The new album from Tortoise is very, very good. They’re a band that hasn’t really troubled me. But each time I hear about them, I only hear good things.
I’ve had little more time this week to listen to new music. Ive finally cleared the Gilles Peterson backlog of downloads that were sitting on my phone.
Much love, as always, to GP.
Plus the stupid international break has led to less Forest podcast action.
And so instead, Tortoise’s new Touch album has been on the online turntable.
It reminds me a lot of Ozric Tentacles - without the tie dye.
I’m increasingly drawn towards instrumental albums these days. It’s far from background music, but it’s what I need whilst I’m working away.
Touch isn’t exactly a… light touch. It’s incredibly unsettling in places. The distorted and out of sync drums add to the sense of confusion.
Post-rock - whatever that means these days - has become a feature for me in recent weeks. Bark Psychosis, Tortoise, and even some Clinic.
None of these are going to be pushing for that Christmas number one.