Name: Paint
Brand: Paint

Bonus disc

Bonus disc: No

Catalogue number

4923426212

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Rough Trade Exclusive

Rough Trade Exclusive: No

Extended format

Extended format: No

Format detail

Standard Black LP.

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Format Music US

Limited edition

Release date

2018-11-02

Signed copies

Signed copies: No

Supplier US

Redeye

Tax rate US

Sales:8.875

UPC / Barcode

184923426212

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4923426229

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Artist

Paint

Genre US

Rock-Pop

Label US

Mexican Summer

<a href="https://roughtrade.com/us/music/audiobooks-now-in-a-minute">audiobooks - Now! (in a minute)</a>

audiobooks. audiobooks. What can you say about audiobooks that does them any justice? The London-based pair have already done so much that audiobooks is but a chapter in their ongoing story. But what a chapter.

Walking the tightrope between ultra-realism and surreal concept art, Now! (in a minute) is a fever-dream journey through daily life and the inner-thoughts of Evangeline Ling and David Wrench. Prosaic and deadpan, akin to Human League, disquieting and hypnotic, just like The Fall. Ling's exploration of her art is grounded and aided by Wrench's sense for melody, texture and fun.

This whirlwind of synths, screams, poetry - and even coughing fits - may not be to everyone's taste but this was never the intention. Now! (in a minute)is a 'push it to the limits' test for both the band and the listener.

2. Cloud Nothings - <a href="https://roughtrade.com/us/music/cloud-nothings-last-building-burning">Last Burning Building</a>

3. Kristin Hersh - <a href="https://roughtrade.com/us/music/kristin-hersh-possible-dust-clouds">Possible Dust Clouds</a>

4. Connan Mockasin - <a href="https://www.roughtrade.com/us/music/connan-mockasin-jassbusters">Jassbusters</a>

5. Doug Paisley - <a href="https://roughtrade.com/us/music/doug-paisley-starter-home">Starter Home</a>

6. JP Bimeni &amp; The Black Belts - <a href="https://roughtrade.com/us/music/jp-bimeni-and-the-black-belts-free-me">Free Me</a>

7. Barry Adamson - <a href="https://www.roughtrade.com/us/music/barry-adamson-memento-mori-anthology-1978-2018">Momento Mori (Anthology 1978 - 2018)</a>

8. Colter Wall - <a href="https://www.roughtrade.com/us/music/colter-wall-songs-of-the-plains">Songs of the Plains</a>

9. PAINT - <a href="https://roughtrade.com/us/music/paint-paint">PAINT</a>

10. Jerry Paper - <a href="https://www.roughtrade.com/us/music/jerry-paper-like-a-baby">Like a Baby</a>

Albums of the Month - November 2018

How do you define a label whose roster defy definition indefinitely? Jessica Pratt, Connan Mockasin, Ariel Pink, Oneohtrix Point Never, Cate Le Bon and Washed Out. Over the past ten years, Mexican Summer have signed a sprawl of artists and it is almost impossible to draw a line of best fit. Almost.

The common denominator amongst the menagerie is a conceptual spirit that explores, subverts and evolves a monumental array of pop music genres. Whether it’s Connan Mockasin’s psychedelic dream soul, Weyes Blood’s Laurel Canyon pastiche or whatever the fuck Oneohtrix Point Never is, Mexican Summer are drawn to those who play with our preconceptions.

Beginning in Brooklyn in 2008, Mexican Summer was founded by Keith Abrahamsson and Andres Santo Domingo. It is now the foremost experimental pop label and a bastion for artists to take creative control of their output. You never know what Mexican Summer will put out next, but you know it will take you to a place that is instantly recognisable and alien all at once.

First off, congratulations on reaching your 10 year anniversary last year. What are your hopes for decade number 2?

Thank ya, kindly. Decade #2 has gotta go even deeper, right? Our hope is to continue supporting artists who bring beautiful art and positivity into this big, frequently bleak world of ours.

As an outside observer, there is something elusive that connects your artists. A kind of conceptual indie-rock or epic experimental pop. Could you shed any more light on what it is that you look for in your artists?

Good songs + good people - but always keepin it freaky. If that criteria is met, we’ll usually find a way to figure out the rest.

Could you name us five releases over the past 11 years that define Mexican Summer?

Not sure about defining us, but here’s SIX selects I dig (cause I like even numbers better):

Ariel Pink - Dedicated To Bobby Jameson

Weyes Blood - Front Row Seat To Earth

What has Mexican Summer got in store for us in 2019?

2019 is almost a wrap, so here’s some 2020 news… new music from Ariel, Connan, Dungen, Paint, Jess Williamson, Arp and a bunch of new signings, reissues and book projects that you’ll have to wait a minute or two to hear about.

After the brief but beautiful collaboration between Ariel Pink and Weyes Blood, who from your roster would you love to see team up for a record?

That collab (and others like it) have been the fruits of our ongoing residency series that we hold each April in Marfa, TX at our Myths festival. We have a new one on the way this Fall from Cate Le Bon + Bradford Cox and then next year from Drugdealer + Tim Presley. Hoping we can keep that spirit alive and kickin well into the future…

Mexican Summer Label Focus

Paint's self-titled album. Available here on Standard Black LP and Standard CD.

Allah-Las Pedrum Siadatian sings and plays guitar as Paint on his first solo album. Working with producer Frank Maston, drummer Matthew Correia (fellow Allah-La), NIck Murray (as seen with Oh Sees and White Fence).

A super laidback slacker drawl fronts the sweet pop that is PAINT. Guitars shimmer, quiver and gently warp. Spooky synths permeate, while brass washes tunes with an acid glow. Soft sounds reverberate and give a summer feeling that’s gonna haunt you the rest of your life.

Like Daily Gazette: big-city-on-the-skids mid-tempo hot-summer punk blues cool like those Richard Hell / Tom Verlaine Neon Boys tapes. Like Splattered: a subway-sound Velvet Underground valentine. Like Silver Streaks: budget-studio 1970s expression-as-obsession from the California observed and preserved by demimonde private-press psychedelicists Damon or F.J. McMahon. Like Wash: a last-dance cosmic waltz that could’ve been a snippet of an Angelo Badalamenti soundtrack.

Anyway, this is PAINT, the substance and the action – it drips, it runs, it changes colors. In between: not the desert but the dirt, not the night but the dark, not the sun but the heat and not the sea but the deep, and always the heartbeat blood-rush feel-it! momentum that makes all rock ‘n’ roll rock and roll. Think of it this way: PAINT’s first album isn’t always clean, but it’s very very clear. Sometimes the mess is the message.