Each Time You Fall In Love

Now that my visitors have gone I am back in usual life and find the time to my things when ever I want it. Not that I didn't like to have them around but I was ruled to make them a great stay. So I am looking forward to next weekend when I go the the annual open-air festival with my youngest brother. Many bands will appear and only a few I decided to watch definitely until now. One of them are Cigarettes After Sex, which I featured a couple of times during the last years. I really love their sound combining chamber pop with a bit of ambient and sometimes Jazz and country. Another great song for Sunday Morning.

Apocalypse

Almost a year ago I posted a song by a band that was new to me. Now Cigarettes After Sex announced to release their first full length record during the next months. It is not only the name that made me investigate for them. CAS are an American ambient pop band formed by Greg Gonzales nearly 10 years ago. His music is slow combination of Slowdive, Mazzy Starr and sometimes Cockteau Twins and straightened backwards desire to things that happened once. For me this Sunday morning couldn't start better with this song. Looking forward to see them live this June (and Slowdive as well). In a few hours I will go to support my favourite team against Dresden. Not knowing what will happen because they classified this as a high risk game.

Nothing Gonna Hurt You Baby

If you name your band Cigarettes After Sex you can be sure that you get more attention as you name them The Chairs for example. But you have to deserve this attention in your songs. And they deserved this requirement well. It's a indie/slowcore band originally located in El Paso and started again a few years ago in NYC. To describe their sound is difficult. The vocals remind me to Slowdive, the bass line seens to be an evil, dark version from The Pixies, the reluctant guitar could be played by the  Cowboy Junkies and the organ to a pop version of Suicide. All in all music borrowed from great artist, mixed in a very own way and not the worst start for a Sunday morning.