Tamaryn

Late Show

Tamaryn

Young Prisms

Fri, November 9, 2012

Doors: 10:30 pm

Mercury Lounge

New York, NY

$10 advance / $12 day of show

This event is 21 and over

Tamaryn - (Set time: 11:30 PM)
Tamaryn
Tender New Signs is the kind of record that exists where experiences connect to the senses, where memories emerge and bring with them all the feeling and imagery that had been resting just below the surface of consciousness. It's the title of Tamaryn's second album, in partnership with her longtime collaborator and San Francisco native Rex John Shelverton. Informing the layers and textures found on their debut full length The Waves, this new opus takes a bold step forward in structure and form. With it's skygazing pop songs and impressionistic sketches of once well-guarded emotions, Tamaryn and Rex have created a defining work.



The roots of this musical partnership started over a decade ago. “Rex and I met in New York City where I was living in the early ‘00s,” says Tamaryn. "We bonded instantly and over time started sharing ideas for songs. Eventually we began to collaborate on some recordings, traveling between coasts until the project inspired me to move to California indefinitely.” These activities culminated in a slew of singles and the Led Astray, Washed Ashore EP. In 2010, Mexican Summer released Tamaryn's critically acclaimed LP The Waves, a collision of hypnotic psychedelia and bittersweet dream pop.



Tender New Signs' nine songs showcase stadium-sized guitars, surging with softly-lit, languid melodies and a familiar sense of purpose anchored by Tamaryn’s intimate vocal delivery and unmistakable presence. The choice to continue self production seems to be key in persevering their sound. Tamaryn explains how the writing process is intrinsically linked to the recording process, "Rex finds that getting in the studio and taking things apart to adjust the subtleties of their sonics inspires him to want to play guitar more in general, and therefore is probably the biggest influence on how we make music. We like the idea of seeing how far we can take what we have, and we work best together without too many other distractions. The Waves found us in this ‘minimal wall of sound,’ so we took that style and applied it to these more defined song structures.”



Tracks like "Heavenly Bodies" are anthems of surrender and reflection, while "The Garden" evokes those tiny moments of change when numbness gives way to feeling, and projects them into gigantic rock and roll epiphanies. Tender New Signs creates its own hope and transforms it into something sublime. “In making this record, I hoped to transcend the mundane world, by living in a new one of my own creation, " Tamaryn says, "now it's time to invite everyone else in it with me.”
Young Prisms - (Set time: 10:30 PM)
Young Prisms
If 'slacker' means 'purveyor of angst-ridden badass psychedelic rock,' then the Young Prisms qualify. Five such slackers comprise this band: Jason Hendardy, Jordan Silbert, Matt Allen, Stef Hodapp, and Gio Betteo. Silbert is the old man, at twenty-four, and all five recently dropped out of various unsatisfying academic situations—Hendardy from a media arts program at California College of the Arts, Jordan from a behavior analysis master's track in Fresno, and Stef, Matt, and Gio from a Bay Area community college.

What they did instead is they moved into a roach infested apartment in San Francisco's Mission District and started pumping out dark, driving rhythms overlaid with melodies that pulse and build and then break over you. It's some of the best stuff coming out of a city exploding with brilliant new music. The group's lyrics are laced with a kind of nonchalance (I'm thinking of one song off the new LP called "If You Want To," as in "whatevs") that devolves quickly into a grim, passionate poetry part My Bloody Valentine, part Sonic Youth, part Charles Bukowski, part some kind of uncategorizable sparkly ecstasy. Whoa.

So consider this a warning issued with an inviting grin: this music will make you want to drop acid and become a recluse. Or it will make you even less excited to work your shitty day job. Or it will make you jump up and down in a dark crowded room while your eardrums bleed. Or it will make you feel something secret like happiness, minus any sentimental whimsicality. Or it will make you want to read Sarte, or graphic comic books, or maybe Hunter Thompson. And in one hundred years when people want to know what it felt like to be young on the West Coast in the early new millennium, they might just put on this record, by these rising kings (and queen) of Psychedelic Slackerdom.
Venue Information:
Mercury Lounge
217 E Houston St.
New York, NY, 10002
http://mercuryloungenyc.com