the weekend starts here
This needs no introduction, plus it breaks the whole ethos behind Exposure (that of presenting new musicians), since its a well established artist covering a really well established artist.

Oh well, however i am posting it cause i love it, its a remix of No Love Lost by Joy Division by good old LCD Soundsystem, its short punchy and punk. This weekend is Field Day down at Victoria Park, I was there last year and this would have been a good little intro...
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Ponderous and dark.. drink, smoke and stay up late.
Small Town Boredom sound like some of the best known international superstars of their genre you could name. But I’ll not lead you in any particular directions, you should make your own associations if that’s your bag. This is ponderous and dark but mesmerizingly poignant and beautiful. Without a hint of hyperbole, this is monumental music which deserves to catapult its creators to modest financial security, pleasing non-obsessive recognition and a proportionate sense of being really quite chuffed with themselves.

Some of their stuff is so slow you think it might stop. There are haunting laments, woefully melancholic ballads. Odd that this kind of introspective music should leave us feeling elated and light, some unfathomable excitement bursting from our breasts, but so it goes. You might not find that, though. But I did.

STB hail from Paisley, on the outskirts of Glasgow, and they are Fraser McGowan and Colin Morrison. With few live gigs going on that we’re aware of, they are a mysterious entity. A vinyl-only album, Autumn Might Have Hope, has been released by London-based Trome Records, and there are rumours of another one coming up at some stage.

This tenderly crafted tune, ‘Void Lighting’, features rich bass singing and a fine range of slow, atmospherically wielded instruments. ‘I’d trade my secret life with ghosts, just to hear you breathing’, sings Fraser. Do we even want to know what his secret life is? I’m not sure that a night can get late enough for this stuff, or if any of us could drink enough whisky or smoke enough cigarettes.

The music doesn’t sound sad, because there’s hope, and there’s memory, both of which can sustain us. There may be regret and longing though; STB’s trick definitely seems to be give the impression of something important going on. See if you can hear the drama in ‘Void Lighting’. I could. I’m pretty sure it’s there.