Dream-Pop Duo Still Corners on Their New Cinematic The Last Exit
Photo by Bernard Bur
It was a tall artistic order for German film director Gerd Oswald back in 1956—transforming Ira Levin’s pulp-lurid 1953 novel A Kiss Before Dying into a Cinemascope-splashy motion picture that managed to capture the pulp-fiction darkness of the original murderous plot. He would effectively be upgrading a traditionally black-and-white genre—film noir—into the less-shadowy medium of color, while still maintaining the latent menace of its young-star protagonist, Robert Wagner, as he makes some cold, creepy decisions about his pregnant college girlfriend, played as a trusting, wide-eyed naif by Joanne Woodward. But he managed to pull it off, and panoramic ethereal duo Still Corners applaud his fabled feat on its new fifth album, The Last Exit, in the sinister track “A Kiss Before Dying,” which swaths vocalist Tessa Murray in the smoky, spaghetti-Western guitar plumes of her multi-instrumentalist partner, Greg Hughes. “It’s hard to do film noir in color,” Hughes allows. “But that’s definitely what we’re trying to do with our music, and I really like that idea. Plus, I really like Robert Wagner—he’s super cool.”
Fittingly, the rest of The Last Exit has a surreal cinematic feel, be it the flickering imagery in “Bad Town,” “Mystery Road” and “It’s Voodoo” or the forlorn spectral sonics of current single “White Sands,” the tale of a phantom desert hitchhiker straight out of The Twilight Zone. Most artists wouldn’t invite the wraith to hop in, but Still Corners throws its car doors open wide for just such otherworldly, potentially dangerous guests, even if they do have a prosthetic hook for a hand. And after five velvet-textured albums, the British-born Murray and the Austin-bred Hughes have got their unusual approach down pat now. Even their serendipitous origin story is script-worthy, and slightly reminiscent of the what-if classic Sliding Doors. Phoning from their new home in Woodstock, NY, they recently checked in to discuss their alchemical process.
Paste: So you’re in Woodstock now? Tons of musicians live there—Sleigh Bells, The Bobby Lees, classic songwriters like Jules Shear.
Tessa Murray: Everybody is supposedly here, but we don’t know any of them personally. But then again, we haven’t been here that long. We were here for a bit, but then we were out on tour a lot, and then COVID-19 happened, so now we’re stuck here with four friends and no one else. We haven’t met anyone new. And we also have black bears running around outside our house.
Paste: Why Woodstock?
Murray: So we moved to Austin for a couple of years, because we were living in the UK and we thought about coming over here for a bit. And I said, “We need to go somewhere that’s really warm, because that’s different than what I’m used to.” So we were in Austin, but then we decided that we quite like the cold sometimes, too, so we came somewhere where it gets really cold. So we moved here in early 2018, and we just fell in love with the area. And even though we don’t know any local musicians yet, Woodstock is so steeped in music history, you can feel it almost in your bones, everything that has happened here previously. And that’s just a good backdrop for us at the moment. But we’ll probably move again at some point, because that’s what we seem to do.
Paste: So recount, if you will, the fable of how you first met. All because you both got on the wrong London train? Which tube line was it?
Murray: It was actually an overground train, and I know the day—it was a Thursday, because I was on my way to choir practice. And I really think the sign was wrong. It said it was going to stop at London Bridge, but it didn’t.
Greg Hughes: That’s what my sign said, too.
Murray: So that’s how we both ended up on the wrong train. And then at the platform at the first stop, which was in southwest London, all of the other people that got off hadn’t been on the wrong train, so they basically all left the station and left just us standing on the platform. And it was January, and it was a bit foggy and a bit dark, but I just asked him, ‘Oh—did you get on the wrong train, too?’ And that’s how we got to talking.
Hughes: It was weird. I’m sure it’s happened before, where there’s been a mixup in train schedules. But obviously, this was just fortuitous, because I said, ‘Where are you off to?’ And she said, ‘Choir practice.’ And I was desperately looking for a singer to work on some music with. So I said, ‘I’m in this band, but I’m doing this project—do you maybe wanna try some singing on it sometime?’ And she was like, ‘Oh, yeah! That sounds cool!’ And the rest is rock ’n’ roll history. But these days even talking to a stranger that you meet like that seems strange.