Portasound Playlist Monthly Download featuring some of our recent favourite tracks.
This month:

Animated Mountain by Nicolas Sassoon
Get it here: MOUNTAIN - Portasound Playlist*
The Guardian are now premiering the video, which features a classic Houdini trick: the upside-down strait jacket escape. It’s performed by one of the very few active escapologists in Europe.
'... London’s Portasound are a favourite of Radio One’s Huw Stephens having recorded a session for him in Maida Vale (watch it here – it could be the whistling anthem for 2009!). This instrumental is a sweet synth and glockenspiel-dominated tune with a deadly back in time, space time continuum sound interrupting in parts.'
Portasound – Tunnel to the MoonThey say all good things come to those that wait. Now I don’t know what that means but i do know it has been a while since Portasound had a release as exciting as this!
Today marks the release of ‘Music Sounds Better with Huw’ described best by Huw Stephens himself; ‘Variety is the name of the game. There’s disco beats and acoustic warmth, strung-out blissfulness and indie rock’n'roll. I wanted it to be an exciting listen and there’s such a variety of good new music around it couldn’t be anything other than exciting. They sit track by track beautifully!’ and its all for 79p!
But we are not just talking about this album because its brilliant. There is a Portasound track on it. Oh yes. And it is our brand new track, ‘4 Minute Warning’ also described best by Huw; ‘With hot … building grooves, synths and casios are king in Portasound’s world. They turn the glum into fun and make pop hot again, which is just as magic live as it sounds on this compilation.’
So go have a little listen and if you like it you know what to do; defy logic, go against the grain, do what your nanna told you…buy some music!
You can watch a live performance of 4 Minute Warning recorded at Cargo in Shoreditch right here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHtyzg9CL70
Other places to go jus for a laff:
http://www.myspace.com/portasoundband
http://www.vegedwardmagazine.blogspot.com
http://www.last.fm/music/Portasound
An interview for Kruger Magazine
In the future everyone will receive piggy-backs from midgets, drink yoghurt and live on a hill in south west London. Oh, and Portasound will be massive...
The Future Is Unwritten, according to Julien Temple's documentary about Joe Strummer. Not strictly true, that. In fact it's inked here in these very pages. Look! Plus south London micropop cadets Portasound have their own scripted prophecies.
"We travel into the future all the time," says chief bloke James casually. "I've just been there actually. How was it? Pretty good but we spent most of our time in traffic which is a shame because everything looked pretty cool." More on that to come but, first, introductions.
They are James Dow, Michael Dow and Luke ("basically a Dow"). All swap between synths, guitar, bass, laptop and whistling. By day, two of them are landscape gardeners, one is a designer, they have a song called The Terpischore Of Vegedward Sentengo (their current single in fact) about "a Greek dance revived by the Victorians". Their thoughts may be in the future but their beginnings came in the past: "One day we were looking for something to do and we went into the countryside to a friend's old shack," says James. "We went for the weekend with a keyboard and a little bit of acid and decided on those unsteady foundations that we should do this."
The stimulating keyboard in question? A Yamaha Portasound.
"It has this button on it that’s an auto-bass chord," James delights. "Because me and Luke were sitting in a field quite smashed, it provided a lot of entertainment for very little interaction - I like to think that’s what we do now."
Some time on, they're now making music which sounds like 2010. A chrome plated combo of Metronomy (a huge influence of theirs) and choppy copper synths of Late Of The Pier. Live they stand onstage like three pillars of light setting effects off like fire crackers.
Their frequent voyages to the distant future reveal a disturbing picture. Something along the lines of Franz Kafka simultaneously directing The Fifth Element, Arachnophobia and Honey, I Shrunk The Kids whilst on quality Calpol.
"I'd like to bring back a giant intelligent insect because I reckon humans will die out soon and it'll be the turn of the insects to go grow large and clever," begins James. "Then they'll develop their own music."
Indeed, if grasshoppers playing oboes aren't scary enough, both the Dow brothers know every single word in the first Alien film. And of course there's global warming to contend with.
"A lot of our future-gazing comes in warnings to the general public which can be found at different speeds within our music," says James. "Like subliminal messages."
We won't lie, things beyond tomorrow aren't looking cheery.
"We're predicting that in a hundred years there will only be a million people left," says Michael. "But they'll be well into Portasound."
"They'll all live on a hill because Europe is going to flood," explains Luke.
Of course, by this point - we're thinking somewhere around June 2009 - we'll all look like spacemen and eat crisps through our nose (s'evolution folks).
"We'll be split into two forms of people," continues James adopting an indie Mystic Meg voice. "You'll have tiny adult babies with trumpets and really tall skinny model-types." Yes, tell us more.
"And, the weird babies will do all the work. All the tall people will just walk around sipping yoghurt. It's a fearful new world.
"It'll probably go back to when people were carried around by little midgets. Hover boards for kids and wooden casks for the adults."
Not only is this future potentially very ugly, full of midgets and string beans copulating on a stranded knoll to preserve the very race itself, but they drink Petite Filous. Bring back the safety of 1997!
But on a more sensible note, the next twelve months is shaping up rather nicely for the three south Londoners.
"We didn’t start this thing to make any money or be famous or anything," cooly states James. "It's a labour of love and fun."
And the midgets with brass? They're just a bonus.
Words by Greg Cochrane
Photo by Lucy Johnston