Singing lines like “Don’t you wait on me/I’ll shoot you down,” her voice is enough to send chills down your spine. But once she steps offstage, the woman who calls herself Al Spx is famously shy and unfailingly distant. “I created a stage name, and it’s allowed me to remove myself from any sort of emotional attachment to the songs,” says Spx, who records under the name Cold Specks, borrowed from James Joyce’s Ulysses. “Al Spx can take care of that. For me, there’s no personal element to the songs anymore, or if there is, it’s disguised.” Two years after releasing I Predict A Graceful Expulsion, Spx is bored with most of the album. Touring is “physically and mentally draining,” and though she still performs the singles, she’s tired of feeling like a bad actress. So, she’s crafted a follow-up, Neuroplasticity (Mute), that’s even bleaker than the first, trading in the acoustic doom-folk of her debut for a richer, more expansive goth-soul that’s one-part sturm and three-parts drang. Spx will be guest editing magnetmagazine.com all week. Read our brand new feature on her.
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Spx: The Strokes‘ first record came out when I was 13. After seeing the “Someday” video on TV, I went to the mall to purchase a pair of Chuck Taylors. The store only had a pair three sizes too big for me. This did not stop me from buying them. Yes, I fell so hard I bought oversized shoes. Speaking of falling … Julian totally takes a tumble.
