Stephen Mejias

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Stephen Mejias  |  Oct 21, 2009  |  4 comments
The Vivian Girls (from left): Ali Koehler, Cassie Ramone, and Kickball Katy. Photo: Arnaud Bianquis.
Stephen Mejias  |  Mar 27, 2013  |  0 comments
The strange trembling vocals, warm synth sounds, and chamber pop movements of Konkylie, When Saints Go Machine’s full-length debut, appealed to me in unusual fashion: slowly at first, confounding my senses for a time, before finally winning me over. With time and repeated listening, the album became one of my very favorites of 2011.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 21, 2011  |  4 comments
If Fleet Foxes were to trade their acoustic guitars for synthesizers and drum machines, move from the grassy fields to the dance clubs, and lighten up a bit, they might sound something like When Saints Go Machine. The Danish four-piece’s debut album, Konkylie, is an alluring mix of pure pop, misshapen chamber, and electronic music. It is odd, lovely, infectious, and confounding—and I keep coming back to it.
Stephen Mejias  |  May 12, 2009  |  1 comments
While putting together yesterday's entry, I stumbled upon this video of Mike Bones performing a version of Grinderman's excellent "No Pussy Blues." This was back in the summer of 2007, during a music festival in New York City's East River Park. I wasn't there.
Stephen Mejias  |  Dec 21, 2009  |  2 comments
I’ve received two packages in the mail today. Both were from Portland, Oregon, a hotbed for outstanding independent music, and both contained tapes.
Stephen Mejias  |  Sep 12, 2006  |  3 comments
These days have been long. Longer than usual, in fact. That's right:
Longer than usual.
Stephen Mejias  |  Feb 22, 2007  |  7 comments
I was surprised to find that we once featured Stereophile t-shirts on a cover.
Stephen Mejias  |  Oct 20, 2006  |  1 comments
I'm not so sure about the tongue kissing part, but still. Mark Morford, living in the moment:
Stephen Mejias  |  Apr 14, 2006  |  0 comments
Okay. We just squeezed a full day's work into four tight and furious hours. The company granted us a half-day, so that we could all get a head-start on the holiday weekend. This, of course, is very nice. However, we started shipping the wonderful June issue just yesterday and had much work to accomplish this morning. In addition, for various reasons, we've had to accomplish that work without the help of an ad coordinator or production manager, and all while employing an entirely new pre-press system. Shipping days, as a rule, are intense. These have gone beyond intense.
Stephen Mejias  |  Feb 14, 2006  |  2 comments
It must have been at Herald Square, where I was transferring onto the B, that I realized JA had left a message on my cell. I couldn't listen to the message below the ground — no service down there — but the display let me know that the call arrived at 7:58am. Why in the world would John be calling me at 7:58 in the morning? It was now almost 8:30. Shit:
Stephen Mejias  |  Mar 05, 2009  |  11 comments
After all that, I went with white.
Stephen Mejias  |  Dec 17, 2009  |  26 comments
I was introduced to Scotch Tapes, “the worst hi-tech music label ever,” on December 9, by a Twitter post from Jagjaguwar. Oneida would be releasing a limited-edition cassette through Scotch Tapes. This was interesting news to me, first because I’ve been fascinated with the idea of a “cassette tape revival,” and second because Oneida is a well-established name in the world of underground rock bands. Why would Oneida release work on a format that had been all but forgotten by the music industry? Why cassettes?
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 10, 2009  |  1 comments
The sound of women singing. I love them all, always have: