New Music Monday: Still Corners


Still Corners (photo by Chona Kasinger, via Wikipedia)
Still Corners (photo by Chona Kasinger, via Wikipedia)
By Nick Mattos, PQ Monthly

In today’s New Music Monday, PQ presents the ethereal electro-pop of Still Corners.

The band’s official bio opens up with such a charming anecdote that it demands to be shared:

It was a dark and foggy night when Still Corners songwriter Greg Hughes first laid eyes on vocalist Tessa Murray. “It sounds stupid but it’s completely true,” he recounts. “I was on a train that was going to London Bridge. But for some reason it went to this other stop. And I got out, and this other person got out. It was Tessa.”

The result of Huges and Murray’s collaboration has all of the cinematic appeal of this chance meeting on a moody London day. Evoking by turns French pop and B-movie horror films, their recent album Strange Pleasures triangulates itself between the indie-pop of Phantogram and the operatically gothy experimentation of Zola Jesus. It’s music that makes critics wax poetic, as Mark Rozeman of Paste demonstrates:

At a certain point in every music lover’s life, there comes a moment that all have experienced in some capacity. The moment in question stereotypically occurs during a late-night drive following some exhaustive, action-filled evening, whether it be a sobering party, a nerve-wracking date or a grueling work shift. It’s that magical time when after-hours meets the wee hours of the morning. Then, with darkness looming all around, the brain on the precipice of shutting down and only the radio to keep company, a song emerges from the speakers. It’s a slow, low-key number—the kind you maybe remember in some form but can’t place the title or the artist. It’s a song you wouldn’t have been actively searching for, but—for those few brief minutes—it becomes the perfect song to soundtrack your offbeat mood, whether that be anything from muted celebration to lingering sadness.

Still Corners’ Strange Pleasures is an album filled with songs of this nature—hazy, ethereal tracks that one would have little use for in the light of day but which begin something quite extraordinary at a certain bewitching hour. It’s driving music for the insomniac soul…

Listen to “Berlin,” “Fireflies,” and “Endless Summer,” then enjoy Strange Pleasures in its entirety. In the mood for a drive now?