeling down with the sun, reflecting on the ground, well Green flashing light, is all around, it’ll melt you down
You can roll, and watch, and wait. You can roll, and watch, and wait.
supported by 7 fans who also own “Across the Flats”
A gorgeous, earnest album that plays like Roy Orbison and The Boss on diazepam. Rolls from my heart direct to Magic Mountain's Rio Grande... woe_bonnet
Avi Buffalo had a hand in producing this cassette of Lowpines' serene, self-described "Lo-fi-Anglo-Americana pop songs." Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2016
Banjo-wielding indie folk outfit drop their fourth full-length studio album of broody ballads and barroom stompers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 13, 2014
supported by 5 fans who also own “Across the Flats”
I listen to this album and pretend like I'm pulling the arm of a cardboard-construction progressive slot machine in the back corner of an empty pole barn. Every pull's a winner, but the paper coin jackpots just get blown around by an always-on industrial fan left behind by the previous tenants. woe_bonnet
