Song of the day – 179: Otouto
Folk over here (notably themselves) compare this Melbourne trio’s delicate and intelligent dance music to Bjork, Young Marble Giants, Arthur Russell and Laurie Anderson… but I don’t really hear any of that. The oblique and faintly awkward grooves, the summery feel of the constantly changing percussion, the minimal repetition, the constant throwback to insidiously vaguely menacing military beats, the way instrumentation drops in and out of the mix… all this reminds me absolutely of former Careless Talk Costs Lives favourites, The Blow (see also: anything involved with the generation that comes from Portland) and Young People.
I dunno. Some of the time I’m thinking that it’s a little polite for me, but there seems to be a subtle edge there that negates such worries. Anyway I can totally hear The Blow, for the cross-genre pollination and the way Otouto so deftly mix quietened indie sensibilities with laptop electronica and shimmering female vocals – although whether the Brown sisters can tell a story as well as Khaela Maricich remains to be seen.