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Cows On Hourglass Pond was recorded between January - March 2018 by Dave Portner at Laughing Gas in Asheville, NC on a Tascam 48 half-inch reel-to-reel tape machine. It follows the 2017 release of Avey Tare's Eucalyptus, and 2018’s audiovisual album Tangerine Reef, a collaboration between Animal Collective and avant-garde coral macro-videographers Coral Morphologic.

 

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Side A

01 What’s The Goodside?

02 Eyes On Eyes

03 Nostalgia in Lemonade

04 Saturdays (Again)

05 Chilly Blue

Side B

01 K.C. Yours

02 Our Little Chapter

03 Taken Boy

04 Remember Mayan

05 HORS_

Bonus 10" - Side A

01 Tipped in Hugs

Bonus 10" - Side B

01 Dog Says Goodbye

 

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that single is very good. never heard Eucalyptus, is it any good?

eucalyptus is sort of electroacustic psychodelia, nothing like this single. Not my cup o tea but maybe you'll like it, it's very chill. Down There I don't remember much anymore since I havent listened in ages, I remember it sounding just like late 00s Animal Collective, but worse

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I rate Down There highly, reminds me of strawberry jam (similar vocal lines) but with a squiggly sound pallete.  Some filler, but Laughing Hieroglyphic, 3 Umbrellas, and Lucky 1 are fantastic tracks.

Havent listened to Eucalyptus, but I want to check it out now after your impression span

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just came across this today when the youtubes suggested it for me. nice track and good video. what genre is this? imma call it psychedelic surf rock.

animal collective are definitely influenced by phychedelic rock and surf rock, among many more influences.  In case you dont know hes one of the founding members of that band.  If you like this track you may like a good chunk of that band's discography and panda bear's solo stuff, especially everything 2004-2010

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just came across this today when the youtubes suggested it for me. nice track and good video. what genre is this? imma call it psychedelic surf rock.

animal collective are definitely influenced by phychedelic rock and surf rock, among many more influences.  In case you dont know hes one of the founding members of that band.  If you like this track you may like a good chunk of that band's discography and panda bear's solo stuff, especially everything 2004-2010

 

thanks for the info, I'll check out more of their stuff shortly.  :cisfor:

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just came across this today when the youtubes suggested it for me. nice track and good video. what genre is this? imma call it psychedelic surf rock.

animal collective are definitely influenced by phychedelic rock and surf rock, among many more influences.  In case you dont know hes one of the founding members of that band.  If you like this track you may like a good chunk of that band's discography and panda bear's solo stuff, especially everything 2004-2010

 

thanks for the info, I'll check out more of their stuff shortly.  :cisfor:

Cheers, some obvious starting point albums are Merriweather Post Pavilion, Feels, and Fall Be Kind and Water Curses eps.  Or if you dug the laid back vibe of this track, Panda Bear solo is maybe a closer analog

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An audio collage / track and story about the album.  Posting here because the typeface on his website is hard for me to read.

 

 

 

http://aveytare.com/thoughts/

 

 

 

Thoughts on Hourglass Cows

1996. That was the year we bought the 8 track. A Tascam 48 half inch tape reel to reel with two dbx noise reducers and a fat grey remote made of thick plastic and metal. That’s how I learned to record with Brian Weitz. The machine, he, and I, taking smoke breaks outside of my bedroom. Tape heads soaked in drying alcohol. It all becomes one memory; recording, hanging out, driving around. The machine speaks a language and we observed and learned to speak it pretty well. There were many lawns to speak about. We’d have long conversations about the stretches of grass and daffodils. Other machines in the future watching every move. Back then there were large clusters of woods cut in sectors by black roads. There were two ways to leave the driveway. A person could stand at one of the entrances and call out to the other. She sees and beckons and the other runs in the snow along a neat row of trees to the other side. There are many entrances to music, this is just one.

Speakers of a car spit flurries of warm road dust. The scene is a half melted snowy canyon. Fences of large farms stacked in sevens are spaced seven lengths apart. Seven shadows laid across cold rock and grass. Someone is asleep in the back seat. Sun lighting them up. Black lines of fences on bright clay based vistas. We stopped every now and then gazing at impressive canyon crevice drop off. Eyes seeing reds and sun-dyed pinks and orange in clouds above other canyon pinnacles. Snow patches in the hills till you can’t see with eyes. The car moves forward farther than the eyes can see. Life is being left even faster. There are cows everywhere, like Lancaster. Cows way out in the distance far from the road. Patches of black and white blur on white carpet, coloring or blotting dreams formed under mossy roofs and spinning out chimneys across the earth. There are cows closer to the roads and in the cold streams. Brown crowds under the trees walking slow in the scene. We follow or leave them behind. America blinks and cows appear. They stand stunned. Disappearing little black eyes in the mirror. Brown coats and horns. It’s an intimate scene in the car. You’re behind the wheel. The Driver and the Navigator and the Music. The music moves out in the way it did years ago. Like when we sat on porches and at fires and on hilltops and climbed the pyramids. Way before I was born. A singular voice singing out at something way out there. Could have been the stars, could have been other people. Unnameable things. A voice made of many. The music is speaking about the movement of things and about you moving with them. The Driver bobs their head. The Navigator leans in to get deeper into the sounds of things. The sounds of spaces.

Buddy Holly and Waylon Jennings are telling a story of a dusty time on the road while waiting for the studio engineer in the mechanical room to say ‘go’. Buddy had been dead for years but it feels like it’s 1951, and a tape machine is about to snap forward into motion like a car underneath the rock church dripping clay caps (much slower than you can think). It’s capsizing us into a jangle of light guitar strum and hum of sweet tunings. Echoes on vocals sing of a room filled with music. A robot army looms on the other side of the mountains, well out of range of Buddy and Waylon’s farmhouse holler. Screaming at the wheel and crank. The voices mingle with the elements. The robots bounce off the neon blue vapor of the song’s vibrations. Blue ice surfers riding on perpetual ice foam. A frozen mist appears outside and all the lights have a blurry glow in the haze. A car playing the Harden Trio drives by. The Driver wonders if it’s all a hallucination.

In here you’ll find only the dreams that the music once sang of. It sings back through time and sings forward at us. To ease us in the crowded spaces. I’m on a stage singing out to a crowd of sweating faces. I don’t want to forget the pure spaces. Endless spaces. You leave them as soon as you enter. Drifting along in a space of beings. Bouncing on other lively things. The feelings. The things that never leave us. A full shiny pot empties spilling water into a snow shaped well. Water had to find its way into the ground again. To be walked on by horses. To be dug up by someone working for a family in the insurance business. To find a home. To have the means to do so. To leave it or see it fall. To remember a time when going home wasn’t as easy as pressing the video button on your phone. And there wasn’t a particular direction to leave home for, just distance untraveled.

On the T.V. there’s a tan spaghetti western film that glows in the corner of a den where previously we saw dreams rise and leave through wood-scented hearths. Morricone soundtrack blaring, but getting softer and softer as the old white car pulls out the long driveway to the canyon road. “Well how long do you think you’ll be gone?” “As far as it takes.” At work on Monday, the Robot Boss greets him bluntly: “You’re late for my cleaning.” Misses Saturdays. Misses the dirt. Misses the mud, the blue pink sunshine drop behind the canyon towers. Robot war blaring in the distance. Missed that drive. You should have been awake, robots don’t sleep. Presses Record.

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I've never bothered with any of Avey Tare's solo work, but these samples sound good. Now that Panda Bear has gone all autotune I guess I gotta shift over to Avey.  :dry:

 

The autotune didn't bother me too much but all of the songs felt way too similar and not very interesting to me. You should definitely check this out though, it's more poppy than Avey Tare's other solo stuff but I think it might be his best overall (not counting Spirit They're Gone, Spirit They've Vanished)

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I've never bothered with any of Avey Tare's solo work, but these samples sound good. Now that Panda Bear has gone all autotune I guess I gotta shift over to Avey.  :dry:

 

The autotune didn't bother me too much but all of the songs felt way too similar and not very interesting to me. You should definitely check this out though, it's more poppy than Avey Tare's other solo stuff but I think it might be his best overall (not counting Spirit They're Gone, Spirit They've Vanished)

Spirit, Hollinndagain, and Danse are those albums i keep telling myself ill get around to listening to someday.. is spirit the best in your opinion // have i been missing out?

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I've never bothered with any of Avey Tare's solo work, but these samples sound good. Now that Panda Bear has gone all autotune I guess I gotta shift over to Avey. :dry:

The autotune didn't bother me too much but all of the songs felt way too similar and not very interesting to me. You should definitely check this out though, it's more poppy than Avey Tare's other solo stuff but I think it might be his best overall (not counting Spirit They're Gone, Spirit They've Vanished)

Spirit, Hollinndagain, and Danse are those albums i keep telling myself ill get around to listening to someday.. is spirit the best in your opinion // have i been missing out?

It might still be their best in my opinion. It’s a really great psych rock album, and was completely written by Avey at age 19 except for the drumming which Panda Bear did based on Avey’s beatboxing

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