I was contacted by a chappy called Eliot Wilder (Hi, Eliot!). Eliot is from the land of Americans, and he produces music that I have a bit of trouble trying to describe as diplomatically as possible. However, I’ll give it a go. I’d describe Eliot’s recordings – and I mean this in a nice way – as “psychedelic weirdo music.”
Eliot has released an album called Wicked Beast. (It’s available as a free download on Eliot’s website.) I’ve listened to it four times now, and judging by what I heard, have come to the conclusion that Eliot drugged his songs. Now, I’m not implying that Eliot takes drugs of the illicit variety. For all I know, he could be a fine, upstanding, and wholly clean-cut young man who’s never even taken an aspirin. It just sounds as if the songs have been drugged. Eliot takes perfectly decent songs and then warps them.
If you want some aural indication of what I’m on about (and to put you off the idea that “Hey, maybe Peter’s the one on drugs”), here’s the album’s title track. It starts off quite pleasantly, and is innocent enough until at some point things begin to get weird:
Eliot Wilder – “Wicked Beast” (2011)
By the way, as soon as Eliot started singing the song’s main melody I was reminded of “From A Window” by Billy J. Kramer with The Dakotas, a song that Lennon/McCartney gave away in 1964 (to Billy J. Kramer & The Dakotas).
Here’s another track:
Eliot Wilder – “We Are So Fudged” (2011)
(The song’s not actually called “We Are So Fudged”. I took a bit of poetic licence with the title because it’s one of those swearin’ ditties that musicians seem to prefer nowadays. I’ve already expressed my views on swearin’ in ditties so I won’t waste your time going over it again.)
I’ll admit that “We Are So Fudged” wasn’t that odd. It’s probably the least odd song on the album.
I guess I can’t really play you just two songs to give you an accurate representation of the album, because there’s a fair degree of variety in the tracks. Here’s one more that’ll give you at least more of an idea of the kinds of things Eliot does to songs:
Eliot Wilder – “Best Day Ever” (2011)
I’m glad that Eliot wrote a song called “Best Day Ever”, because the song’s name gives me an excuse to play you this little bit of magnificence:
But back to Eliot. If you want to know more about Eliot and his song-drugging ways, there’s an interview with him over at The Beat Patrol. And by way, I find the picture accompanying the interview rather unsettling. It’s a drawing of Eliot, but it looks like the picture has been drugged, too.