As if dealing with your own insecurities and worries about the recession weren’t enough, the sheer quantity of talent out there must be scary to any band looking to avoid working 9 to 5 in a job that they hate for a couple of years. You can be wandering along, minding your own business when out of nowhere, another under appreciated, under loved, overly talented prodigy appears to knock you off your feet – metaphorically, at least. God knows where AMDISCS find them, but they’ve gone and put out another record that will keep you awake at night, wondering if you’re doing any good at life.
Luke Chrisinger has less than 20 listeners on last.fm, he’s spent his life meandering around the wilds of Vermont before putting out a stunningly varied collection of tracks for the download label. Drawing heavily on lo-fi and drone, it’s a record that can barely get it’s direction fixed – a source of much of it’s brilliance. The few hints that he might just be a chancer who’s come across the right settings on garage band are wiped away by the masterly five minutes of The Cells, with the track starting off as fuzzy pop before changing to weirdo noise. In fact, the chop and change is his best move, and the few tracks still left up on his MySpace page far from do him justice. A unique talent, seemingly plucked from thin air.
Luke Chrisinger – The Cells