Mixmas 2011 :: Blitzen Trapper
December 29th, 2011 by Matt

If it’s December, then you know it’s Mixmas time at You Ain’t No Picasso! Each year I get a bunch of my favorite bands to contribute themed mixes and share their thoughts about each of the tracks
MP3: Blitzen Trapper – Heaven and Hell
I’m thrilled to have a contribution from Blitzen Trapper this year. I’ve loved these for years. In true nice-guy form, Michael is highlighting some of their recent tour buddies. Listen up!
Moral Support: Best Tracks from Blitzen Trapper’s Opening Acts
by Michael Van Pelt, full-time bassist, part-time lo-fi engineer
Over the years I’ve been lucky enough to share the stage with some of the most hard-working and talented musicians in America. Sometimes I know in advance that a support band will be stellar, and sometimes they come out of left field and blow me away. Here are a few of my favorites:
MP3: Alela Diane – The Ocean
While beloved in Europe, it’s a tragedy that Alela Diane is so underrated and unnoticed in the US. A chronicle of the tumultuous relationship of her mother and father, the spooky backing vocals of the chorus lend a height and breadth to an otherwise simple yet achingly sad tune.
MP3: Wye Oak – That I Do
The Baltimore duo has become an amazing rock powerhouse to behold on stage. The lurching, economical vamp of this tune drew me in at first listen and still gets me in the gut every time. I never got a straight answer from Jenn as to what this song is about, but I do know that it is a very personal and dark tale for her.
MP3: Fruit Bats – You’re Too Weird
This was my jam this summer. Eric D. Johnson’s falsetto rides high like a coked-out BeeGee surfing a groovy West Coast wave. The accompanying video is so bad and oh, so good.
YT Link: Pearly Gate Music – Bad Nostalgia
Another seriously underrated American musician. This record trolls through the romance and wistfulness of late 50′s doo-wop and greaser garage stylings creating a cohesive and uncommon stand-out record. And dude can sing.
MP3: Avi Buffalo – What’s In It For?
And this was my jam last summer. Avi’s thinly veiled sexual references throughout the record feel endearingly earnest and giddily horny, like high-school poet who just lost his virginity wile romping in a California meadow.















