Archive Tag: video

11 Dec 2014

Butch Walker album Afraid of Ghosts, on LojinxButch Walker‘s highly anticipated seventh full-length album Afraid Of Ghosts, produced by Ryan Adams, will be released on CD, LP & digital on 2nd February via Lojinx in Europe.

Following the understated infectiousness of 21+ and title track Afraid of Ghosts, Butch delved into deeper and grittier territory with his sultry single “Bed On Fire,” recently shared online. Now, he unleashes the song’s spellbinding visual companion, filmed in Joshua Tree, California, and directed by Magdalena Wosinska and Snake. Their “Bed On Fire” mini-film has a woozy, dreamlike feel whose narrative staggers from biker gangs in sprawling desert vistas to corpse-painted attackers at a party. The visual metaphors serve to transform the track from siren song to murder ballad, albeit one in which the corpse-bride exacts her bloody revenge. This cinematic, warped Western that stars three generations of Walker men – Butch, his father “Big Butch” (snapshot in the truck), and his son Jamie Blue – is not to be missed.

Butch said of the video, “It’s a wild ride so buckle up. Hope you enjoy it as much as we enjoyed making it. Enjoy the madness.”

Afraid of Ghosts was produced by recent fellow GRAMMY nominee Ryan Adams at his PAX AM Studios in LA along with friends & special guests including Bob Mould and Johnny Depp. The album is available to preorder now and iTunes includes 4 instant-grat tracks. With his remarkably diverse resume that includes everything from guitar god to GRAMMY and CMA nominated producer, Walker’s new LP shows both skill and tenderness.


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30 Aug 2014
El May in The Guardian

El May in The Guardian:

We’re in that two-week grace period following the Notting Hill carnival that permits white middle-class people to enjoy steel drums, so El May’s I Played A Role has picked the right week to come out in the UK. It’s all summery keyboards, breathy vocals and, yes, drums of steel. The video sees El May (real name Lara Meyerratken) running around New York, insisting that hot strangers listen to her song and dance to it. That wouldn’t work here: imagine a pop star trying to get British people to dance, spontaneously, on camera, in public? We’d all disintegrate through embarrassment.


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