Hood - Rocck … I can’t even spell
This is one of Hood’s earlier lo-fi recordings before they began to polish their sound and introduce more electronic elements. The vocals on this one are uncharacteristically low, as well. I enjoy this track for its simplicity and its ability to take me back to college jam sessions recorded to a boombox. Fun times …
Maybe I’ll post some more of their music in the coming days. When I listen to Hood I tend to get caught up and it can take me a few days to slowly untangle myself.
Oh man, Hood… part of the 90s Bristol scene that included Flying Saucer Attack, Movietone, Third Eye Foundation, etc. Hood might have been the most prolific band of the bunch, and for that reason wading through their discography can alternate between tedium and epiphany. I have 7”s by these guys that are pure genius. Since all my Hood stuff is on vinyl I haven’t listened to them in a long time, though I coincidentally just saved a bunch of albums that are eMusic for future downloads.
Anyway, like elclon says here - this is an early track. Still, even as a lo-fi acoustic number, you can still hear what kept Hood insteresting—to me, at least. It’s not the song itself. It’s all the sounds percolating through the microphone—distorted, muffled noises that are not intentionally part of the actual song but give it all the ambiance. It’s not the same as when, say, Lou Barlow does a lo-fi thing. He’s typically trying to write a great song that transcends its recording process. Hood seem to be making a song that embodies its process. Even when they got into electronica later in their career, there were still all sorts of strange noises, flubs, and distortions that invaded their tracks.
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