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Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Toro Y Moi - Freaking Out EP

Album Review
Pitchfork
September 12, 2011
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Freaking Out EP













Now that there's little choice but to treat chillwave as an actual genre, it's at risk of the same kind of restrictive codification that's strangled so many of its predecessors. The word has come to mean a specific style-- glowing electronic pop that calls to mind faded photographs. But what initially drew comparisons between such groups as Washed Out, Neon Indian, and Memory Tapes wasn't such an easily identifiable set of musical signifiers. As with most category names that stick, chillwave was a feeling.

There's no better example of the genre's catholic origins than Toro Y Moi mastermind Chaz Bundick. Last year's Causers of This established Toro Y Moi as one of the mini-scene's leading figures, with the post-crash economic reality of lead single "Blessa" ("I found a job, I do it fine/ Not what I want, but still I try") aligning the album with Neon Indian's "Deadbeat Summer" and Washed Out's High Times-- and Bundick's full-length debut had a warmly nostalgic electro-R&B aesthetic, to boot. But by then he had already released 2009's Body Angles tape, which, yeah, presaged Causers with synthy closer "Timed Pleasure", but mostly emphasized scuzzy guitars. And Bundick has said he actually recorded this year's garage-pop "Leave Everywhere" single in 2006. In the meantime, he's given us straight-up dance (his Les Sins project) and an album that expands on the atmospheric funk of Causers using a lusher, more organic instrumental palette (this year's Underneath the Pine).

The definition of chillwave may have to expand yet again. Memory Tapes' solid if disappointing follow-up to 2009's zeitgeist-capturing Seek Magic had more in common than with the sound of this Internet-born subset, but Bundick, along with Neon Indian and Washed Out, continues to embody its spirit, which was always more body-oriented than detractors would care to admit. With the Freaking Out EP, Bundick moves from vaguely funky 1980s-tinged makeout jams to more explicitly funky 80s-tinged dancefloor jams-- think Chromeo. The change isn't as successful as his best work, but it still makes for a plenty rewarding between-albums EP.

Advance mp3 "Saturday Love"-- a cover of a 1985 Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis production for R&B singers Cherrelle and Alexander O'Neal-- is the highlight here, with its sweetly catchy days-of-the-week hook, tinkling two-finger piano, and thwacking neo-new jack swing drum programming. Yearning, bass-limber opener "All Alone" and finger-snapping dance finale "I Can Get Love" even share the strobe-like keyboards present on much of Causers-- the last song has that post-Dilla crackle, too. And "Sweet" applies the chopped up vocals and hazy incandescence of that album to further 80s-style R&B. "Take it easy," Bundick soothes on the title track, another uptempo floor-filler. "Don't worry anymore... Calm down." I mean, how much more chillwave can you get, right?

Monday, August 29, 2011

New Wavves: "I Wanna Meet Dave Grohl"

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August 29, 2011
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Life Sux, the new EP from Wavves, is out September 20 on Nathan Williams' own Ghost Ramp imprint. "I Wanna Meet Dave Grohl", a song from that EP, premiered last night on MTV's new scripted series "I Just Want My Pants Back". Wavves is serving as "guest composer" for the first season of the series.

MTV is offering the track up for free download on their website. In addition to Life Sux cuts, the "I Just Want My Pants Back" score will also include 20 original compositions."
Catch Wavves on tour this fall with Fucked Up.

Hurricane Irene Wreaks Havoc on Live Music

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Pitchfork
August 26, 2011
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(double byline with Amy Phillips)

With Hurricane Irene making its way up the East Coast this weekend, as many as 55 million people are predicted to fall into its path, according to The New York Times. Music fans, of course, are no exception. Weather concerns have forced organizers to cancel or postpone a number of concerts and festivals, including scheduled performances by the Walkmen, the Roots, Janelle Monáe, Santigold, Das Racist, Toro Y Moi, Cee-Lo Green, CANT, Q-Tip, Male Bonding, Ted Leo, Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings, School of Seven Bells, Matt & Kim, Talib Kweli, and many others.

"I cannot stress this highly enough," President Barack Obama said today in a press conference in Washington, DC, as quoted by Reuters. "If you are in the projected path of this hurricane, you have to take precautions now. Don't wait. Don't delay."

A list of selected music events affected by the storm is below. Stay tuned to the Village Voice's Sound of the City blog for the latest NYC-area live music updates.

Pukkelpop Festival Sets Up Fund for Victims

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Pitchfork
August 26, 2011
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The Pukkelpop Festival in Belgium has established an independent private foundation to benefit victims of last week's fatal stage collapse and their families. As reported on Wednesday, the latest estimates from Billboard put the death toll at five and the number of people injured at more than 140.Those who wish to help can transfer their donation to the bank account of the 'Steunfonds Slachtoffers Pukkelpopstorm' (Support Fund for the Victims of the Pukkelpop Storm). The fund's account number is 001-6498434-92, and the IBAN/BIC for international bank transfers is IBAN: BE12 0016 4984 3492 // BIC: GEBA BEBB.
Pukkelpop notes that the entirety of every donation will go to the victims, with none of the money going to the Pukkelpop organization. Though the fund will be independent, Pukkelpop says that festival organizers are prepared to "provide the fund with the practical support it needs," according to a post on the festival's website. "Everyone taking part in the establishment and operation of the fund-- now and in the future-- is doing so from a sense of social engagement on an unpaid volunteer basis."

New Charlotte Gainsbourg: "White Telephone"

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August 26, 2011
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Charlotte Gainsbourg has given away a new track, "White Telephone" to subscribers of the French newspaper Courrier International. Magicrpm is streaming the audio now. It appears that "White Telephone" will appear on Gainsbourg's 2xLP of live and unreleased material, Stage Whisper, which arrives November 8 on Because Music/Elektra. Gainsbourg is also set to issue the Terrible Angels EP September 6. Yesterday, we posted the video for the title track from the EP.

Watch St. Vincent Perform New Songs Live

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Pitchfork
August 26, 2011
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Last night, St. Vincent performed a special concert at New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art. As Consequence of Sound points out, Annie Clark and her band performed several tracks from their forthcoming album Strange Mercy, due September 13 in the U.S. and Sept. 12 in the UK via 4AD.

Below, check out live clips of three previously unreleased songs from the album ("Cheerleader", "Champagne Year", and "Year of the Tiger") plus advance single "Surgeon". And watch the official video for "Cruel" over here.

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LCD Soundsystem, Vampire Weekend, Fleet Foxes, Feist on "World Cafe" Anniversary Comp

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Pitchfork
August 25, 2011
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The NPR program "World Cafe" has broadcasted live performances and interviews for two decades from WXPN in Philadelphia. To celebrate the occasion, they are releasing Live at the World Cafe, 20th Anniversary Edition, a new compilation of tracks selected from the show's history. The comp features contributions from LCD Soundsystem, Vampire Weekend, Fleet Foxes, Beach House, the National, the Decemberists, Feist, Coldplay, Adele, and many others.The compilation is available in exchange for donations to WXPN. The 2xCD version and a commemorative T-shirt can be bought for $144 or $12 a month. A limited 2XLP vinyl edition of the release is available to WXPN members only with a $100 gift, or to new members with a $365 pledge.

Below, we've got the comp's tracklist. WXPN will also commemorate the 20th anniversary of "World Cafe" with a weekend celebration from October 28-30 at World Cafe Live in Philadelphia. The October 29 performance will be co-headlined by Feist and Robbie Robertson.

Mark Sultan Collaborates With Black Lips, Prepares Two New Albums, and More

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Pitchfork
August 25, 2011
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With a barrage of planned new releases, Mark Sultan embodies the word "prolific." First off, the Canadian garage-rocker (also known as the "BBQ" half of the King Khan & BBQ Show) has two new LPs on the way. Whatever I Want and Whenever I Want are set to arrive in a limited color vinyl run this October on In the Red. A CD called Whatever/Whenever, culling tracks from both, will follow. Among the collaborators on the albums are members of Black Lips and the Gories. Sultan is issuing three new 7"s, each under a different one of his guises, via his eponymous Sultan Records label. The Livin' My Life EP, released under Sultan's own name, features the title track-- which will appear in an alternate mix on Whatever I Want-- plus two other songs, including a cover of Lee Maye's 1958 song "Pounding". Another 7", recorded in Berlin this past spring, reunites the King Khan & BBQ Show for a new song, "We Are the Ocean", backed with a cover of Syd Barrett's 1970 song "Terrapin". The third is Lucky Day, an EP by the Ding-Dongs, a duo consisting of Sultan and fellow Montreal rock'n'roller Bloodshot Bill.

There's more. Landing soon via Hozac will be a split 7" between Sultan and Black Lips, featuring the Lips' "I Wanna Dance With You" on one side and an alternate version of Whatever I Want's "Song in Grey" on the other.

As if that weren't enough, Sultan is also preparing another new album and a reissue of his 2010 album $ for this spring. And he's also touring. He'll be in South America in the coming weeks and plans to announce more shows later this fall in Canada and the United States, including Puerto Rico.
Check out the tracklists for the albums and a full list of tour dates below, as well as King Khan and BBQ's video for "Invisible Girl".

Jon Stewart to Host Q&A With Former Nirvana Members on Nevermind Anniversary Night

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August 25, 2011
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Nirvana's surviving members will spend the night of Nevermind's 20th anniversary with Jon Stewart. On September 24, "The Daily Show" host will sit down with Krist Novoselic and Dave Grohl, along with Nevermind producer Butch Vig, for a two-hour Q&A session that will be broadcast live on SiriusXM Radio. Subscribers to SiriusXM can enter a contest to attend the Q&A session, and ask questions themselves. "SiriusXM Town Hall With Nirvana" will air at 8 p.m. Eastern on SiriusXM's channel 34, the aptly named Lithium channel.

Pre-Dum Dum Girls Band's Lost LP Released

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Pitchfork
August 25, 2011
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Before Kristin Gundred was calling herself Dee Dee and making fuzzy girl-group garage-pop as Dum Dum Girls, she sang and drummed in San Diego band Grand Ole Party. They released one album, Humanimals, before breaking upin 2009. But they had recorded a second one, titled Under Our Skin, with producer Ben H. Allen (of Animal Collective, Deerhunter, and Gnarls Barkley renown), in 2009. On August 30, DH will finally release that album. Check out the tracklist below, and enter an email address into the widget below to receive an mp3 of opening cut "All Night".

Audio/Video: BBC Concert Orchestra Performs Jonny Greenwood's Norwegian Wood Score

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Pitchfork
August 25, 2011
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Radiohead guitarist Jonny Greenwood's score for the film adaptation of Haruki Murakami's book Norwegian Wood has gone from the movie screen to the concert hall. In March, Nonesuch gave U.S. listeners a chance to get their hands on the soundtrack, as previously reported. And as TKOL Part 2 points out, last weekend, the BBC Concert Orchestra delivered the premiere live performance of a piece of Greenwood's score. It was performed at the Royal Albert Hall in London under conductor Keith Lockhart, who Americans might recognize from the Boston Pops' nationally televised Fourth of July spectacles.


Video of the live premiere is below, via TKOL Part 2. Audio is available to download at 5 Against 4.


One List Wonders

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Pitchfork
August 17, 2011
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One List Wonders

Freelance Hellraiser

"A Stroke of Genius"

[self-released; 2001]


When casual music fans ask me what mash-ups I like, I send them this wonderfully cheeky mind-meld between the powerfully sung come-ons of Christina Aguilera's debut single and the downtown New York down-strokes of the Strokes' "Hard to Explain". Grafting the teen-pop seductress onto the punk-descended classicists back in 2001 was a truly in-genie-us way of exploding the false barriers between chart-pop and indie-rock. More importantly, though, "A Stroke of Genius" works as an excellent pop song in its own right, cleverly predicting the guitar-driven turn that bubblegum pop would take on songs such as Kelly Clarkson's "Since U Been Gone". Created by UK DJ and producer Roy Kerr, who records as Freelance Hellraiser, the song gained mention on Xfm as well as in The Village Voice and The Guardian. Pitchfork ranked it #78 on the Top 500 Tracks of the 2000s.

Unless you have a famously insane live show like Girl Talk, however, it's tough for mash-up producers to get paid. The popularity of "A Stroke of Genius" gave Kerr a chance to do some official work, including remixes for Aguilera, Placebo, and the Verve's Richard Ashcroft. In 2005, he released a collaborative album with Paul McCartney called Twin Freaks. Freelance Hellraiser's album Waiting for Clearance arrived in 2006, featuring the tender, Fatboy Slim-like single "Want You to Know". Kerr joined with Anu Pillai a year later as Kid Gloves, and the duo has written and produced songs for UK electro-pop acts Ladyhawke and Little Boots.

The MFA

"The Difference It Makes (Superpitcher Remix)"

[Kompakt; 2004]


They called themselves the Mother-Fucking Allstars, and indeed, the first record from the UK duo of Alastair Douglas and Rhys Evans brought together the best from different rosters. Following singles from fellow British electronic musicians James Holden and Nathan Fake, the MFA's "The Difference It Makes" was the third release on Holden's Border Community label. With a crisply pulsing beat wrapped in a warm fog of hi-hat, bass, and swelling synths, eventually giving way to a robotic vocal, the track was dance music at its most reassuring. It was also a good fit for the "pop ambient" aesthetic of Cologne-based Kompakt, which wound up reissuing the single as the fifth installment on its Kompakt Pop imprint. The B-side was an extended remix by Superpitcher, aka German producer Aksel Schaufler, who had been catching ears with his own remarkably like-minded brand of glistening, melodic techno.

The two versions of the song shared the #43 spot on Pitchfork's Top 25 Singles of 2005. The track came at a time when Kompakt and a particular strain of welcoming, euphoric electronic dance music had been increasingly gaining attention, as artists like Wolfgang Voigt (aka Gas), Michael Mayer, Thomas Fehlmann, Jürgen Paape, and Justus Köhncke came to symbolize techno for a new set of listeners. In May 2005, New York magazine published a profile of Kompakt entitled "The Modern Lovers", saying the label "has gained much unlikely renown by making techno sort of sweet."

In the following years, records by Kompakt artists like the Field, Gui Boratto, and Matias Aguayo achieved similar success outside of the dance audience. Meanwhile, the MFA put out a handful of other records, culminating in 2009 single "Throw It Back (We Will Destroy You)," but they never quite captured a critical mass the way they did with "The Difference It Makes"; their blogspot page hasn't been updated in almost two years. Superpitcher followed 2004 debut album Here Comes Love with Kilimanjaro in 2010, again on Kompakt, and turned in an mp3 mix for Resident Advisor that same fall. A new Superpitcher track, "White Lightning", appears on Kompakt's new Total 12 compilation, out this week.


J-Kwon

"Tipsy"

[LaFace/So So Def; 2004]


Disclaimer: Teen drinking is still not exactly legal in the States. Yeah, but we have J-Kwon's "Tipsy". With help from production team Trackboyz, the St. Louis rapper conquered the summer of 2004 with this breakout hit from debut album Hood Hop, on Jermaine Dupri's So So Def imprint. At the time, it looked as if both J-Kwon and Trackboyz could conceivably headed for bigger things, as the single topped the U.S. rap chart and hit #2 on the Hot 100, held off only by Usher's "Yeah!", amid not only favorable coverage from the music press but also a glowing Trackboyz profile in the New Yorker. There was so much about the song to like: the goofy spoken-word intro, a clanging beat not far from Clipse's "Grindin'" or Lil Mama's "Lip Gloss", the "e'rybody" local color, the squiggling synths, and even the simplistic yet entertaining Midwestern party rhymes. The song ranked #31 on Pitchfork's Top 50 singles of 2004.

Still, those nursery-rhyme cadences on "Tipsy" indicated some of J-Kwon's shortcomings as a rapper, and he has never been able to match the success of his first hit. Follow-up single "You & Me" failed to crack the top 40, and when J-Kwon issued Hood Hop 2 five years later, it was digital-only. To be fair, that summer's Hood Hop 2.5 was available as a physical release, and it did reach #23 on the U.S. rap chart-- though maybe partly because it included "Tipsy '09". Last year's J-Kwon, which featured no singles, failed to make much of a dent in the public consciousness. "Tipsy" had already done much more, though in that song's case, "semi-consciousness" might be more like it.

Johnny Boy

"You Are the Generation That Bought More Shoes and You Get What You Deserve"

[Vertigo; 2004]


Appropriately for a band that emerged via the Internet and then almost as quickly vanished, not much is known about Johnny Boy. The Liverpool duo consisting of Lolly Hayes and the mysterious Davo released debut single "Johnny Boy Theme", which featured a voice-over from the Martin Scorsese movie that gave the group its name, in 2002. In the latter half of 2004, follow-up single "You Are the Generation That Bought More Shoes and You Get What You Deserve" began to draw attention online. The bum-ba-bum beat and swooning production by Manic Street Preachers' James Dean Bradfield garnered plenty of comparisons to Phil Spector. The memorable title suggested a vague critique of consumerism, but the song itself was pure pop, with girl-group vocals, cascading horns, and endless sea of "baby baby"s and "yeah yeah"s at the song's end (the latter of which you can hear even more prominently on a very fine, very underrated "Crews Against Consumismo Extended Mix"). The cut-and-paste aesthetic on display aligned Johnny Boy with groups like Brighton's the Go! Team and Seattle's United State of Electronica.

In August 2004, "You Are the Generation" cracked #50 in the UK singles chart, and the song eventually landed at #50 on Pitchfork's Top 50 Tracks of 2004. In 2005, the label Wild Kingdom released Johnny Boy's self-titled debut album-- aptly enough, in Sweden, ground zero for expertly sculpted but still youthfully ebullient pop. The full-length came out a year later in the UK, but aside from the two already-familiar singles, it was disappointingly scattered, lacking another track that could pack the emotional punch of the opener. And that was about the last we heard from the group. Johnny Boy's MySpace page is still online and shows the page owner's last login as recent, but for all intents and purposes, Lolly and Davo have disappeared. We were the generation that failed to make this song a world-conquering hit, and I guess we got what we deserved.

The Futureheads

"Hounds of Love" (Kate Bush cover)

[679/Sire; 2004]


The Futureheads took their name from the Flaming Lips' 1992 Hit to Death in the Future Head, but their jittery, harmony-laden sound turned out to be more influenced by 1980s post-punk and new-wave than 90s psych-rock. The UK band formed in their hometown of Sunderland, and they'd already put out three singles from their self-titled 2004 debut LP before releasing this spiky cover of the 1986 Kate Bush classic. With clockwork whoa-oh vocal rounds and brash Brit-rock guitars, the Futureheads' version converts Bush's horror-movie fear of romance into a joyful eagerness to be loved, with a springy charge that conveys that first buzzy flush of a new relationship. The song finished at #5 on Pitchfork's Top 50 Singles of 2005; it also hit #8 in the UK singles chart and was NME's top single of 2005.

Kate Bush has become only more prominent since the cover, with her style echoing through more recent artists such as Bat for Lashes and Gang Gang Dance. And the Futureheads have hardly been silent. Their strong debut album itself earned a "Best New Music" nod and subsequent albums-- 2006's News & Tributes, 2008's This Is Not the World, 2010's The Chaos-- have been mostly solid, but without the high points of the group's initial offering. Their most recent non-album single declares "Christmas Was Better in the 80s", and while Futureheads clearly have the talent to keep improving, it's hard to top that first-love giddiness.

Lady Sovereign

"Random"

[Casual; 2005]


In hindsight, Lady Sovereign's success may have been (ahem!) random, but it also marked a relatively overlooked chapter in audiences' embrace of British and/or female rappers. Known by the government as Louise Amanda Harman, Sov came up influenced by the UK garage sound of Ms. Dynamite, who won the 2002 Mercury Prize but never really caught on in the States beyond music critics. Lady Sovereign arrived as part of another UK-specific moment, the grime scene brilliantly memorialized in 679's Run the Road compilations, but she also proved she could beat the Yanks at their own game.

Following 2004's "Ch Ching (Cheque 1 2)", a rework of Sunship's 2000 UK garage milestone, Lady Sovereign's second single, "Random", announced its ambitions straightaway. "Make way for the S-O-V," Sov chirps before tweaking J-Kwon's then-contemporary U.S. rap hit and mixing it with a bit of Elephant Man: "E'rybody in the club getting tipsy/ Oh, fuck that, just wine like a gypsy," she rhymes over a steely electronic drone, neatly contrasting two sets of regional slang. The message was clear: Lady Sovereign, like the Streets and Dizzee Rascal before her, was not going to try to act American. Also: She was good, very good, even by Americans' own standards.

"Random" ended up at #8 on Pitchfork's Top 50 Singles of 2005. The single reached #73 in the UK and appeared on "The O.C." in 2006. In November 2005, Lady Sovereign released debut EP Vertically Challenged on Chocolate Industries. It was available only in the U.S. and UK. After UK-only EP Blah Blah, debut album Public Warning! followed, this time on Def Jam-- the same major-label imprint as countless hip-hop classics. But neither that LP nor 2009 follow-up Jigsaw could come anywhere close to matching the winning, immediate élan of those first couple of singles.

In the meantime, London rapper M.I.A. has become a media phenomenon on both sides of the pond, while New York's Nicki Minaj has shown a schizophrenically swaggering female MC can still burn up the Hot 100. As for Sov, she has had her troubles, including a drunk-and-disorderly arrest in Australia, a last-minute escape from a scheduled BBC political-show appearance, and the death of her mother from a terminal brain tumor. She has also come out as a lesbian, a bold move in a rap business with few openly LGBT performers. Lady Sovereign maintains an active presence on Twitter, but it's unclear when we might see her next album.

Cassie

"Me & U"

[Bad Boy; 2005]


The singer, model, dancer, and actress born Casandra Ventura hasn't had a sophomore slump, because as of press time, Cassie still hasn't released a sophomore album. Her self-titled 2006 debut-- and specifically its first single, the icily minimal electro-R&B seduction "Me & U"-- might just have been enough. Written and produced by Ryan Leslie, and released in conjunction with Diddy's Bad Boy label, the song's steamy lyrical content and flat, distanced delivery helped it sell more than 1 million digital downloads en route to becoming an international hit. "Me & U" ranked at #48 on Pitchfork's Top 100 Tracks of 2006.

Lackluster live-TV performances soon sidetracked Cassie's pop-star ascent, however. In 2006, amid rumors she had collaborated with virtually anybody who was anybody in mid-2000s R&B and hip-hop production, Cassie announced the title of her follow-up album would be Electro Love. Over the years, she has released three singles from the album: "Official Girl", with Lil Wanye; "Must Be Love", with Diddy; and "Let's Get Crazy", with Akon. In the meantime, Cassie has also appeared in the 2008 movie Step Up 2: The Streets as well as music videos for Wiz Khalifa, Kanye West, Jay-Z, and Chris Brown.

Peter Bjorn and John

"Young Folks" [ft. Victoria Bergsman]

[Wichita; 2006]


The breakthrough record from this ultra-melodic Swedish trio depicts a chance encounter-- two lonely people, strangers in the night-- that might or might not bloom into something more lasting. Which pretty much sums up the whole "Young Folks" phenomenon. Oh, sure, guitarist Peter Morén, bass player Björn Yttling, and drummer John Eriksson had already recorded two fine indie-pop albums; the second, 2004's Falling Out, received U.S. distribution on the Hidden Agenda label. But it was 2006's Writer's Block, released on Sony imprint AlmostGold, that made the three singer-songwriters an international sensation. And while their album flouted its self-mocking title with an abundance of exquisitely crafted, 1960s-leaning guitar-pop songs, the first single, "Young Folks", had the biggest impact.

"Young Folks" was both familiar and novel. The laconic lyrics-- a boy and a girl feeling each other out, interested not in the past, not in the future, but in each other-- gave it a broad appeal, while the understated, offhand vocals by Morén and the Concretes' former singer Victoria Bergsman, complete with a grammatical error or two, firmly grounded the song in a slightly exotic but firmly recognizable everyday reality. A crudely animated video, something like an urban-Scandinavian Archie! comic brought halfway to Saturday-morning-cartoon status, added a visual component, illustrating both the underlying romantic tension and the song's more broadly meta connotations. "It's a hit," a dialog bubble exclaims.

Prophetic words. Big-name producers from Diplo to Erol Alkan (collaborating with Richard Norris as Beyond the Wizard's Sleeve) remixed the song, Kanye West rapped over it on a mix CD, the German singer Nena (of "99 Luftballons" fame) had a hit with it in her native country, the Japanese singer/songwriter Shugo Tokumaru had a more modest hit with it in his, and several other artists also tried their hands at covers. The song appeared in many TV shows, commercials, and even a video game (FIFA 08). The band played it on "Late Night With Conan O'Brien" and "The Tonight Show" with Jay Leno. "Young Folks" ended up at #5 on Pitchfork's top 100 of 2006, and the iTunes Music Store named it the #1 track of 2007. For a minute there, people debated how much it borrowed from the so-called "oriental riff." The original YouTube video now has more than 20 million views.

Bergsman, who had already reached a smaller level of popularity with the Concretes, has since put out two strong albums as Taken by Trees. The first, 2007's somberly introspective Open Field, was produced by PB&J's Yttling, while she recorded the second, 2009's gracefully ascetic East of Eden, in Pakistan with local musicians, getting production from Studio's D. Lissvik; Taken by Trees' non-album 2008 single with Air France, "Sweetness", shouldn't be overlooked, either. Morén put out a lackluster solo album in 2008, followed by a Swedish-language sophomore effort two years later. Yttling has continued to produce, coming closest to another "Young Folks" in the ongoing rise of Lykke Li. As for PB&J, they first put some space between themselves and their hit with 2008's Seaside Rock, a nearly instrumental album, then embraced heavier beats and barely missed the recent trend of gleefully foul-mouthed pop songs with 2009's Living Thing; they've stayed on a fair course with this year's back-to-basics Gimme Some. Still, as the new album's first single, "Second Chance"-- which can be heard in a Bud Light Lime commercial-- observes, "You can't, can't count on a second try."

Black Kids

"I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance With You"

[self-released; 2008]


Before Black Kids became a cautionary tale about the hazards of hype and major labels, they were just five young musicians who rarely played outside their Jacksonville, Florida, hometown. Formed in 2006, the group consisted of singer/guitarist Reggie Youngblood, keyboard-playing backup singers Ali Youngblood, and Dawn Watley, bass player Owen Holmes, and drummer Kevin Snow. On Aug. 11, 2007, Black Kids played an ear-catching set at the Athens Popfest in Athens, Georgia, and they posted their four-song Wizard of Ahhhs EP for free download on their MySpace page that same month. You could also find a recording of the Popfest set for download online. With tautly catchy new-wave songs and evidence of a fun, energetic live show, Black Kids looked like the real deal: an indie-pop band with broad appeal and, of course, an unforgettable name.

From then on, everything happened for Black Kids at hyper speed. On Sept. 2, 2007, the NME's blog called them "amazing" and "the new Love Is All." In short order, Vice interviewed them, describing their songs as "The Cure vs. My Bloody Valentine", Pitchfork posted "I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance With You" in Forkcast, and London's Guardian labeled Black Kids the "new band of the day."

Soon came signs it was all happening too fast. "How does it feel to be loved, assholes?" said Reggie Youngblood, as the band began a set that same October during New York City's CMJ Music Marathon. I gave the performance a positive writeup on Pitchfork, but other observers were more critical. A couple of days earlier, Pitchfork reported that Black Kids were working with Arcade Fire/Björk managers Quest Management. A photo from their CMJ debut appeared in a piece in The New York Times by critic Jon Pareles, under the headline, "Play Well, and May the Blog Buzz Be With You." In the coming months, the band toured and played summer festivals in the United States and Europe, including shows opening for Australian synth-poppers Cut Copy. Debut album Partie Traumatic, produced by Suede's Bernard Butler and containing new songs in addition to polished-up EP cuts, came out on Columbia in the summer of 2008, topping Billboard's U.S. Heatseekers chart.

A big reason for all the attention was "I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance With You", a scraggly, hook-filled indie-pop ditty with instantly understandable subject matter and playfully gender-ambiguous verses. UK singer/songwriter Kate Nash covered the song on a French radio station. The demo eventually placed at #68 on Pitchfork's Top 100 Tracks of 2007. The band went on to play the song on several late-night TV shows, both in the States and abroad, and the Butler-produced version of the track hit #11 on the UK charts. The single featured a brightly colored electro-funk remix by the Twelves, which the cast of "Glee" covered in that show's second season. The Twelves' remix also appeared in the FIFA 09 videogame.

Sadly, it was all too much, too soon. Shortly after Black Kids played CMJ, current Pichfork contributor Jess Harvell wrote an Idolator "special report" called "The Black Kids Hype Must Be Stopped," arguing that the songs were "very much undigested." Harvell wasn't alone in his skepticism: Partie Traumatic lacked the homemade charm of the EP, but more importantly, it failed to provide another single as endearing as "I'm Not Gonna Teach". In 2009, Black Kids released the Cemetery Lips EP, comprising three remixes and three new tracks. A year ago, the band played a Florida "mini-tour", with a setlist that appeared to include new songs potentially intended for a second album.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Soft Metals - Soft Metals

Album Review
Pitchfork
August 3, 2011
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7.5


Soft Metals

All pop music is love and theft, and Soft Metals are particularly upfront about both. The arty Portland electronic duo formed in early 2009, with singer Patricia Hall and keyboardist/programmer Ian Hicks becoming a romantic couple not much later. The two recently did a mean cover of Throbbing Gristle's 1979 "Hot on the Heels of Love", a techno-predicting cult classic that mixes robotic arpeggios and steamy vocals (recalling Donna Summer's rapturous "I Feel Love" from a couple of years earlier) with the industrial pioneers' own creepy foreboding.

Soft Metals' self-titled album extends that combination of lovers' intimacy and retro-futuristic ominousness, which Hall and Hicks previously introduced on the 2010 EP The Cold World Melts. With Hall's detached, often-indecipherable vocals over Hicks' pulsating configurations of vintage synthesizers and drum machines, Soft Metals bears traces of virtually every bleakly gliding descendant of Kraftwerk's O.G. synth-pop grooves, from gothic early-1980s new wave to house, techno, and electroclash. But it's somewhat telling that this blurrily beguiling debut-- which reprises two tracks from the EP, plus eight new ones-- arrives on Brooklyn-based Captured Tracks, a label better known for the lo-fi noise-pop of Blank Dogs, Beach Fossils, or Wild Nothing.

As with their labelmates, Soft Metals' aesthetic is born not of lavish studios but in the bedroom. The songs on Soft Metals have a foggy, surrealistic shimmer rather than the clear-cut precision of many of their electronic forebears. Where Ariel Pink cohort John Maus uses like-mindedly retro trappings as a jumping-off point for experiments with ideas about art and artifice, Soft Metals concentrate instead on the type of subtly evolving textures you might be more inclined to play when you're drifting off to sleep than when you're throwing a dance party. Even the most lucid songs here, whether echo-besotted EP cut "Voices" or swelling first-meeting reminiscence "Do You Remember", stake their appeal on their glistening, ever-changing surfaces, not traditional songcraft.

Still, just because your brand of old-school electronics has more in common with mood-oriented Italians Do It Better producer Johnny Jewel (Glass Candy, Chromatics) than with song-driven nu-disco princess Sally Shapiro ("I'll Be By Your Side") doesn't mean the wordless repetitions of "Celestial Call" or "Hold My Breath" fully reward our attention. Then again... Soft Metals might wince at this comparison, but it's not such a leap from their album's prelude-to-a-kiss cover art to the Cosmo-copped sex scene (speaking of love and theft!) that adorns Washed Out's latest. Soft Metals' "Eyes Closed" may have a faster tempo, a more dangerous charge, and one fewer title syllable than languid Within and Without opener "Eyes Be Closed", but they're both headed toward a similarly sensual place.

If Soft Metals are nostalgic, however, it's less for lost innocence than for a lost idea of the future. Where are the flying cars? The album's use of analogue synths isn't a regression, but an attempt to find a new way forward. On instrumental finale "In Throes", they finally do, as eerie buzzes and disjointed rhythms chart a course somewhere near the Knife's still-unmatched 2006 dark-electronic landmark Silent Shout. In the end, the more important love on Soft Metals isn't necessarily between Hall and Hicks; it's between them and three-plus decades of synthesizer music. And wherever that leads next.

Mike Simonetti - Capricorn Rising EP

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Pitchfork
July 28, 2011
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7.1


Capricorn Rising EP

Earlier this year, Mike Simonetti released a limited-edition picture disc of disco re-edits called I'm Getting Too Old for This Shit. Age has nothing to to with it, but the New Jersey-based founder of the labels Troubleman Unlimited, Italians Do It Better, and, most recently, Perseo, has without a doubt enjoyed a lengthy and meandering role in the world of relatively underground music. For all the many releases Simonetti has overseen at his labels, ranging from hardcore to Italo disco, Capricorn Rising is the first record of original material to appear solely under his own name.

On the evidence here, Simonetti is definitively not too old for this, though like many artists with full creative control he can sometimes be a bit indulgent. At nearly 39 minutes, the EP is longer than plenty of albums, but 21 of those minutes are given over to a single song, advance mp3 "Third of the Storms", which appears in three separate instances. Mesmerizing chill-out disco that sets an innocently chiming melody atop handclaps, driving krautrock bass, droning washes of synth, and occasional idyllic sound effects, the song makes a fine bookend to the record: On the opening, vocal version, Australian electro-R&B smoothie Sam Sparro adds multi-layered, chant-like repetitions conveying a sense of joyful fatalism, while the closing, instrumental take leaves more room for the track to breathe; each is excellent depending on your mood, though as with disco singles like this since time immemorial, you probably won't want to listen to both cuts in the same sitting (that's not a criticism). As a centerpiece, though, "Third of the Storms (Acapulco)" disappoints; more or less five minutes of Sparro's already-familiar incantations over sparse, monotonous backing, it almost could have been called "Third of the Storms (A Cappella)".

Elsewhere, Capricorn offers another four cuts in a similarly hypnotic, synth-based mold. The best is the title track, with pulse-raising electronics and wisps of breath that suggest a mechanically precise jogger; Blade Runner would be too obvious a reference point for a crate digger like Simonetti, but given this track's sci-fi synthesis of chilly electronics and thriller suspense, a comparison to that classic film (and its equally classic score by Vangelis) can't be too far off the mark. Just as seamless is pounding synth workout "Song for Luca", the longest non-"Third of the Storms" piece here, building to a climax that belies its Balearic calm. Simonetti also detours into humming ambient textures, on "Dust Devil", and a mournful keyboard reflection, "Renko's Theme", which has a rich, yacht-friendly pomp. The end result is a worthwhile stepping-out EP from a longtime behind-the-scenes player, and if its worst crime is excess, well, we're talking about a record with an ice cream sundae on the cover.

Overlooked Records 2011

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Pitchfork
July 22, 2011
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Clams Casino
Instrumental Mixtape
[self-released]

Mild-mannered physical therapy student by day, producer of lumbering, luminescent backing tracks for rising rappers by night, Clams Casino didn't even ask money for his creations until a couple of highly limited, vinyl-only releases earlier this year. The first and more comprehensive of these was the suburban New Jersey beatsmith's Instrumental Mixtape, originally available in March as MP3s. With slowed-down, blurred-out samples of sighing songstresses from Imogen Heap to Björk, the record shows Clams' intricately glazed PC productions are even more fascinating without rhymes over them.

















Marissa Nadler
Marissa Nadler
[Box of Cedar]

If you measured artists' popularity by the devotion of their cults, Marissa Nadler wouldn't exactly be overlooked. After four finely wrought neo-folk albums, the Massachusetts-based songwriter got by with a little help from her fans in making this self-titled, self-released album. That successful Kickstarter funding campaign bears deeply rewarding fruit on Marissa Nadler, an uncommonly detailed album that's full of otherworldly romantic melancholy, whether in country-glinting "The Sun Always Reminds Me of You" or synth-touched "Baby, I Will Leave You in the Morning". Nadler's patient, often-elliptical songwriting shines through clearly enough to welcome a whole new crowd of rabid supporters.
















Peaking Lights
936
[Not Not Fun]

It's a long way from Madison, Wisconsin, to Kingston, Jamaica. Though Peaking Lights' hometown may be better known for its Big Ten university, abundance of beer and cheese, and recent political protests, their new album's warm, dub-wise psych-pop should convince plenty of coastal music fans to stop ignoring the rich, inventive sounds coming out of the heartland these days. Where last year's vinyl- and cassette-only Space Primitive was an exercise in fuzzy abstraction, on 936 the band's busy percussion, ambling bass, drifting keyboards, reverb-drenched guitar harmonics, and chant-like female vocals strike a deft balance between languid tropical atmosphere and no-nonsense Midwestern hooks.

Words and Music: Our 60 Favorite Music Books

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Pitchfork
July 11, 2011
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Hip: The History

by John Leland

"Hipster" may be one of the most overused epithets of the 21st century. As this 2004 book argues persuasively, the concept of hip also happens to be one of the uniquely defining characteristics of American culture: a complex and contradictory social nexus that shapes how we view the world to this day. If anyone is suited to take on the fool's errand of answering Tower of Power's immortal question, "What Is Hip?", it's John Leland, former editor-in-chief of Details and an original columnist at SPIN. Rather than provide a how-to manual for trendies, Hip: The History exhaustively explores how this strange force works, how it has come to dominate over the past several centuries, and what all that might mean, with incredibly provocative results.

The history of hip, Leland discovers, is about the unequal exchange between outsiders and insiders, with African-Americans foremost among them. Drawing a direct line from the coded language of slaves to minstrel shows to the exaggerated "post-hip" whiteness of Ashton Kutcher in a trucker hat, Leland defines hipness in terms of not only Charlie Parker and the Velvet Underground, but also Mark Twain, Ralph Waldo Emerson, and Walt Whitman. Hip, he sees, can be a progressive force, as in the civil rights movement, but it can also allow privileged whites to substitute enjoying the most stereotyped elements of African-American culture for actually ending racism. And, nodding to Thomas Frank, he acknowledges that the pursuit of hipness is inextricable from 21st-century corporate capitalism, too. Unfortunately, the fact that there's just a single chapter set aside for women further reflects hip's ongoing problem with gender equality.

At the time, some critics complained that Leland hadn't written in some would-be hip argot-- his prose is painstakingly intellectual, overflowing with knowledge and ideas-- but that only underscores how far ahead of them he really was.






















Love Is a Mix Tape: Life and Loss, One Song at a Time

by Rob Sheffield

Music is made to be shared. In a time of torrents and Google-friendly file-transfer sites, the mixtape has maintained an improbably prominent place in popular culture, from Nick Hornby's High Fidelity and its movie adaptation to Thurston Moore's Mix Tape: The Art of Cassette Culture, Jason Bitner's Cassette From My Ex, and the many online-only "mixtapes" spanning Dirty South rap and Berlin techno.

In concept, Rob Sheffield's Love Is a Mix Tape could have been unbearably affected: The longtime Rolling Stone writer organizes his book around 15 mixtapes made by him and wife Renée Crist, herself a fellow music critic. In execution, though, Sheffield's memoir is wonderfully poignant-- funny but also deeply moving, and less about mixtapes than about the joy and pain of being human. "Renée died on May 11, 1997, very suddenly and unexpectedly, at home with me, of a pulmonary embolism," we learn in the opening pages. "She was 31."

Sheffield is self-deprecating and unsentimental in setting out the facts of his story, but the man's love for his late wife radiates from the page, and by the time the book is over, many readers will feel it, too. Love Is a Mix Tape reveals how music-- especially the music of the 90s, and especially the music of indie-rock icons Pavement-- brought together a "shy, skinny, Irish Catholic geek from Boston" and a "hell-raising Appalachian punk-rock girl," deepened their bond, and finally accompanied Sheffield through his lonely, miserable months as a widower. The first night Sheffield met Crist, he offered to make her a tape. "Except this time, with this girl," he writes, "it worked."






















Let's Talk About Love: A Journey to the End of Taste

by Carl Wilson

There may be no accounting for taste, but there's always a story behind it. For all the different approaches and musical genres on display in Continuum's 33 1/3 series of books about albums, almost all of their subjects have one thing in common: critics adore them. Former Pitchfork contributor Carl Wilson's entry on Céline Dion's Let's Talk About Love is different. When this book came out in 2007, Dion had just become the best-selling female recording artist of all time, but she was-- and remains-- anything but a critics' darling. "From the start," Wilson acknowledges, "her music struck me as bland monotony raised to a pitch of obnoxious bombast-- R&B with the sex and slyness surgically removed, French chanson severed from its wit and soul... a neverending crescendo of personal affirmation deaf to social conflict and context."

A music writer for the Toronto newspaper the Globe and Mail, Wilson is too conscientious to feel comfortable rejecting someone so globally beloved. So this erudite and eye-opening book attempts to explore not only Dion's polarizing appeal but also the very concept of "taste." Along the way, Wilson traces his loathing for Dion back to her Oscars performance alongside Elliott Smith, examines the meaning of "schmaltz" and Dion's French-Canadian roots, meets her adoring fans, sees her Vegas show, reviews the album (it's the one with that Titanic song), and analyzes theories on taste from David Hume, Immanuel Kant, and Pierre Bourdieu (turns out social distinction plays a big part). By the end, Wilson has set the blueprint for a kind of music criticism that "might put less stock in defending its choices and more in depicting its enjoyment, with all its messiness and private soul tremors-- to show what it is like for me to like it, and invite you to compare." In other words, let's talk about love.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Buzzcocks - A Different Compilation

Album Review
Pitchfork
June 10, 2011
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6.5


A Different Compilation












Buzzcocks were a different kind of punk rock band. Though inspired by the savage fury of Sex Pistols, the Manchester-based quartet founded by Pete Shelley and future Magazine leader Howard Devoto directed that energy toward explosively melodic songs that located their punk politics not in universal slogans or transgressive gestures but in personal anxieties. And Buzzcocks are still different today. The buzzsaw-sharp songs from the band's late-1970s peak have aged better than most, continuing to influence new generations of musicians. The group's more recent reunion albums and tours, moreover, have done nothing to diminish that formidable legacy.

A Different Compilation, which brings together new studio recordings of 24 of Buzzcocks' most vital songs, can be seen generously as another example of the band's willingness to stand apart. "The original records now sound like demos," Shelley explains in the press materials. "These new versions, honed by years on the road, showcase the songs as we know they should be, the way we know audiences love to hear them." On the other hand, there's a reason the originals have grown so beloved, and anyone unfamiliar with the band would still be better off starting with 1979 classic Singles Going Steady; diehard fans wanting to hear newer recordings of the old songs, meanwhile, might already be content with 2007's 30 or other Buzzcocks live albums. Plus, there's a whole mixed history of artists re-recording their hits, from the unfortunate K-Tel oldies remakes to Bonnie "Prince" Billy's more imaginative Greatest Palace Music. Just in 2008, also on Cooking Vinyl, college rockers Camper Van Beethoven had to re-record a few songs for a best-of compilation due to label conflicts.

Hand-wringing aside, this is a well-chosen set of compelling songs, and if new recordings can probably never match the charm of Buzzcocks' originals, there's still a certain modest appeal to hearing one of punk's most celebrated catalogs given a brawny, contemporary treatment. Where Singles sets out iconic singles like "Orgasm Addict" and "Ever Fallen in Love (With Someone You Shouldn't've)" next to their B-sides, A Different Compilation also delves into Buzzcocks' often-underrated album tracks, from Ralph Nader-nodding Another Music in a Different Kitchen opener "Fast Cars" (here shorn of its introduction quoting the 1977 Spiral Scratch EP's "Boredom", ostensibly because that track now precedes it) to guitarist Steve Diggle's Dookie-predicting "When Love Turns Around", originally from 1993's Trade Test Transmissions.

Then again, though these hard-hitting versions of such memorable punk-era nuggets as "Harmony in My Head" and "Why Can't I Touch It?" start from only the strongest source material, A Different Compilation lacks the adventurous spirit that helped make the band so worth compiling in the first place. Buzzcocks are often credited with inventing punk-pop, but that genre's modern-day conventions weren't so solidified then-- think of the difference between early disco records and the disco of Village People and Saturday Night Fever-- and there's little here musically you might not hear from some of the band's lesser descendants. And, too, it's not exactly as if there's a huge audience clamoring for re-recordings of late-70s and early-80s Martin Hannett productions (Joy Division, New Order), which is what we're given here in the form of "Boredom", fellow Spiral Scratch track "Breakdown", and Diggle-fronted former B-side "Why She's a Girl From the Chainstore".

So while A Different Compilation definitely isn't a starting point for newcomers to Buzzcocks, it's nothing more or less than a novel document from one of punk's defining bands-- and one of the few from punk's first wave that's still a going concern, at that. "When people put punk rock records on in 1976, 77, they had to rethink their whole lives," Diggle told Pitchfork's Patrick Sisson in a January 2009 interview. "It changed your consciousness, the way you looked at the world, just like powerful records should." This latest compilation probably won't do that, but it might help point you back to the records that did-- and could again.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

The Coathangers - Larceny & Old Lace

Album Review
Pitchfork
June 7, 2011
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7.6


Larceny & Old Lace












When the Coathangers formed five years ago, as something of a party joke, the band's four members had little musical education to speak of. But they're no joke now, having since released a pair of riotous albums, plus about a half-dozen trashy, cheeky, shrieking 7" singles. They're also grizzled road warriors, headlining bars from Fargo, N.D., to Allston, Mass., in between supporting gigs with the likes of the Thermals, Mika Miko, and These Arms Are Snakes.

Somewhere in all that, the Coathangers must've learned how to play. Larceny & Old Lace, the quartet's third album and second for Seattle-based Suicide Squeeze, carries over the chaotically hooky vitality of their previous records. But here, they've added more varied songwriting, (relatively) tighter instrumentation, and-- for the first time-- a real studio, the Living Room in Atlanta, where the band reunited with producer Ed Rawls (Deerhunter, Black Lips, Zoroaster). Named after a Mickey Rooney-guesting "Golden Girls" episode that was itself named after playwright Joseph Kesselring's screwball comedy Arsenic and Old Lace, the Coathangers' latest finds a notorious must-see live band finally capturing some of the energy of its shows on record.

Just because the Coathangers are taking their game more seriously doesn't mean it isn't still a game. With all four members trading off idiosyncratic vocals-- ranging from guitarist Julia Kugel's Victoria Jackson chirp to drummer Stephanie Luke's full-throated roar-- there's still plenty of jagged, playful aggression, whether that involves damning the titular jerk of "Johnny" over gloomy post-punk or tearing off faces between stabbing guitar and whirligig keyboard on "Chicken: 30". But the Coathangers now pay more attention to detail, starting with first single "Hurricane", which veers from raspy shouts and brittle guitar riffs to zombie-apocalypse cheerleader chants and ominous whispers shaded by clacking drumsticks. They also try on more styles: Where "Call to Nothing" pledges ill-fated devotion through scratchy guitar and heavy bass recalling the Slits, "Well Alright" rides a demented roadhouse blues and "My Baby" slows down to a loping love groove-- for stalkers. These might not be the furthest-out ideas, but they're new for the Coathangers, and they're executed with badass charisma.

Still, from the band behind such shrill yawps as "Don't Touch My Shit" and "Gettin' Mad and Pumpin' Iron", there's no bigger left turn than a soft, sentimental ballad. "Tabbacco Rd." sees the Coathangers making the shift with surprising ease, poignantly following a relationship from its first Tom Collins to the wedding chapel, and finally to the last goodbye. Speaking of goodbyes, the kitschy-scary keyboard and cathartic howls of "Jaybird" make it a fine memorial even if you don't recognize the lyrical reference to the Coathangers' former tourmate, the late Jay Reatard. Most impressive of all, though, and a should-be single, is "Go Away", a perfectly structured midtempo rocker that turns the tables on every dude who ever sang a whiny song about wanting to be more than just friends. It may have started as a simple gag-- "Hey, I like you/ Go away"-- but it's as serious as you want it to be.

The Vaccines - What Did You Expect From the Vaccines?

Album Review
Pitchfork
May 31, 2011
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6.2


What Did You Expect From the Vaccines?












Late last summer, months before the Vaccines had gone on to grace the front of the NME above a cover line heralding "The Return of the Great British Guitar Band," the magazine's website was already reporting concerns about the London band getting over-hyped. After the feverish debate that quickly ensued in the UK music press, such talk has come to sound like a self-fulfilling prophecy. Among the Vaccines' detractors, meanwhile, hardly a review deadline goes by without some pun on the quartet's debut album title, What Did You Expect From the Vaccines?


The Vaccines, much to their credit, are savvier about expectations than their champions and critics alike. Led by singer Justin Young, who previously played indie-folk under the name Jay Jay Pistolet, and guitarist Freddie Cowan, whose older brother is in the Horrors, these guys know firsthand how hype can be a double-edged sword-- one that has already propelled their meat-and-potatoes pub rock near the top of the UK album charts, to uncertain impact on their long-term reputations. The real joke of the album title, after all, is that it raises the same question the band posed of "Post Break-Up Sex" on their bombastic, pleasant-enough second single.

The answer, on that song, is that we should expect a chance to forget our past loves for a little while, followed by a sense of overwhelming guilt. For better or worse, there's nothing here that warrants either such reaction, let alone the paroxysms of hyperbole going on in the British press. Sure, the band's buzzing guitars, thick reverb, and bouncy rhythms lack any particular spark of originality that might help listeners avoid compulsively thinking of names like Ramones, the Jesus and Mary Chain, or, yes, the Strokes. Then again, there's no shame in catchy, concise, sharply executed tunes that communicate mildly fresh takes on relationships, either-- and this album has more than a few.

The Vaccines are at their best when they're upbeat, flecked with surf, and surprisingly hard to get out of your head. Take "If You Wanna", which bops likably along like a somewhat higher-fidelity Best Coast as Young warbles about an ex he'd take back in a second, or "Nørgaard", a playfully loutish ode to a Danish model. But there's also "Blow It Up", which borrows from the Beatles' "I Should Have Known Better" a little too blatantly to enjoy in its own right. "Under Your Thumb", for its part, appears to take critic Ellen Willis's argument that the Rolling Stones' similarly titled tirade actually isn't sexist as a challenge to write a song about a man completely submitting to his (presumably, female-- name's Eleanor, anyway) lover.

It's easy enough to imagine the Vaccines' slower songs going over well with an outdoor crowd drunk on sun and beer. Previous NME favorites Glasvegas already have the "swooning anthems with girl-group beats" thing pretty much covered, but the Vaccines do it here twice: over droning organ on "Wetsuit", which again recalls the U.S. beach-pop crowd, and then another time on the dreary "All in White", which occupies much the same U2-echoing expanse as lesser bands the Temper Trap or White Lies. The most awkward moment is slo-mo finale "Family Friend", which builds to an embarrassingly neutered wall-of-noise crescendo. In a final possible reference to Best Coast, Wavves, and their stoned sunshine set, Young wonders aloud if everybody really feels "as high as a kite": "Well, I don't really know if they do, but they might." An old "MADtv" sketch comes to mind: "Lowered Expectations".

Blue Sky Black Death - Noir

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Pitchfork
May 24, 2011
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7.5


Noir












Blue Sky Black Death may want to do without guest vocalists for a little while. West Coast producers Kingston and Young God teamed up with a different low-key singer on each of their last couple of albums, but the real allure was still in the duo's layered, expansive instrumentals. Then there was the drama a few years back over Jean Grae team-up The Evil Jeanius; the New York MC went on Craigslist and MySpace to protest the "unauthorized" use of her rhymes (she said it wasn't the beat-makers' fault). BSBD have collaborated with plenty of other indie rappers, most recently including tourmates CunninLynguists, but their latest album suggests they can acquit themselves just fine on their own.

As Clams Casino's first beat tape earlier this year demonstrated, some of the best rap instrumentals these days can work equally well as moody electronic music, drifting naturally between the worlds of hip-hop or R&B and ambient, post-dubstep, or chillwave. Noir has a similar way of wringing strangely affecting emotional grandeur from the rudiments of sound, though BSBD's style relies less on glitch or drone and more on starry-eyed orchestral vastness. Using an impressively naunced deployment of strings, piano, and guitar as well as drum loops and hazy synths, the album has a patient, steady beauty, ranging from glowing panoramas evoking M83 to the classical-informed abstraction of Anticon acts like Dosh and Son Lux.

The duo's acronym is apparently skydiver slang, popularized in the 1994 thriller Drop Zone. It implies, "Sure, appreciate the majesty of nature all you want, but if something goes wrong you'll leave a grisly corpse." If Noir can't quite fully embody that essential paradox-- it's not particularly noir-ish, either-- it still succeeds in communicating incomprehensible hugeness through sonically detailed tracks with an almost narrative-like structure. There are several standouts, but a good place to start is "Sleeping Children Are Still Flying", which uses a humid Southern-rock guitar solo and languidly triumphant drum programming to support a string section, a children's choir, and a snippet of dialogue from classic 1986 coming-of-age drama Stand By Me: River Phoenix is talking about dreams, and missed chances. While the kids and the symphonic elements would have no trouble fitting in on an indie pop beach fantasy by Air France, those blues-drenched licks could just as easily soundtrack one of the Weeknd's dangerous liaisons.

Noir isn't completely instrumental, then, and in fact uses sung samples as well as the spoken-word variety. But the strongest voice here is BSBD's own-- wide-screen and Technicolor, to mix sensory metaphors. An aching soul vocal from Solomon Burke's "Don't Give Up on Me" is secondary to a sighing, silvery arrangement and pulsing bass on brief interlude "Falling Short"; Dusty Springfield's version of "The Windmills of Your Mind" complements the hypnotic repetitions and emotional anguish of "Farewell to the Former World", which despite its melancholy theme has a snare-heavy rhythm track fit for blasting through car windows on hot days. Or for rapping over: Three years after BSBD's last proper instrumental album, Babygrande release Late Night Cinema, Noir again proves the duo don't need singers or rappers to make their music felt. But that doesn't mean an aspiring MC or two might not be able to make use of their services anyway.

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