Album artwork for Aero Flynn by Aero Flynn

Break out the Justin Vernon family tree! Aero Flynn is the project of Josh Scott, a musician whose old band Amateur Love shared members with Vernon's old band, DeYarmond Edison, more than a decade ago. (Specifically, the two bands shared future Megafaun members Brad and Phil Cook and Peter Wolf Crier's Brian Moen.) Scott is revered in the Wisconsin music scene that yielded Bon Iver, Volcano Choir, Field Report, and so many other great bands. And after years in obscurity, he finally is ready for his spotlight moment. Josh's new songs coalesced into an incredible album. It is deeply personal and as cold as space on your bare skin. It club-bangs; it psych-jams; it cathedral-shivers. The album sounds like it could have been made by someone from a bleak future age, who grew up on lunar outpost listening to Robert Wyatt and Thom Yorke Earth-tapes. We are huddled around the radio, listening to someone whisper with canned air.

Aero Flynn

Aero Flynn

Memphis Industries
Album artwork for Aero Flynn by Aero Flynn
LP

£18.99

Released 16/04/2020Catalogue Number

MI0366LP

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Album artwork for Aero Flynn by Aero Flynn
CD

£5.99

Released 10/01/2018Catalogue Number

mi0366cd

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Aero Flynn

Aero Flynn

Memphis Industries
Album artwork for Aero Flynn by Aero Flynn
LP

£18.99

Released 16/04/2020Catalogue Number

MI0366LP

Learn more
Album artwork for Aero Flynn by Aero Flynn
CD

£5.99

Released 10/01/2018Catalogue Number

mi0366cd

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Break out the Justin Vernon family tree! Aero Flynn is the project of Josh Scott, a musician whose old band Amateur Love shared members with Vernon's old band, DeYarmond Edison, more than a decade ago. (Specifically, the two bands shared future Megafaun members Brad and Phil Cook and Peter Wolf Crier's Brian Moen.) Scott is revered in the Wisconsin music scene that yielded Bon Iver, Volcano Choir, Field Report, and so many other great bands. And after years in obscurity, he finally is ready for his spotlight moment. Josh's new songs coalesced into an incredible album. It is deeply personal and as cold as space on your bare skin. It club-bangs; it psych-jams; it cathedral-shivers. The album sounds like it could have been made by someone from a bleak future age, who grew up on lunar outpost listening to Robert Wyatt and Thom Yorke Earth-tapes. We are huddled around the radio, listening to someone whisper with canned air.