Your 20JFG dudes will be roaming around where the good stuff goes down at this week’s Great Escape Festival in Brighton, we would elaborate on the bands we are planning to see and whatnot, but hey, we are too busy with the preparations of our Shamanic prayers for a weekend of sun and joy, and anyway, you surely know the bands we really want to see, we already wrote about them here boyo. We leave you with two total tunes by outfits we shall of course be watching in the next couple of days, and a bonus just because it is fucking awesome and we wish the guy who came up with it was playing too, hopefully next year.

We have been banging on about Telepathe since they began on their path, crafting haunted noisecapes across the elegant halls of the Social Registry, tables have turned and these days they are on the way to global stardom on their own weird terms, mysterious hooded figures dancing up the baroque paths of nocturnal forests like a Liars Super-8 tribute to Don’t Look Now, you will know them by the trail of enigmatic dayglo glyphs splashed over the gnarly branches of millennial trees whose shadows make awful faces, you will find them by the echo of their phantasmagoria lullabies, which resonate from the left as their silhouettes vanish into the right, coyote magick tricks, sleight of hand dancehall mirages and lunar pop hooks that’s the trade they were born with, you can’t learn this stuff, or figure it out either, that’s why it rules so much.

Effi Briest- Chrome’s on it (Telepathe cover)

Here you have an awesome cover of Chrome’s on it by Effi Briest, who bumps up the mystery styles and ororo drone for awesome effect, find it in a split just about released by the good folks from Skinny Wolves.

And let us continue on the lovepath with mystique disco wonders Fan Death, as their demo of Jealously demonstrates they surely can get a good groove going. This infectiously metronomic jamboree sounds like Arthur Russell shuffling tarot cards in a studio of analogue delights as the girls unleash their vocal glamour into a space of shifting colours, we are once again blown into swirling smithereens by the perfect combination of 54 classy bang and quasi-religious exalt-exaltation, strings which are both chic honey and gypsy drama, that hint of nuyorican boogie that underscores it all shows an instinctive understanding of the secret kernel of longing for dance-induced ecstasy beating in the heart of all good disco, hear hear kids, this is only the end of the beginning.

Fan Death- Jealously (Demo with strings)

Smoothest Runes by Thick Business is a digital spell of African shades, loving barrage of percussion which strokes and smothers like shadows projected by a green canopy, thick curtain through which unknown birds of garish plumage peek, or the constant cycle of oars propelling you towards a heart of darkness which for once isn’t Joseph Conrad’s rotten and grim realisation, but the life-affirming sweat-shine covering smooth muscles as they flex upon resonant wood, natural sound of things growing and reaching their peak and eventually dying like an already perished star that glimmers aeons away in the perfect black of a tropical sky.

Thick Business- Smoothest Runes

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We have our own little shindig going on as part of the whole Great Escape extravaganza, 13 Monsters, you know the score, and if you don’t- well, come down for a total blast.

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