Low Rider occupies a unique space between the drawn-curtained bedrooms of weirdo outsiders and the effortless-cool of Wayfarer-clad city slickers. The bassline is driving here - minimal and unhurried with a distinct post-punk sensibility, sans taut posturing and urgency. Alex Hungtai's brooding croon hangs like 4am dust in a late-night blues bar, visible only through the faint orange glow of a cigarette being smoked from a dark corner.
Leaving the Jarmuschian minimalism behind, the as-yet-untitled track from Dirty Beaches forthcoming album adds some heady samples and a whole lot of haze and incense. There's some vaguely exotic/Oriental vibes going on here, but Hungtai's vocals bring it right back, staring chin-in-hand out yr window that is a train window in yr mind
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