Artist: Oh, Atoms
Title: You Can't See The Stars From Here
Label: Lucky Motel
Genre: Folk
Bitrate: 176kbit av.
Time: 00:45:56
Size: 61.58 mb
Rip Date: 2009-02-11
Str Date: 2009-02-16
1. Sugar Mouse 4:14
2. Nylon & Leather 3:01
3. Brooklyn Cheesecake 5:00
4. This Is Not You Song 4:01
5. Five Over Stripe 4:14
6. Ice Cream Blonde 4:42
7. Shaftesbury Drill 4:12
8. Lucky Motel 2:40
9. Silver Spoon 4:28
10. Transcontinental 3:14
11. Little Victories 4:42
12. You Can't See The Stars From Here 1:28
Release Notes:
Described as 'the folk-pop Ting Tings' by the Guardian-online,
Oh, Atoms are multi-instrumentalists and vocalists Gwen
Cheeseman (violin, keyboards, mandolin, melodica, vocals) and
Marc Withecomb (guitar, banjo, lapsteel, ukulele, theremin,
vocals) who create whimsical indie-folk-pop.
Gwen and Marc met in Austin, USA - she was on tour with Psapp
(playing violin and toys) and Jose Gonzalez, he was enjoying a
troubadour lifestyle aboard the Greyhound bus. Fast forward
twelve months and much has come of that fateful meeting - a
chestful of songs, a global publishing deal with Sony/ATV, the
inclusion of their first single in a film and the setting up
of the duo's own record label Little Victories.
Due to be released in February 2009, 'You Can't See The Stars
From Here' starts with 'Sugar Mouse' their debut single which
attracted the attention of Gurinder (Bend It Like Beckham)
Chadha, who used it as the climax music for her latest film
'Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging'. With dramatic sweeping
strings as an opener, jauntily plucked banjos and Gwen's
so-sweet vocals, 'Sugar Mouse' was originally released
digitally to coincide with the film's summer release and will
be released on limited edition vinyl on January 19th. The
single will be accompanied by a part animated video directed
by Matt Bowron the winner of the Doritos 'You Make It We Play
It' make-your-own TV advert competition.
Taking lyrical inspiration from 1930s tea dances, Victorian
darkness, dead film stars and suspicious circumstances,
musically Oh, Atoms' predominantly-acoustic pop is at times
Magic Numbers-ishly summery and sprightly and at others
forlorn, melancholic and minor-key moody with recollections of
the achingly pretty chamber-pop of Shelleyan Orphan. Asked to
describe themselves, Oh, Atoms obliquely answer 'a candlelit
evening in a dusty attic with a Victorian spectre and a
drunken bee'.