I’ve been feeling particularly bored by modern music as of late and the steady stream of garage rock-turned-70s-ass-rock-turned-mid-90s-power-pop is starting grate on me. It’s going to be one of those weeks where you turn to Sound on the Sound for catchy tunes and you stumble across The Daily Choice and instead you get sonically kicked in the knees. I posted a track from the absolutely amazing album An Empty Bliss Beyond This World last year and now, The Caretaker’s newest album Patience (After Sebald) (the soundtrack for a film of the same name) is lingering in the corners of my home. Seemingly the artist is once again touching on the themes of how those without memory remember songs, the ghostly piano of “when the dog days are drawing to a close” almost sound like something you’ve heard before. A snippet of a tune that played out of an old radio, or perhaps the ending credits of some strange period piece. But The Caretaker doesn’t allow your brain to sit long enough to process what it is, instead wrapping the memory of the memory of the song in fuzz, and slowly drawing it out or cutting it off, pushing it to the edges of your brain.

The Caretaker’s new album is out on History Always Favours The Winners.

The Caretaker - when the dog days are drawing to an end