Lemonade

From their genesis as an improvisational project within San Francisco’s experimental dance music scene, Lemonade grew to become an effervescing mutation of current music’s explorations and antipodes; their early music drew from new-agey noise, grimey synths, Liquid Liquid rhythms and ecstastic 90′s house incantations. An early experience with Lemonade felt like a gloopy tantalizing pile of Nickelodeon slime; a warm one, pleasantly oozing over their audience’s unified sweating body.

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Lemonade left San Francisco right before the release of their debut album to Brooklyn, NY, where they moved into a windowless clubhouse, and found a practice space in the basement of an abandoned Catholic school. Formerly allowed to flourish unrefined in their world of SF underground dance culture, moving to New York was a mirror in the face. Their imagination became actuality, and their music became their life, no longer some illusory portal to imagine. They spent the better part of 2009 incessantly touring across the US and Europe, playing everywhere from D.I.Y. punk warehouses to massive techno clubs and festivals. In the midst of touring they recorded new music wherever and whenever possible; programming drum patterns in their van, in the studio they built in their shared residence, D.I.Y. recording setups with laptops and cheap microphones, their friends in Delorean’s bucolic Spanish recording compound, and finally ultimately assembling everything at Brothers Studio.