seablite, leading lemon lights

Exclusive: A new album and an overdue repress

We’re honoured that seablite have signed all copies of their new album Lemon Lights and included a FREE MOBILE for all yr dream-state needs.

San Franciscan dream merchants follow up their debut Grass Stains and Novocaine with something new, even fresher, an absolute clutch of diamonds in the shape of songs. Lemon Lights is an elevated version of the band, bigger where it counts, more heartfelt where it counts, maybe it all just counts hard.

If previously the band sought to re-cast classic Indie Pop with a sugar-rush of fuzz and chorus on this outing the band have turned everything up several notches. Moving away from the overt 80s influences into something glossier, more melodic, more considered but also, in the way the guitar dynamics are used to crash into the stereo field like a massive hit on the ol’ shoe gaze bong, kind of epic and overwhelming in the emotional field. Seablite have this kind of way of injecting emotion INTO motion, turning a deft melodic phrase or guitar lick into a feeling that grabs yr hand and yanks you out the door into the face of life, rushing headlong into heartache or ecstasy. The influence of the classic 4AD Shoegazin’ pop groups is still rife on Lemon Lights but there’s an economy and succinctness to the songs, each part honed and sharpened for maximum emotional impact. From the harmonised vocal melody on Monochrome Rainbow chiming against the repeated minor key guitar riff to the frankly great Baggy influence in the moping drum patterns, every part of Lemon Lights seems essential and elemental – check the big Stone Roses influence on smasher Hit The Wall (and a vocal melody that has a slight eau de Strawberry Switchblade) for example.

There’s definitely a focus on big Pop sounds and guitar incisiveness but there’s also a gorgeous depth to a track like Orbiting My Sleep, shimmering into a galaxy of dream with an almost somatic pull on the heart, the very organ you can feel dripping out your body on several points on the record, so precise are seablite at tugging at it. 


Cascading in on a blurry, fuzzy wash of guitar layers and somatic, dreamy vocals, Seablite’s debut album performs magic. Like all the pop music it kind of sounds like all of its influences and yet totally fresh, like hearing The Primitives or Sea Urchins or early Lush for the first time. 

Grass Stains and Novocaine was originally released back in June 2019 at the beginnings, it seems, of the current tidal wave of guitar donning dreamers out of the Bay Area. Taking inspiration from all the great eras and areas: 1980s Glasgow, 1990s London, 2000 San Francisco, this group have a dayglo about them in a way that sometimes monochrome DIY pop doesn’t. On their debut they sometimes sound like the chart-bothering version of Lush being covered by the shoe gaze version, or early Primal Scream with fuzz pedals instead of jangle and its glorious. Criss crossing female vocals dragging out the melodies across the chords in the perfect aching way (makes us think of Veronica Falls, a little), backing vocals and a tight ’n’ taut band behind driving everything to near-punk speed at times, hanging back into dreamworld like on He’s A Vacuum Chamber.

As we mentioned before, it’s hard to pull this magic off, you know. On Polygraph they summon the ghosts of Garage rockers past but infused with chiming guitars and heart-tugging singing, while Haggard hits like PEAK Sarah Records. I mean, you probably know the influences, you probably get what they’re trying to do so turn your brain off and your heart ON.

King Creosote: I DES

Signed, Monorail Exclusive Silver Vinyl


Following a triumphant, intimate in-store last week, we’re really blown away but how good I DES is. Stirring, sensitive, there’s something really special and touching about this record.

Destined to be one of King Creosote’s most lauded albums of his career, we’re honoured to have a Monorail Exclusive Silver Vinyl, limited to 500 only. Kenny has also signed every copy on the inner for us.

Also, Kenny brought us in a little batch of rare copies of Lino, his 2017 album… one per customer, first come first served.

Tall Texan label drop

Glenn Donaldson and Carly Putnam's Helpful People, Idle Ray and Alien Eyelid

Order Helpful People: Brokenblossom Threats LP

Helpful People

Brokenblossom Threats


(Tall Texan)

LTD 300 only

Glenn “Midas Touch” Donaldson (Reds Pinks and Purples) teams up with OiliesCarly Putnam for this absolute fuzz-fest indie pop melter. The guitars threaten to crack apart frequently, walls and walls of distortion forming a gauze of frequencies over the songs. Donaldson’s guitar playing and wall-of-sound aesthetic gets a real airing here, recognisable from his work in Vacant Gardens or, reaching further back into his discography, Skygreen Leopards. The mix is sympathetic to Putnam’s to-die-for vocal performances though, which smack of the kind of throw-away brilliance of Juliana Hatfield, so rather than being obscured by the noise the songs shine through the haze brilliantly.

The chord progressions feel like the intuitive playing of J. Mascis, giving perfect succour to the songs: opener You Don’t Have To Know Where To Go sets the scene, rudimentary and thumping before the eponymous track turns the heartbreak dial up to 10, those oozy minor chords hitting the perfect spot. Sometimes the delivery feels akin to Karina McGill in Cindy, Putnam’s little epithets curling around the chords smartly and leaving the song when they need to. Protection Energy cascades guitar all over the joint, layer upon layer of strings piled on top of each other with the vocal sailing over it like every indie pop band you’ve ever heard but somehow sounding like the very first ever indie pop band.

The sound is probably rougher, the song structures more primitive than Reds Pinks, but it really works. Donaldson, as if you were in any doubt, is a stylist and songwriter to go down in the history books and 50/50 partner Carly Putnam’s presence makes the whole thing just vibrate with a sweet melancholy.

To Live with Yourself
Order Idle Ray: Corridors Of Summer 7”

Idle Ray

Corridors Of Summer


(Tall Texan)

Celebrate the death of summer with this triangle of sadness from Michigan. Idle Ray stalk the corridors of summer dodging rays of light to stay in the shadows.

Lurching, slow-tempo drums carry singer Frances’ vocal on a breeze of yearning and vocals drenched in looooong reverb. When that chorus kicks in you can practically feel the starlight dripping off the night into yr dew-soaked hair. Lovely stuff that shimmers in all the right places.

Flip it over and the distorted trails of decaying guitar open up other singer Fred’s torn, world-weary croon over a band that sound like they’re breaking down or up.

Corridors of Summer (7" Mix)
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Alien Eyelid

Bronze Star


(Tall Texan)

Limited to 100 only.

Houston’s Alien Eyelid follow up their previous Tall Texan release with stronger songs than ever and an expanded line-up. Featuring alumni of Lower Dens, Balaclavas, Buxton, and Hearts of Animals, ‘Bronze Star’ straddles the line between indie rock, country, and the country-tinged ‘Workingman’s Dead’-era Greatful Dead.

Gorgeous Texan, countrified rock here along the lines of Gram Parsons, The Band that sails right through the strait between slick and rough-round-the-edges. Already long gone at source, this is a gorgeous, pedal-steel soaked heartbreaker.

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