Sunroof!
Cloudz
VHF Recordings
Way back in the 80s the New Age craze flooded parents? glove compartments with mood music tapes designed to mellow them out on their daily commute. At night stressed out moms and dads slipped on the headphones and descended into Windham Hill nirvana to escape the Meatmen?s aural assault emanating from their little Johnny?s bedroom. Desperate to keep up with the heavy relaxation demand, enterprising record labels began hawking everything from the sound of melting snow to whales farting as the apex of audio-sensual bliss. By the 90s, dicks like Moby and William Orbit recognized the benefits of these atmospheric ?vibes? and utilized them (like people who live on busy streets install burbling fountains to block traffic noise) to cover up the fact that the pop singers they were producing had about as much talent as a cube of butter. Now in the decidedly un-relaxed 2000s (and out of the ashes of noise-boys Skullflower) comes Sunroof! whose rhythmic Teutonic bent owes more to bearded proto-punks like Harmonia than to bearded pianists like George Winston. Still, this is some fairly laid-back shit that wouldn?t be out of place soothing over-doped ravers in the ?chill tent? of some bogus festival. Just don?t expect any guest appearances from sea mammals.