Night Friends
Decorations In A Ruined City
© 2008 Justin Sweatt (634479844973)
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Night Friends started on a cold October day in 2003. The idea came from wanting do something that was instrumental, but push the envelope more into more etheral territories. The name was originally "The Bats" but it was found out later that there was a very good band out of New Zealand that already had that name. Justin was at the post office in Philadelphia one day and noticed a stack of stamps giving tribute to various species of bats called "Night Friends". The name was immediately picked because of a love for bats and I also liked the meaning of it being perhaps things that only come out at night or harmless ghosts with a melodic rasping that soothe the soul. "Decorations In A Ruined City" is a love letter to New Orleans post-Hurricane Katrina.
From losingtoday.com "http://www.myspace.com/nfriends - Sadly there’s only one posted track on their my space site (but damn its good) by Austin, Texas based Night Friends better known to friends, acquaintances and we assume - the IRS as Justin Sweatt, ’pneumaura’ is that cut. Night Friends it seems began way back in 2003 - originally called the Bats until it as discovered there was a New Zealand based ensemble of the same name he quickly re-thought the name by way of a relatively loose kind of logic after spying a postage stamp depicting a bat as part of a postal series of ’night friends’ - simple eh? To date several releases have eked out into the public conscious all sadly out of print with the exception of the current ’decorations in a ruined city’. ’pneumaura’ - incidentally not on the aforementioned set - is a gently beguiling after lights out slice of nuzzling down tempo dreaminess not so dissimilar in texture to Yellow 6 / Manual - softly spun Durutti Column styled signatures aimlessly drift lost in the moment to be braided by the delicate lining of an orbiting spectral suite a la early ISAN all anchored by a repetitive and seemingly out of placed ‘movement’ era New Order underpin which at the finale congregate and implode into sheens of shoe gaze-y fuzzyness. Does it for us."