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Showing posts with label pan american. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pan american. Show all posts

Thursday, 23 April 2026

More At Ban Ban Ton Ton

I've continued writing some guest posts at Ban Ban Ton Ton, the Japan based Balearic blog run by Dr. Rob. I say Balearic, Ban Ban Ton Ton's remit runs far wider than that. Since the start of February this year I've written about these four albums.

Jason Boardman's second compilation of obscure post punk and dub cuts, music from the outer fringes of the early 1980s. ...And The Native Hipsters open the album with the surreally brilliant There Goes Concorde Again, low fi, DIY post- punk recored onto 4 track in a band member's bedroom. 

No One's Listening Anyone 2 is a trip back to a time of invention and inspiration, the swirling creativity that was thrown into the air by punk, giving everyone and anyone who had an idea the confidence to go out and have a go. It was also a period with an ever present threat of nuclear war, economic recession and warmongering, clinically insane leaders... hmmm... You can read my review of No- One's Listening Anyway 2 here

In March I reviewed the latest album by Craven Faults, an ambient outfit who make music inspired by the post- industrial landscape of northern England, a world of engine sheds, derelict mills, paths and cobbled streets walked by people from two hundred years ago. Craven Faults are dark and immersive, an experience. My review of Sidings is here. This is the fifteen minute long track Far Closes that ends the album. 


A month ago I wrote about the latest album by Thought Leadership, a mysterious Stockport based guitarist who has released three album now, each one named after a suit from a deck of Tarot cards. The latest one is called IV Of Cups and indicates that Thought Leadership is showing no signs of running out of inspiration or ideas. IV Of Cups has ten new guitar led ambient/ instrumental pieces, all named Roman numerically from XXI to XXX. It's a joy of an album, inventive and hypnotic, some obvious influences worn on its sleeve but very much its own thing too. My review of IV Of Cups is here and the album can be found at Bandcamp with some vinyl still available here

Most recently, two days ago in fact, Rob posted my review of the new Pan* American album, Fly The Ocean In A Silver Plane, an ambient/ electric./ acoustic tribute to travel- physical travel by airplane and the kind of metaphorical travels we can make at home, transported by music to another place. It's also a response to the decline and death of Pan* American's parents so there's a third kind of travel involved and referred to, the passage from life to death. Fly The Ocean In A Silver Plane is by no means a depressing or downbeat album though, it's an album of possibilities and of taking flight. You can read my full review here and listen to the album at Bandcamp



Monday, 14 February 2022

Monday's Long Song

It's been miserable round here for the last couple of days, relentless grey skies and pouring rain, the sort of days where you don't feel like leaving the house but know spending the whole day indoors won't be good for you either. I'm off work this week and from the forecast it looks like we'll be attempting to dodge the rain all week.  

I met a previously only online friend on Saturday afternoon for a few drinks and it was lovely. They say that you should be careful arranging to meet strangers from the internet in real life but my experience of it has always been good. Yesterday we had Sunday lunch with one of my brothers and his family- again, good to get out despite the awful weather. One of our subconscious responses to Isaac's death has been that we've bunkered in a bit, taken our collective foot off the pedal and just stopped doing as much stuff as we used to, sometimes finding ourselves unable to make plans or commit to anything. Spending parts of this weekend engaging has been good and maybe we should just get our biggest coats on and get out in the rain. 

This long ambient piece came out back in 1999, from Pan American, an artist from Chicago. Beautiful, gentle, minimalism with synth chords, some faint noises (like a pen being tapped on a radiator) as a kind of percussion and some strings, a cello or viola. Contemplative and optimistic, the sort of thing to set you up for the day. 

Both Ends Fixed

Sunday, 16 July 2017

Both Ends Fixed


This long instrumental piece from Pan American should be just right for your Sunday morning. It is for mine. It is contemplative and has a tendency to make time disappear. Tea and toast and tunes.