Monkton Wylde
Wasn't sure about this LP at first, and it took me a while (and a 20% discount code) to pull the buy trigger, but it's a grower for sure, getting an air daily at the moment, in the house, on air, in the van. Full of salty briny goodness, laden of poppy good vibes but with a sensibility that's been honed with both feet firmly planted on a smoky strobe-lit dancefloor and a head way off in the clouds.
Favorite track: I Was The First Tetrapod.
Caught, cooked, brewed, stewed, pickled and bottled under one thousand grey Yorkshire skies, next to kilolitres of Balearic Sea, by gigawatts of clean Berlin electricity, jellyskin’s debut album - In Brine - took a long time coming.
The duo evolved through the trophic levels, from shoegaze bottom-feeders to indietronica second producers to the inception of this album, where four-year hibernation offered the slim chance to become genreless apex predators.
While days came and went, months spooled by, and the years performed their wicked dance, In Brine took on its final form. Iridescent electronica bloomed, tungsten-tipped techno was tempered, and clammy art pop moiled, with feeding grounds at gutted jungle, bruised electroclash, and queasy, brown acid folk.
Each ghost of a song was initially formed in snatched wellsprings of inspiration - but this was no Cambrian explosion. Their meticulous arrangement and rearrangement, sculpting, recording, and mixing was a glacially slow process of adaptation, mutation, cooperation, growth, and, yes, natural selection.
In Brine is an album shot through with longing: a desire for the succour of fresh fruit, the elusive vulpine slumber, a journey to the “crackling north”, the thrill of vertical travel, the lonely leviathan’s futile search for a ten-tonne mate. Its dark blue depths host strange apparitions too, like the cracked china relic of a fallen empire, the tangle of pink beachside bodies, and the first noble fish to haul itself onto terra firma.
And what of the music - the rigging, the tackle? Mechanical beats and sonorous kicks anchor fathoms-deep bass. Simple, unadorned synthesiser refrains and chiming guitars float beneath canorous vocals. Intricate rhythmic scaffolding might give way to pockets of distortion, while a gnomic spoken statement interrupts candied harmonies.
Co-producer, mixer, masterer, boatswain, and consigliere Lewis D-t was the missing piece of the puzzle. He brought structure and beauty to the heaving tide of discarded DAW projects, corrupted WAVs, lost phone recordings, and half-remembered melodies - his was a truly lighthouse-esque presence. The wise and eternally patient Wrong Speed Records guided the vessel along its winding salty path towards safe harbour.
Caught, and now released, In Brine is an introductory siren song from the jellied deep. Landlubbers, will you hear its call?
credits
released June 9, 2023
Produced by jellyskin and Lewis D-t
Mixed and mastered by Lewis D-t
Cover artwork by Zia Larty-Healy of jellyskin
If you've been craving something dark and gritty yet stylish and dancefloor-ready, this hard-edged industrial synth opus might fit the bill. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024
I saw Haress support Godspeed in Coventry over the weekend and haven't been able to stop myself thinking about their set. It doesn't surprise me that they turn out to be from Bishop's Castle because this is what the welsh border sounds like. Uncanny, unsettling, beautiful. Wonderful discovery, SteveC