Radio 1190 Presents: Achille Lauro Farewell Show

Achille Lauro

Easily the sexiest thing to come out Denver since Don Cheadle, Achille Lauro has spent the past 5 years building a dedicated and bloodthirsty fan base across the front range. They are the soundtrack to the devils stolen sex tape, a livid and confessional mix of Post-Rock guitar swagger and soulful dance music, punctuated by too many influences to mention, something akin to MIA fronting a garage band Radiohead attempting to recreate the soundtrack to the film Amelie. They are the perfect band to play at a dance party inside of a collapsing building, something both indulgent and necessary.

The Morning Clouds

Life has a funny way of coming around full circle when you least expect it. Take, for example, Josh Wambeke and The Morning Clouds. He spent the better part of the previous decade as half of Phineas Gage’s psychedelic songwriting axis then leading Fell through shoegaze and space-rock realms. After trampling to the farthest reaches of the cosmos and center of the mind, he found himself straying back into the realms of late-night solo songwriting that marked some of his earliest forays into home four-tracking.
As easily as Wambeke slipped back into the one-man explorations of classic pop, he’s worlds away from his days as a budding home recorder. To start, this time around he had his own local recording studio – which has quietly been making a name for itself among Denver rock circles – at his disposal. He also had a decade to hone his craft. Those luxuries immediately made themselves apparent. Instead of drifting around in his other acts’ densely crafted soundscapes, Wambeke curls up comfortably in his bedroom, dipping into the same well of inspiration that guided everyone from The Ronettes to The Ramones to The Jesus And Mary Chain through the years.
Wambeke slinks into a record-collector pop aesthetic on Wasted Youth. There’s still enough cosmic dust left over from Fell’s travels to the edge of the universe to coat The Morning Clouds’ songs and cast an ethereal shimmer over that comfortably familiar classic pop framework. Just like the Ramones roughed it up with punk and JAMC’s C86 aesthetic yanked it into the new wave, Wasted Youth filters the sound through Wambeke’s spaced-out sensibilities.
Wambeke casually floated a couple early tracks – “A Walk Home” and “The Wrong Things” – to a handful of friends and Fell supporters in late 2010. To his surprise, the response was overwhelmingly positive. These were the sort of tracks that needed a proper release, and he got to work. He coined a band name, crawled back to the studio and fleshed out the rest of Wasted Youth Blues. A band was formed, practices began and shows were booked. Once little more than a lark for a musician playing around in the studio, The Morning Clouds was on its way.
Written, performed and recorded entirely by Wambeke, Wasted Youth isn’t so much a departure for the songwriter, but a return to his roots, touching up the pop performances that formed the basis for his earliest solo dabbling. Sometimes, when you’re as prolific as Wambeke, moving forward his bands isn’t enough: You have you stop and reflect on your past.


Vitamins is a four-piece rock band. Although there has been some re-arrangement among members recently, and what they play, Vitamins is still a rock band. As younger musicians in the year of 2005 they came together in Greeley, Colorado, a small cow-town that reeked of boiled blood and cow manure. Thanks to this unique experience and the creativity it invoked, Vitamins sits proundly with their backbones firm, four long years later. Now, however, they seat themselves in a city of lesser smell and of greater creative outlet....The city of Denver. With two albums recorded (EP 2005, Calliope 2008), and one on the way, Vitamins hopes to spread their music to greater audiences and to get accustom to meeting those with similar interests and intent

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