4.10.08

Elfriede Jelinek, Women As Lovers

Jelinek’s “Women As Lovers”, while being interestingly woven amongst four different characters whose interiority is made singular by the narrative, is chock full of overly pretentious pap. The story follows two different women who approach the issue of their sexuality and the way in which to “get ahead” in a tiny Austrian town whose sole industry is a lingerie factory, where women work as either secretaries or housewives, excluding two female seamstresses (fascinating statements are made regarding the process that a woman must go through to sew her own undergarments within the factory; even men control that intimate aspect of their lives).

Woman A goes through life closely guarding her sexuality, saving it for her boss. She attempts to accelerate her career by using her body. Woman B is impregnated by a forestry worker and is married off and must make a living while her husband works in the forest. Between the two sets of indistinguishable characters, the story is made unclear due to drastic cuts in placement and separation of chapters and a blurred sense of individuality.

It is possible that the translation is poorly done, but given the elitism and snobbery seen in outside research of this author (i.e. English-speaking people who have read more Jelinek in the original German), it is just as dense and difficult to process due to unconventional use of prose.

Like: Arthur Burgess, “A Clockwork Orange”; Tao Lin, “EEEEE EEE EEEE”; Tao Lin, “Bed”; Denis Johnson, “Jesus’ Son, and Other Stories”

29.9.08

Warren Ellis, Crooked Little Vein

Warren Ellis’ Crooked Little Vein is probably the only example of what could best be described as disgusto-lit. Ellis, by all accounts, wrote the novel to get his literary agent off of his back. After years of research and compiling the data of off-kilter sexual fetishes and practices, looking at submissions on the now-defunct diepunyhumans.com website, his agent got the novel a publishing deal in two weeks.

This genre-bending novel encompasses his telltale style of nightmarish fantasy and disgusting plotpoints, and adds hard-boiled pulp detective novels to the mix of fiction that is normally only seen in Ellis’ graphic novels. Drugs, sex, and violence mix together like some sort of cocktail of debauchery and hate for the reader’s more delicate sensibilities.

Monday Mixtape No. 8

1. “Help”/The Beatles
2. “Engrish Bwudd”/Man Man
3. “In My Little Thatched Hut”/The Fiery Furnaces
4. “Upon The King”/Sir William Walton
5. “In Lust You Can Hear The Axe Fall”/Xiu Xiu
6. “Lucky Charms”/Moldy Peaches
7. “Instrumental”/Tin Cup Prophette
8. “II-4”/Bun-Ching Lam
9. “Dirty Business”/The Dresden Dolls
10. “Plain Gold Ring”/White Magic
11. “Pavane Pour Une Infante Defuente”/Ravel
12. “Lion In Waiting”/Red Monroe
13. “34 Ghosts IV”/Nine Inch Nails
14. “Parcheezi”/The Coathangers
15. “U.S. Blues”/The Grateful Dead
16. “Puff and Bunny”/Xiu Xiu
17. “Oh, Cheri”/Defiance, Ohio
18. “Hot Bat”/Man Man
19. “Art Bitch”/CSS
20. “Aureole”/Jacob Druckman

22.9.08

The Recurrence of Glam

It all started with Little Richard in the 1950’S, America’s first queen of rock music. That pop sensibility combined with the way that England ate up American trends in music, and you have the art obsessed, trendy suit, pop conscienced Mods, who followed Little Richard’s moves, by wearing mascara and lacquering their hair down.

By the time the Swinging Sixties were over, the Mods were gone, and in their place were Glam rockers. The movement, led by the Americans with Alice Cooper, the New York Dolls, Lou Reed, and in England by Marc Bolan and T. Rex, David Bowie, and Brian Eno, was a revolt against the free love of the hippies, the social concern of the folkies and the political rockers; Glam was about surface and excess.

It’s hard to determine where exactly Glam started, as the movement happened nearly simultaneously on both sides of the ocean. In America, Alice Cooper took the direction of L.A. managers’ suggestions and started wearing glitter makeup and sequined shirts and platforms merely to create a scandal. On the other side of the coast the New York Dolls, when not so fucked up on drugs that they couldn’t play, could actually string together a few chords, they were mediocre at best and were more of a sensation not based on actual skill but because they were a straight drag band. The Dolls’ only hits were in controversy, at first as a “gay band” then, after Malcolm McLaren (later the brains behind the Sex Pistols and punk music) arrived as a producer, he tried changing the controversy from queer to communist, having the band appear in oublic in red leather clothes and draped in Russian and Chinese flags, hoping to rile patriotic Americans.

At this same time, also in New York, Lou Reed’s David Bowie-produced album Transformer showed up in April of 1972. The album, arguably one of the greatest releases, celebrates the seedy side of life in New York, prostitution, underground homosexuality, drug use, heroin, and sadism. Reed’s focus on these sleazy subjects ensured that his album would not receive much commercial attention, but in the music world, it blew up. Glam, in America, was everywhere and the “happening” thing.

Around this time in England, Brian Eno joined Roxy Music and manipulated sounds through a synthesizer switchboard. His take on this was to do it in a feather boa, platform shoes and glitter makeup. Internal struggles saw him kicked out/leaving the band and his next project, with similar sound manipulation duties was with King Crimson. After a few albums with Crimson, he left shortly, working merely as a producer, but during this period in the early seventies, his moonlighting career saw him producing David Bowie, who promptly took the bit of wearing makeup and implied bisexuality in his own side band the Spiders From Mars.

Yet during all of this, Marc Bolan’s T. Rex was wearing frocks, dancing with each other on stage, and singing weird, layered, heavily dense songs about space age love and boy toys. You see how this all happening at once, nearly simultaneously, makes the origins of Glam rock difficult to trace. It is easier to follow as many bands simply imploded or were destroyed by excess in sex or drugs, killed in simple accidents or went solo/in a different direction.

Eno later produced Lou Reed’s album Berlin as well as David Bowie’s Berlin trilogy at HANSA Studios in Berlin. Also produced here, by Eno, were the sessions for Achtung, Baby by U2 as well as the Bowie-produced Iggy Pop album The Idiot (unfortunately, HANSA Studios are now defunct, the last recording session ever commited to tape being Einstgurzende Neubaten.

After Glam, punk came, followed in the Eighties by New Wave, which was then followed by a queercore movement in the early Nineties (not the singer-songwriter stuff, the band oriented stuff) by bands such as Mindless Self Indulgence and Placebo, who were influenced more by Bowie’s Glam albums than by anything else.

At this time, the movie Velvet Goldmine (name taken from a Bowie song about the joys of making out with another man) chronicles a parallel timeline with fictionalized bands and people whose origins are obvious. Jack Fairy is Brian Eno. Curt Wild is at first an Iggy Pop reference (wild stage presence) but becomes a Lou Reed reference (underwent EST as a child because of sexual promiscuity and interest, as well as the connections to Brian Eno/Jack Fairy). Brian Slade is David Bowie. Slade’s band, The Venus in Furs, is a direct reference to a Lou Reed song when he was in the Velvet Underground. Placebo play a band like the Damned, interested in cabaret, but still punk with gothic tendencies.

I also would like to point out that Alice Cooper is copied by Marilyn Manson almost to a tee. Alice Cooper was originally the band name, then he took the name himself and went solo. Marilyn Manson and the Spooky Kids was the band that Brian Warner fronted then became Marilyn Manson and the Spooky kids took different names like Gidget Gein, etc. My Father, who was an Alice Cooper fan, saw the Marilyn Manson scare-craze in the mid-Nineties as ridiculous because things that Manson did that were played up in the media, like animal abuse, Satanic practices, etc., were all things that Alice Cooper got played up for in the Seventies.

Music seems cyclical. I think we’re headed for a New Wave phase. I’m just gonna be tuning up a lap steel, cos that’s the next logical step for “hip, indie bands” to take.

Stand Out Films: Velvet Goldmine, Hedwig and The Angry Inch, Rocky Horror Picture Show

25.8.08

Monday Mixtape No. 7

1. “1 Ghosts I”/Nine Inch Nails
2. “Small Talk At 125th and Lenox”/Gil Scott-Heron
3. “8 Ghosts I”/Nine Inch Nails
4. “Music For Strings, Percussion, and Celesta, Movement 3, Adagio”/Bela Bartok
5. “I Ain’t Got No Heart”/Frank Zappa
6. “Let’s Dance To Joy Division”/The Wombats
7. “Your Name Is…”/Micah Dalton
8. “Of Angels and Angles”/The Decemberists
9. “How Do You Tell A Child That Someone Has Died”/The Black Lips
10. “Diamond Dogs”/Beck
11. “Very Flexible”/Sarandon
12. “Lady Godiva’s Operation”/Velvet Underground
13. “Aly, Walk With Me”/The Raveonettes
14. “Raga Piloo”/Ravi Shankar
15. “Follow The Drinking Gourd”/Wynton Marsalis
16. “It Feels Alright”/The Black Lips
17. “Laughter In The Dark”/A Hawk and A Hacksaw
18. “Touch of Grey”/The Grateful Dead

4.8.08

Portishead-Third

It’s been over a decade since Portishead released their second album, Portishead, and they’ve been sorely missed. The austerity, the haunting quality of Beth Gibbons voice, the machine gun quality of the looped percussion, all are superb examples of the very best of Portishead. Driving at night is the best time and place to listen to this album, swooping in and out of curves, gliding through mist caused by the day long heat and humidity of an evening rain.

Originally put together under a government grant, Geoff Barrow, a tape operator in a recording studio, Beth Gibbons, a local pub singer, and Adrian Utley, a jazz-trained guitarist of the highest caliber, filmed an espionage tinged film and recorded the soundtrack themselves for Go! Beat Records.

Trip-hop, they are not, though the trip-hop bands that emerged in their wake were most definitely based or influenced by the band, and the sound is easily recognizable in the programmed beats and vocals eerily laced within string arrangements and guitar melodies. Probably one of the best albums released this year.

Stand Out Tracks: “Hunter”, “Nylon Smile”, “The Rip”, “We Carry On”, “Deep Water”, “Machine Gun”

Monday Mixtape, No. 6

1. “Chief Inspector Blancheflower”/ The Fiery Furnaces
2. “Firestarter”/ Prodigy
3. “Amazing Kids Doing Amazing Shit”/ Antsy Pants
4. “Jazz From Hell”/ Frank Zappa
5. “Hook and Line”/ The Kills
6. “Police Blood Sweater Vow”/ The Fiery Furnaces
7. “33 Ghosts IV”/ Nine Inch Nails
8. “I’m Sleeping In A Submarine”/ Arcade Fire
9. “Invention In Twelve Tones”/ Otto Leuning
10. “Romantic Rights”/ Death From Above 1979
11. “I Wanna Be Your Lover”/ Yo La Tengo
12. “Snows of Fujiyama”/ Henry Cowell
13. “It’s Not Effective”/ The Foxglove Hunt
14. “Top Yourself”/ The Raconteurs
15. “Tall Grass”/ Bombadil
16. “Bachianas Brasilieras #5: Movement 2: Dansa (Martelo): Allegretto”/ Luis Villa-Lobos
17. “P.S. I Love You But I Don’t Miss You”/ The Blood Arm
18. “Cold Hands”/ The Black Lips
19. “Black Keyboard”/ Xiu Xiu
20. “Willie”/ Cat Power
21. “Come Around”/ M.I.A.

29.7.08

Monday Mixtape No. 5

1. “I Wanna Hold Your Hand”/ The Beatles
2. “Forks and Knives (La Fete)”/ Beirut
3. “(Oedipus Rex) Act 2, Movement 4: Trivium, Trivium, Trivium!…pavesco subito, Iocasta”/ Igor Stravinsky
4. “The Wizard”/ Bat For Lashes
5. “Sam’s Town (Abbey Road Version)”/ The Killers
6. “Pull Out”/ Death From Above 1979
7. “Attention”/ The Raconteurs
8. “(Concerto for Orchestra) Movement 1:Introduccione: Andante Non Troppo - Allegro Vivace”/ Bela Bartok
9. “28 Ghosts IV”/ Nine Inch Nails
10. “Black and Gold”/ Sam Sparro
11. “The Dark of The Matinee”/ Franz Ferdinand
12. “Going Numb”/ Tin Cup Prophette
13. “Tangram”/ Hope Lee
14. “Evolution (And Flashback)”/ Gil Scott-Heron
15. “Truckin’”/ The Grateful Dead
16. “Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door”/ Antony and The Johnsons

The Kills-U.R.A. Fever

21.7.08

Monday Mixtape No. 4

1. “Shores of California”/ The Dresden Dolls
2. “Steak For Chicken”/ The Moldy Peaches
3. “This Heart’s On Fire”/ Wolf Parade
4. “Sarah”/ Bat For Lashes
5. “Apache”/ The Shadows
6. “Boys In The Band”/ The Libertines
7. “Scheherezade: Movement 3: The Young Prince and The Young Princess”/ Rimsky-Korsakov
8. “Yellow Submarine”/ The Beatles
9. “Pitter Patter Goes My Heart”/ Broken Social Scene
10. “I’ll Find You In Ohio”/ Micah Dalton
11. “Ceremonial Fanfare”/ Aaron Copland
12. “I’m Amazed”/ The Pixies
13. “Ameriques”/ Edgar Varese
14. “Moonflight”/ Otto Leuning

15.7.08

Radiohead-House of Cards

This was shot completely without cameras video or film...they used hyper-sensitive lasers and mapped the images out on a computer...

Mixtape No. 3 (sorry, not much time to review things as of now)

1. “Humans”/ Islands
2. “Moment of Clarity/ Jay-Z + The Beatles
3. “Glamorous Indie Rock and Roll”/ The Killers
4. “I Had A Dream I Died”/ Le Loup
5. “Goodnight, Demonslayer”/ Voltaire
6. “Promise”/ Cocorosie
7. “Hunter”/ Portishead
8. “30 Ghosts IV”/ Nine Inch Nails
9. “Blood On Our Hands (Justice Remix)”/ Death From Above 1979
10. “Oh Polyanna”/ William F. Gibbs
11. “Take Me Out”/ Franz Ferdinand
12. “10 A.M. Automatic”/ The Black Keys
13. “Bone Machine”/ The Pixies
14. “Tell Her Tonight”/ Franz Ferdinand
15. “History”/ Tenacious D
16. “A Buzz, A Buzz”/ Bombadil
17. “Breakdown”/ Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers
18. “Tsuxiit”/ Islands
19. “Box of Rain”/ The Grateful Dead
20. “Go Home, Get Down”/ Death From Above 1979
21. “The Saga”/ The Libertines

14.7.08

Mixtape Monday No. 2

1. “Snakes and Martyrs”/ TV On The Radio
2. “The Love Song”/ Marilyn Manson
3. “36 Ghosts IV”/ Nine Inch Nails
4. “Modern World”/ Wolf Parade
5. “Darts of Pleasure”/ Franz Ferdinand
6. “Music Is My Hot Hot Sex”/ CSS
7. “Tell Her Tonight”/ Franz Ferdinand
8. “Banana Ghost”/ Man Man
9. “Romeo and Juliet”/ The Killers
10. “Easy Tiger”/ Depeche Mode
11. “Bloody Twins”/ Cocorosie
12. “35 Ghosts IV”/ Nine Inch Nails
13. Expect The Worst”/ Defiance, Ohio
14. “Inside Me”/ The Jesus and Mary Chain
15. “Vamos”/ The Pixies
16. “Carolina Drama”/ The Raconteurs
17. “The Most Exalted Potentate of Love”/ Queens of The Stone Age
18. “Shankill Butchers”/ The Decemberists
19. “The Hardest Walk”/ The Jesus and Mary Chain
20. “The Desperate Man”/ The Black Keys
21. “The Beautiful People/ Marilyn Manson
22. “Shut The Fuck Up”/ The Coathangers
23. “Sunshine”/ Cocorosie
24. “Femme Fatale”/ The Velvet Underground
25. “The Bronze”/ Queens of The Stone Age
26. “Hard Fucking”/ Tenacious D

10.7.08

The Kills-Midnight Boom

This album sounds like a weekend when your significant other leaves town. “U.R.A. Fever” has a duet, sounds kinda upbeat, kinda down, and by the time “Cheap and Cheerful” stutters into place with a guitar and VV’s cough, clearing the nicotine out of her lungs, it’s all about the heavy drinking and dancing.

From here, “Tape Song” gently glides us down to “Getting Down” and “Last Day of Magic”, sounding like the promise you make to yourself to “stop having fun” but you know you can’t keep, dancing and drinking and partying. “Hook and Line” has the same rollicking feel of a sedated Yeah Yeah Yeahs song, even though the Kills have been at this sound since before the three Y. “Black Balloon” has some melancholy, maybe starting to miss your significant other, but by the time “M.E.X.I.C.O.C.U.” comes on, you’ve met up with your friends and they’ve all brought X, coke, and cheap beer.

“Sour Cherry” has a heavy backbeat and those infectious handclaps that are there to let you know that this album is about dancing and singing along with band. “Alphabet Pony” has the sound of a thrown together, slow, cheap and drunken night out, with thrown together nonsense lyrics and a few good laughs. Add a synth drumbeat and a raunchy guitar/bass line, and you have a mix for a good single. “What New York Used To Be” has the sound of a broken amplifier and “Wooo Wooo” chorus, that comes off as creepy and disturbing, and the final track, “Good Night Bad Morning” is a slow, almost ballad to the night before looking back from the day after.

All in all, the album is a grungy-poppy ode to good times and good memories. From stuttering guitar intros and the cough that won’t leave, the album veers drunkenly between a nasty blooze album and a bubblegum-pop idealization of reckless fun, dirty drinks and the taste of cigarettes in your mouth. Definitely better than previous releases, the band has really owned up to their sound and grown into a beautiful personification of having a night out dancing and drinking with friends. Much better than the triple Y; Karen O even took her stage presence and style from VV, though the YYY’s fans keep forgetting that. Or maybe they’re just too young to remember…

Stand Out Tracks: “Cheap and Cheerful”, “Getting Down”, “Last Day of Magic”, “Hook and Line”, “Sour Cherry”, “Alphabet Pony”, “What New York Used To Be”

9.7.08

Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds-Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!

The dirty, swirling, grinding organ that accompanies the majority of this album’s tracks places this albums somewhere between the mid-70’s and early 80’s. The random use of Farfisa and Wurlitzer organs and keyboards make the band sound like some staggering 60’s psychedelic, art-rock band (read as the Doors). Much of the lyrics for the album include the swaggering, sex-driven lyrics of a cock-rock band, but some lyrics work as softer, arty ballads, more in line with the Bad Seeds circa 1994 (think Let Love In).

Where have all the swaggering, coke-addled, sex-fueled rockstars gone? Hopefully this album says nowhere. What’s missing from the music scene now is that older generation of which Nick Cave is quickly becoming, the generation that lets us know that there is nothing wrong with a little cock in our rock, a little drugs in our music. It puts the bump in our grind and makes us quiver in anticipation, luridly awaiting the sex and drugs in our rock and roll like a bunch of gibbering masturbating fanatics. And this is exactly where any good “fan-atic” should be when listening to music: greedily awaiting the next set of lyrics and ready to gobble down the chorus like some sweet sweet candy.

We need people unafraid to make albums that seem almost too ridiculous to conceive, like a concept album based around Lazarus: without depravation, there can be no redemption, and with no redemption there is no point in a concept album. This theme of redemption carries over from the classical music that spawned the rock opera. In opera, the theme of indemnification upon a main character is evident in the “classic” rock operas: Tommy, The Wall, and now, Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!.

These albums usually turn out pretty much just okay, but this album has only one way to be described and that is (in my humble opinion) fucking awesome. It’s good, it flows, and best of all, none of the tracks fall into the “skippable” list. I actually want to sit through all of the tracks on the album and love listening to every song. This is a rare thing; to date the only albums that have this effect on me are: Rated R, Songs For The Deaf, Ariadne Thread, Gulag Orkestar, and now Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!

Give it a listen and see what I mean.

Also, other than the obvious New Testament reference, see if you can spot references to Oedipus, Odysseus, and Leopold Bloom.

Stand Out Tracks: “Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!”, “Today’s Lesson”, “Moonland”, “We Call Upon The Author”, “Lie Down Here (& Be My Girl)”, “More News From Nowhere”

8.7.08

The Killers-Sawdust

As stated previously with the Dresden Dolls’ album No, Virginia, the sign of a band on the way to hiatus is when they release a greatest hits compilation or a “here’s all of our songs that we cut from our album” album. Either that or they are an older band looking to make more money. Since the latter rules out the Killers, the assumption that I am making is that they have backed themselves into a sound that they cannot write new material in. Either that or they write music that they cannot recognize as better with this new material; most of the tracks from the Sam’s Town sessions are better than any of the songs that the band actually included on the album. This means that they cut songs that were better from the album. Why? Did they actually have the songs then? Or is this some attempt at tricking their audience?

Even the Abbey Road mix of the title song for Sam’s Town sounds better than the mix that was included on the album.

If you like the Killers’ sound, then you will like this, as it is more of their same retro-80’s rock, with some surprising country sounds, like on “Ruby, Don’t Take Your Love To Town”, and the reworked styling of 80’s music on “Where The White Boys Dance”. The song “Romeo and Juliet” has a lyrical flow that is suspiciously close to a Lou Reed song, and Lou Reed actually makes an appearance on the first track, “Tranquilize”. His part is barely audible and, after listening, seems like it was only done as a marketing trick to grab hardcore Lou Reed fans like myself into buying same-old same-old regurgitated “alternative” bands’ mediocre mixes. I am hard on this album, but not without reason: I bought all three albums and liked the first one, was disappointed by their second (I expected them to change their sound, even if only a little. They had such promise…), and remain unimpressed with the third.

If a band is going to make a living as “artists” then the band should be willing to push their sound into as many new sonic terrains as possible, whether or not the fans understand or not. I understand that this is uncommon for bands on majors, but the way that most music business is, it seems to follow that indie labels would take a cue from majors, thus a “trickle down” effect on music industry. A label is a label, regardless of its financial backing ability or patronage ability, and it is up to the artists who have signed the contract to push the borders of their musical ability and push the limits of their talent.

I may be a hypocrite; I would sign on and milk a cash cow as long as I could, but the difference between myself and a band like the Killers, is that if they did something that their label did not like on the second one (imagine if the second Killers album sounded like an Animal Collective album) then the label might drop them. They could then, more than likely, parley their previous success into signing with an indie and keeping a good portion of their fan base, given the fact that, indie or major, a label still wants to sell and expose the people that they have contracts and agreements with.

That said, the Killers have turned into one of the most predictable, pussy bands within recent memory.

Stand Out Tracks: “Tranquilize (Featuring Lou Reed)”, “Where The White Boys Dance”, “Glamorous Indie Rock and Roll”, “Ruby, Don’t Take Your Love To Town”, “Romeo and Juliet”

7.7.08

Xiu Xiu-Women As Lovers

It is no surprise that the band Xiu Xiu used the title of one of Elfriede Jelinek’s darker novels as the title of their own album: at times the album drifts between darkly sexual themes and lyrics, while at others the music itself seems like a guide in surreal wanderings through a bleak unconsciousness. Specifically in “In Lust You Can Hear The Axe Fall” the lyrics seem to wander and become obsessed upon certain patterns of thought (“Cut love me into your breast/ Crush a pastry into your breast”), focused on discordant themes in the music and violently erotic vocal phrasings.

With the help of the instrumentation, the band creates a sense of dream-like ambience, as if in a Bunuel film. This atmosphere is created through the use of misplaced horns, swirling patterns in the melodic, very light rhythmic percussion, stereo manipulations, and effects that force themselves over the vocals, causing a subconscious “understanding” rather than actual listening. Even when the vocals are heard, the Burroughsian content and phrasing makes the listener “zone out” and experience the entirety of a song.

Certain structures are inherent to music and specifically popular music; structures such as “verse-chorus-verse” or the Nashville chord chart of “I-IV-V”. Xiu Xiu seems to exist outside of these structures, which gives this album the feel of David Bowie’s Low, in which the listener is left not knowing when one track is over and when the next has begun. This album works to break down a preconceived notion of structure that is taken for granted as being in existence in “rock music”. Rather than explaining or qualifying this album with other music, it would be more effective to use art or literature to qualify the feel of the album: Dali, Bunuel, Burroughs, Jelinek, and Barth associate with this album more readily than other bands or musicians.

Stand Out Tracks: “I Do What I Want, When I Want”, “In Lust You Can Hear The Axe Fall”, “Under Pressure (Featuring Michael Gira)”, “You Are Pregnant You, You Are Dead”, “White Nerd”

Mixtape Monday No. 1

1. “There She Goes”/ Babyshambles
2. “Premonition”/ Cococoma
3. “What More Can I Say”/ Jay-Z + The Beatles
4. “Walk Like An Egyptian”/ The Puppini Sisters
5. “That’s My DJ”/ Girl Talk
6. “Alphabet Pony”/ The Kills
7. “ When You’re Evil”/ Voltaire
8. “22 Ghosts III”/ Nine Inch Nails
9. “Dio”/ Tenacious D
10. “Remember Mavis?”/ Sarandon
11. “Ask About Me”/ Girl Talk
12. “Greyhound Bus”/ The Moldy Peaches
13. “Miracle”/ Cocorosie
14. “Nature Springs”/ The Good, The Bad, and The Queen
15. “The Wizard”/ Bat For Lashes
16. “Campaign of Hate”/ The Libertines
17. “Tire Swing”/ Kimya Dawson
18. “Cold Hands”/ The Black Lips
19. “The Life Highrise”/ The Foxglove Hunt
20. “Five On The Five”/ The Raconteurs
21. “21 Ghosts III”/ Nine Inch Nails
22. “I Heard Her Call My Name”/ The Velvet Underground
23. “ She Uses Love Like A Cuss Word”/ Micah Dalton
24. “Night School”/ Frank Zappa
25. “Gayle Lynn”/ Xiu Xiu

4.7.08

The Moldy Peaches-The Moldy Peaches

The Moldy Peaches album The Moldy Peaches displays interesting use of sophomoric humor, degenerate lyrics, clumsy instrumentation, and even worse recording technique. Most songs are clipped before the sound on the track has finished its decay and are noticeably cut in places. The inept way that Dawson plays the guitar shows just how far a person can go on two guitar lessons. The off-key mumblings of Green combine with Dawson’s inability to hit or sustain a note or tone for very long to make this album, and group, the idiot savant of music.

Maybe I am being too harsh, as there are worse bands to listen to. The lo-fi recording quality doesn’t bother me; I like Pavement. The jangly, rambling nature of the music doesn’t distract me; I like Panda Bear. Maybe it’s the sudden acceptance and success of such an untalented band that makes me cringe and reach for the bullshit button. Just because a couple of tracks are used in a semi-well written movie with an unoriginal plot (Our children are having sex?! Oh noes!!11!!) is what grates on my nerves.

I do like a few songs on the album, not all nineteen. There are in fact, only four listenable tracks on this entire album to me. In my opinion the band should have released an EP and called it a day. But there is a nagging sense of maybe there is some talent here; and then they talk about shaking a turd out of their pants. Great, nevermind.

Stand Out Tracks: “Downloading Porn With Dave”, “Anyone Else But You”, “Who’s Got The Crack?”, “NYC’s Like A Graveyard”

3.7.08

The Raveonettes-Lust Lust Lust

The Raveonettes’ new album Lust Lust Lust is drenched in 60’s psychedelic pop only with feedback and distortion emanating from every track. I hate people that give descriptions that are about to follow, as they give no credit to the band that is being described, but bear with me: Lust Lust Lust sounds like Petula Clark were fronting the Jesus and Mary Chain and Phil Spector tried producing an album in the style of Steve Albini. There, I said it.

In all seriousness, the surf-pop styling of Sunn Rose Wagner and the smoothly sexy vocals of Sharin Foo combine to create a garage-rock, surf-pop, Girl Group-sounding recording. Several tracks have that anthemic build during the choruses, like the Jesus and Mary Chain, most of the tracks have some bastardized technique reminiscent of Dick Dale, William Reid, and Link Wray. Wagner’s own voice sounds at times effeminate and softly inviting, and at times husky and drunk, as if a character from a Bukowski novel, if not Bukowski himself.

I own the duo’s two previous albums and can say with certainty that the band’s sound has definitely developed over the last few years, aging and changing, the only constant being the inclusion of feedback and distortion. A new direction that might be undertaken by the band would most likely include organs or keyboards, though most likely heavily over-driven organ, just based on the amount of sound and sustain can be achieved with relative ease on such an instrument.

Stand Out Tracks: “Lust”, “Black Satin”, “Blush”, “You Want The Candy”, “Blitzed”, “Sad Transmission”, “Honey, I Never Had You”

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The Dresden Dolls - No, Virginia

The Dresden Doll’s fourth album, third studio album No, Virginia attempts to collect the studio extras that were cut from Yes, Virginia studio sessions early 2007. Even without this tidbit of information, the album sounds like it: Palmer’s voice sounds ragged and sick on the first two tracks, several tracks have misplaced notes, and some of the songs, quite frankly, suck. Even though the band is known for Amanda Palmer’s huskier, deeper, smoky vocals, the first two tracks, “Dear Jenny” and “Night Reconnaissance”, she sounds like she is getting over a cold and she has been singing for ten hours. Neither situation should be attempted in a studio release, but combined it makes for a poor vocal recording and is quite distracting.

I myself prefer deeper smokier voices, especially from female vocalists, but there is a difference between sounding husky and sounding laryngitic. In a few other tracks Palmer plays obviously misplaced notes, which would be fine if these were part of their first studio album, as the album attempted to sound like a cabaret performance in a studio setting. But the second studio album, of which these are part of, did not. In fact, I would say that Yes, Virginia worked to polish the sound of the Dresden Dolls, which made me not like it until after the first three or four listens. I preferred the first album, but now like both. However, after working to perfect one’s sound, it does no good to tread upon already tread ground, especially as an artistic enterprise. Maybe they could have focused a little bit more on Viglione’s skill at playing drums and guitar/bass at the same time, which was only done once, in “Gardener”. I understand that there has to be the song material for it to be recorded, but the point remains: move in another direction before you dry up what creative juices are there.

If I were to guess, given Amanda’s last solo tour, Brian’s session work with Nine Inch Nails, and this last-ditch effort at releasing tracks cut from the last album, this band will soon “go on hiatus” or break up. It seems that there just isn’t any more song material for the band to take on, which saddens me. I’ve loved this band since I heard their album and have continued to see them live whenever the opportunity arose and buy interesting merchandise, as well as their albums. Hopefully I’m wrong, but probably I’m right.

Stand Out Tracks: “Lonesome Organist Rapes Page Turner”, “Boston”

MGMT - Oracular Spectacular

MGMT’s debut album, Oracular Spectacular, is a gurgling electronic-pop masterpiece. The album opens with “Time To Pretend”, a tongue-in-cheek travel through a celebrity’s life, but only the imagined life of a celebrity, existing in tabloid-like interjections of what’s happening: “I’ll move to Paris/ Do some heroin/ and fuck with the stars”, “Move to an island/ With the cocaine/ and the elegant cars”, “This is our decision/ To live fast and die young/ We’ve got the vision/ Now let’s have some fun” and “Yeah it’s overwhelming/ But what else can we do/ Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?”. These sound bites of glamorous debauchery are exactly what a teenager might expect from a celebrity, or at least read about one in a supermarket check out. These mini-headlines continue through the supposed life of a celebrity, through asphyxiation (read as choking on vomit), but also going through the imagined steps of a lifestyle disconnected from everyone and everything that the star might know: missing childhood memories, missing family members, missing money problems.

The album itself speaks to a need for return to the natural state; this in itself is ironic considering the wholly unnatural sound of the album: the vocals are mired in reverb and chorus, the instrumentation is steeped in flange, chorus, and reverb, which include even the drums. The lyrics “I miss the playground/and the animals/ and digging up worms/ I miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world”, “I miss my sister/ miss my father/ miss my dog and my home” all point to a return to a state of being that precedes the current age. “Once I was too lazy to bathe/ or try to make a change/ now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch/ and I don’t have to love or think too much” also refer to moving from interconnectedness, not necessarily civilization, but from globalization and commercialization, moving back to the wild, and being able to sustain and rely on yourself.

In fact, every track on the album includes some vague reference to “starting over” or “missing better days” (read as a longing for primitivism) except for “Pieces of What”, the only track with a natural sound: voice (heavily reverbed) and an acoustic guitar. Every other track has gurgling organs, reverb laced vocals and flanged instrumentation, but speaks of primitivism, and the one track with basic instrumentation has the vague lines of “Waiting to pick up the pieces that make it all alright/ Pieces of What/ Pieces of What/ Doesn’t matter anymore”. Vagaries in this natural state seem to imply that the band is mocking their own view. It implies that, maybe once they have returned to a natural state, that they may not know what to expect or do when they get there. Or worse yet, that they may actually miss the technological globalization that they longed to leave behind, much as the character did in “Time To Pretend”.

Stand Out Tracks: “Time To Pretend”, “Weekend Wars”, “Electric Feel”, “Future Reflections”