words by Jarrod DeArmitt
There is nothing tiny about this Brooklyn duo’s sound; it is enormous in the way that only great pop music can be. Play the video loud, dance around the room–or in your head. And tomorrow, when you find yourself bobbing your head to this song when its not playing, you might wonder if you were there.
Monalloh Foundry Mixtape #1
Tracks by Legs Like Tree Trunks, Too Young, Ivory Weeds, RIVKA, Dean Cercone, Drikks Nuns.
words by Jarrod DeArmitt
One man, John Chriest, sits slouched on chair. There’s a guitar and microphone. There’s a pedal board
and a small amplifier. And then suddenly there’s more. The world in which the music of Ivory Weeds
lives is one where sound and silence twist, tumble, and splay out like a tangled glacier. It’s the music of
late nights, soft light, and intimate memories. The waltz becomes fevered. There is no room left on the
walls or the ceiling. The dance floor is full. Chriest, unmoving, pulls you into that chair just as everything
begins to crash, and the song folds in on itself. It’s quiet. Breathe in. Release.
Fellow member of the newly minted Monalloh Foundry, a Pittsburgh Based Creative Collective.
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