It has been said that “not all who wander are lost.”
But The Shrouded Strangers are, and “Lost Forever” is their new lp.
It’s a strange, consistently damaged, and briefly beautiful collection of disembodied pop tunes and psych sing-a-longs in which all the characters involved all seem a bit bewildered.
The Strangers formed some time ago, but after recording their debut record got quickly sidetracked by other projects. First, as DC’s sociopathic proto-punks the Carlsonics, and then as incandescent psych-folkies Nethers. In the embers of these bands they resurrected the Shrouded Strangers, and 2008 saw their the “Live! in Bedlam Towers” ep.
Recorded in a cabin in the meth-y woods of Guerneville, California, it finds the boys doing what they do best: sweating around an 8-track machine, not wearing shirts, drinking Coors tall-boys, and dropping white noise atop sputtering Casio freak-outs (“Featherbed”), sea shanties about botched mutinies (“Black Tie White Atlas Shrugged”), discomforting childhood hallucinations (“(Don’t Look at the) Pink Lighting”), and fuzzed-out hillbilly stomps (“Oilheart.”)
And of course, so much more.
So don’t hesitate: go get “Lost Forever” with the Shrouded Strangers.
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The Shrouded Strangers
But The Shrouded Strangers are, and “Lost Forever” is their new lp.
It’s a strange, consistently damaged, and briefly beautiful collection of disembodied pop tunes and psych sing-a-longs in which all the characters involved all seem a bit bewildered.
The Strangers formed some time ago, but after recording their debut record got quickly sidetracked by other projects. First, as DC’s sociopathic proto-punks the Carlsonics, and then as incandescent psych-folkies Nethers. In the embers of these bands they resurrected the Shrouded Strangers, and 2008 saw their the “Live! in Bedlam Towers” ep.
Recorded in a cabin in the meth-y woods of Guerneville, California, it finds the boys doing what they do best: sweating around an 8-track machine, not wearing shirts, drinking Coors tall-boys, and dropping white noise atop sputtering Casio freak-outs (“Featherbed”), sea shanties about botched mutinies (“Black Tie White Atlas Shrugged”), discomforting childhood hallucinations (“(Don’t Look at the) Pink Lighting”), and fuzzed-out hillbilly stomps (“Oilheart.”)
And of course, so much more.
So don’t hesitate: go get “Lost Forever” with the Shrouded Strangers.
Website: shroudedstrangers.com
Band contact: shroudedstrangers@gmail.com
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The Shrouded Strangers- Lost Forever
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