I’m a firm believer that if the music is good enough, you don’t need fancy production. It’ll speak for itself, and perhaps even shine brighter because it’s not bogged down in studio trickery. Just because you can add an orchestra or overdubbing to a recording doesn’t mean you should. In fact only today I decided not to post about a song with some really strong lyrics because I felt it was lost in its production.
It’s interesting on a day like that, where I’m getting weary of songs sounding too big, that I should hear Kristafor Farrenkothen’s EP Songs I Made in My Bedroom. The fanciest thing about this music is Kristafor’s name attached to it. The EP is exactly what it says on the tin, a collection of songs recorded in his bedroom. But what songs they are.
There are just three, far less than any EP I’ve seen recorded in the studio. But every one is incredible. I was transfixed from start to finish. Normally I listen to music while I’m doing other things but I had to stop and hear every word of these tracks. I ordinarily take notes, but I didn’t want to get dragged out of the spell they’d put on me. And why should I attempt to capture how special they are when I could just share the EP and let you listen for yourself?
There are certainly rough edges here, as there are with any bedroom recording, but that doesn’t take away from the beauty of what Kristafor has created. This talented singer-songwriter has a really bright future ahead of him.
I’ve always enjoyed the singles I’ve heard from 
After waxing lyrical about his single “Valerie” last week, I could wait to dive into 
When I wake up in the morning, I don’t switch on the morning shows like so many Aussies. TV distracts my husband who commutes into the city, so instead I reach for music. Most often it’s too loud or obnoxious for the morning, but I try to persevere. However, this morning I found just the right music to gradually bring me into the Land of the Living. These Walls EP, from Melbourne songstress 
I settled in for the second installment and was caught off guard. It starts with “Low,” a dark brooding number about being consumed by depression and hate. It’s a great track, but also one that I struggled to listen to after the lightness of part one. “Detonator” is another song which celebrates the darker side, a big loud expression of frustration that my teenage self would have eaten up. However, many years have passed since I felt angsty, and I was wondering whether volume II just wasn’t for me.
There’s something so comfortable about slipping on a 
Melbourne rock act