It is always fascinating to peruse the wide spectrum of music currently available from this great city of San Francisco, and to note the various influences that, I believe, are more clearly apparent than ever before. The garage rock kids, the Joy Division kids, the sneering late 70s punk-rock kids – it’s all here, congregated in small patches. Dylan Shearer though, has avoided the obvious influences, settling upon a sort of homage to 70s-folk-pop, imbued with a gentle brushing of the knobs and cords of his bedroom recording set-up. This is a rebirth of psych-pop, gentle and happily-drugged, wide-eyed and staring at the sun. It’s a gorgeous cloud of an album, one I wholeheartedly recommend.
Empty Cellar Records will release Shearer’s album Porchpuddles tomorrow, June 19th.
Dylan Shearer – Afterwhile
I’ve been in quite the tizzy as of late over the recently released San Francisco compilation In A Cloud: New Sounds From San Francisco. It captures the spirit and feeling of the musical scene germinating on the mean streets of SF near perfectly and each and every time I give it a listen a new song jumps to the forefront as my must play for the day/week/month/millennium.
My attention to Dylan Shearer came from a freak run-in with a member of his band in the poorly lit terminal of a BART station. Curious as to who this Dylan Shearer fellow just might be I cracked the seal on the track from the above mentioned comp. What I found was a subtle, slightly folksy tune that seems at have the potential at any moment to burst on to a bigger palette. Shearer shows an admirable amount of restraint here though, keeping the song quiet, almost sparse. Leaving us waiting on the edge of a velvety seat.
Dylan Shearer – 4 In The Morning House
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