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PSH

The aesthetic of acoustic/electric experimental project Philip Seymour Hoffman, who is actually Noah Klein of the brilliant creative collective The FMLY, is hazy and raw, druggy and euphoric. Sweeping atmospherics the likes of micromagician‘s wash over Tobacco-style vocal blending (‘Everything In My Cupboards Is Moldy’), loops akin to High Places‘ and singing that sounds like it was recorded in the middle of a sun-drenched desert (‘Duckfangs Tickle My Ankles’). ‘Spring Break 2011′ starts off a gentle, breathy acoustic guitar dusk porch jam and ends a clangy, percussive and jittery rap absorbed in a field of crickets. Odd chimes feed into gentle wavy keyboard melodies in ‘Feel My Bones, See My Cones’. Listening to PSH, there’s an eeriness that could be lost in sterile surroundings – it’s perfect at night by candlelight. The strength of the songs come from their unwashed heart, dirty glee and transgressive symphonies of simple melodies in awkward arrangements. Lulled as if into a dream, PSH rids you of your woes. It’s my new favourite night time music, a treasure to turn up loud and have consume you. PSH is playing a few shows around his native New York and has released a couple of limited-run cassettes. His latest, the lighthouse itself is the rocket, you can buy from Breakfast Of Champs Records.

Philip Seymour Hoffman- Duckfangs Tickle My Ankles: MP3

Philip Seymour Hoffman- Everything In My Cupboards Is Moldy: MP3

Philip Seymour Hoffman- Spring Break 2011 (Summer In Space remix by Railcars): MP3

Cop Magnet- I’m Higher State of Mind (w Philip Seymour Hoffman): MP3

Philip Seymour Hoffman- Myspace

 

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