remembering the pelican
freescha - smurf shoe (mp3)
it's easy to forget at times that manchester has more than one record shop: more than two or three in fact.
but all of these little record shops that we maybe take a little too much for granted are endangered, and that's not just those in manchester of course. the reality of this has been brought home to me over the last month or so with one of my favourites going the way of the dodo.
so, by way of me paying my final respects, here's the rather excellently named 'smurf shoe', from californians freescha's third album 'what's come inside of you' (which has a nudey lady picture on the front and pretty much each track features some form or other of orgasmic moaning just in case anyone was in any doubt as to the suggestive nature of the title); just one of the many, many little electronic-tinged treats that only managed to find itself a loving new home because of pelicaneck records.
not only was it an excellent little record shop, but it also provided oklahoma with a decidedly different take on the coffee-shop soundtrack for that essential post-purchase mochaccino: dubstep with your carrot cake anyone?
it's easy to forget at times that manchester has more than one record shop: more than two or three in fact.
but all of these little record shops that we maybe take a little too much for granted are endangered, and that's not just those in manchester of course. the reality of this has been brought home to me over the last month or so with one of my favourites going the way of the dodo.
so, by way of me paying my final respects, here's the rather excellently named 'smurf shoe', from californians freescha's third album 'what's come inside of you' (which has a nudey lady picture on the front and pretty much each track features some form or other of orgasmic moaning just in case anyone was in any doubt as to the suggestive nature of the title); just one of the many, many little electronic-tinged treats that only managed to find itself a loving new home because of pelicaneck records.
not only was it an excellent little record shop, but it also provided oklahoma with a decidedly different take on the coffee-shop soundtrack for that essential post-purchase mochaccino: dubstep with your carrot cake anyone?