Milky Chance Steals Some Tranquility

So mellow. Only a gentle guitar and clacking percussion to light the way. Welcome to Milky Chance's realm. Specifically Milky Chance is a two man German operation consisting of vocalist Clemens Rehbein and DJ Philipp Dausch. If you like fret playing akin to fingers releasing the tension from your overtaxed back then "Stolen Dance" is the single for you. It's laid back in a fashion you'd have to straddle back many decades to meet and/or beat. I'm fingering '60s psychedelia at the least. Clemens covets time lost. He wants the she in his life back by his side so he doesn't have to feel alone again. Who "they" happens to be isn't made so clear but that's hardly the major league quibble on the table here. For many of us time is the most important currency we'll ever own and sadly many of us live in a state of brutal poverty on that front. Clemens was smart to keep his guitar grounded in calm, unruffled vibrations. That acts as an effective counterbalance to the blooming frustration in his lyrics. Maybe the German Nazi tendency towards pain adds sting to one line of verses beginning with "Coldest winter for me. No sun is shining anymore. The only thing I feel is pain caused by absence of you. Suspense controlling my mind I cannot find the way out of here. Lab rat hopelessness at its bleakest. How could anything be that dire when you're dealing with a guy who pours guitar whirlpool bath style into his performance. The two lovers are stoned in paradise add vow they shouldn't stoop to anything as piffling as a deep analysis of their feelings. As usual dancing is a fine elixir used in chasing the blues and blahs away. The pair's debut album is called "Sadnecessary". Truth be told melancholy is beating at the center of this lonely little creature. Even still the lifeblood hasn't been snuffed out entirely. Follow the chord progressions as they descend down the flight of sonic stairs until they've reached that most forbidden of fruitful places. I'm sure you could get lost both in Clemens's eyes and that of his female companion. If I may be candid though this pair is of German origin the sound has more of a Latino flamenco heat building up from its emotionally charged center. You get left with a simultaneous jolt of "Hope doesn't exist anymore" and "Come into my arms and cry your little heart out 'cause nothing is as bad as it seems". Milky Chance is in its infancy stage now but, as it grows, it shall be fascinating to learn what full fledged concept emerges. Are these two a one trick pony or are there many facets to this diamond? As always time will tell.