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Andrew Wyatt (DJ set) of Miike Snow – July 30th at Bang Bang – Presented by LED X FNGRS CRSSD

WHAT: LED presents Andrew Wyatt (DJ set) of Miike Snow
WHEN: Tuesday, July 30th, 2013
AGE: 21+
WHERE: Bang Bang

Andrew Wyatt Bang Bang LED presents

Andrew Wyatt

Andrew Wyatt began his career in music years ago in his native city of New York where he made a name for himself playing with Joan Wasser and members of the Jeff Buckley Band in Black Beetle, as well as Michael Tighe’s post-punk revival band The A.M. After some “eventful” years involved in pop songwriting, his curiosity led him down the garden path and he decided he would try his luck writing music for an orchestra. He says, “Against my better judgement I became obsessed with doing this, so I decided I would confine my mania to one month.” Armed with a tiny hourglass and an out-of-date version of Apple’s Logic music program, Wyatt went to work. He knew only one city could be home to this ambition, Prague. His reasoning? “The least expensive place to do strings,” he jokes. Upon arrival he realized the language barrier was twofold. He spoke not a word of Czech and none of the players could make sense of his feverishly notated scores. Then, things got better.

Wyatt’s first solo full-length, Descender, finds Wyatt accessing the pop storyteller side of himself while also marking a departure from his recent work with Grammy-winning production duo Bloodshy & Avant in Miike Snow. It’s a lush song cycle that marries timeless instrumentation with deep confession and forward-thinking production, making classical sounds seem thoroughly modern while allowing their untempered natural beauty to still shine.

A darkened, huddled romanticism permeates the record’s sweeping string arrangements and Wyatt’s vulnerable vocals, hinting at beauty observed, already conquered, but unable to be re-captured or kept afloat. Much like F. Scott Fitzgerald’s depiction of Gatsby, one gets the feeling of staring at the green light across the bay, wishing you could just get closer to it even if (or especially if) it means getting far away from your home, your wares, your memories. Sonically, the sprawl of the orchestra calls up Sufjan Stevens’ expansive pop if it had a slicker, world-weary and love-hungry traveler behind the helm, focusing a deeper lens rather than a wider one on interpersonal connection.

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