The contradictions reconciled so expertly by audio auteur AUGUST DARNELL (aka KID CREOLE) ensure that his stuff has weathered the years supremely
well: skeletal (bass and drums to the fore) yet strangely lush, melodramatic
yet blasé, drenched in a sort of bygone sophistication yet edgy and clearly
up-to-the-minute – regardless of whatever minute it is at this moment.
In the steady march from the 12-inch square LP and the
7-inch single to the 5-inch CD booklet and, lastly, the 300x300 jpg, certain
effects no longer resonate in quite the same way. This week I found myself
dwelling on the space, clarity, and immediacy achieved by simple, uncluttered
design that maximizes impact by minimizing graphics.
Welcome back to VinylSighting, where the celebration continues with a random sampling. I
wracked my feeble, heat-addled brain for a while trying to uncover some sort of
theme to build upon, to unite this disparate little troupe, before I realized
that what interests me rarely crashes to reality in a series of sortable
It’s an image no one really wants to be associated with: pasty and hunched beneath a bare light bulb, in the basement of a house you don’t own (but your parents do), squinting at the numbers etched into the runout groove of a 45 that is valuable because it is scarce – not because it is remotely good, musically speaking.