![]() ![]() Before, I wasn’t trying to be that way, it was just the only means I had. If I go back to the old mic, I think it would only be to make something sound lo-fi. This new mic, I have to figure all that out again.ĭo you think this is a permanent upgrade, or do you think you’ll go back to the old mic? ![]() It’s low quality, but at this point I know how to work it. The mic I usually use, I had been using since I was 15. It’s really nice, and so that kind of forced me to slow down because I wasn’t as familiar with it. I got a new microphone-I didn’t buy it, my friend Tom let me borrow it for recording this album. He recorded most of House of Sugar at his apartment, where the biggest change from the last album, he insists, was a new microphone that he borrowed from another buddy. His brother plays sax on the new album and his sister sings on a track she’s provided the artwork for all his albums to date. He met his guitarist Sam Accione in sixth grade, when they sat at the same lunch table and, later, played AC/DC covers after school. He lives in the city where he grew up and plays almost exclusively with his closest friends. But Alex G prefers to keep things simple and close to home. He seems like just another guy visiting the city for the weekend to see a few friends, maybe catch a show.Ī musician with his résumé could wrap himself in the trappings of a rock star-studio time, big name producers, expensive shit. But when I met him for a cheap lunch in Chinatown, you’d never guess it. Like Alex’s best work, the album pairs elegant melodies with sounds and lyrics that seem to have been beamed down from another planet it’s another brilliant, hypnotic rock record that sits in the center of the uncanny valley. At age 26, he’s set to release his eighth (!) album, House of Sugar. He’s collaborated with Frank Ocean, appeared on magazine covers, and is considered one of the most talented songwriters of his generation. The quiet guy seated across from me is so unassuming that it’s easy to forget he’s (Sandy) Alex G. But Alex isn’t bothered in the slightest. It’s been thirty minutes, I’ve had my food for fifteen, and tables have come and gone, so I ask if we should say something. Alex Giannascoli’s dumplings aren’t coming. ![]()
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