August is barreling down on us, but it’s still pretty cool for the end of July here on the east coast. Good thing too, because most of my picks today are vaguely chilly, as in chillwave, chillcore, chillfunk, chillharp, chili dog and the like. There’s only one way to find out what I’m talking about, and that’s by reading on.
Dylan Dawkins of Knoxville, TN, showed up on the FMLY Fest compilation tape, keeping things business casual with his melted ice synth-funk. Here he is again, still doing that.
Last week, teen computer whiz V e s a. dropped a pay-what-you-will five-track EP on Bandcamp. It’s called okaythishasnomeaning, but it does.
Morristown, NJ, trio Spowder must’ve watched a lot of My So-Called Life on Netflix before whipping their grunge flannels out from under their jorts and embracing their inner teenage Rayanne Graffs.
It’s very possible that Columbus, OH’s Boy Furniture only has one song. But at least it’s this song: vaguely sad and romantically resigned to perpetual isolation in a cheeky, Joanna Newsom’s broken harp kind of way.
Little Rock, AR, makes an appearance, this time around in the form of a one-man project by Ian Turpin. He’s vamped up the classic chillwave vibe with something that sounds like whale gurgles.