Still need to do my long-planned "unquiet storm" mix of obscure records with this vibe, e.g.:
Always thought of Pram as "housewife psychedelia", sounds of the household and 70s Radio 2 mutated through valium haze and hallucinogenic boredom. Def a subdued vein of schmaltz in this:
Nah, sophisticore would be your high-gloss stuff (Blue Nile being a very good example, and very good), loungecore is like lo-fi smirking recreations of dollar bin records. But I was talking about the stuff in the article, not the PROPER schmaltzcore.
This is basically that Combustible Edison 90s loungecore thing but swapping out Gen X irony for Gen Z quasi-sincerity. Also none of those fuckers can actually sing.
I definitely somewhat buy into the David Toop argument of easy listening as proto-ambient, and Mantovani LPs are definitely the...