Tuesday, July 20, 2010
TK's Version of Pitchfork Happ'nings
140 Character Pitchfork Reflections
This past weekend was the Pitchfork Music Festival at Union Park in Chicago. This week you may see a couple posts in relation to that, as Tim & I were both in attendance. For this first post I'm just going to throw some tweet-length recaps of the bands I saw (either full sets or just brief encounters).
Friday, July 16:
5:30 Liars (c) – Imagine any mid-paced punk band, except the singer has the microphone inside of his mouth the whole time. Ugglllaaahhhhuuuoooohh... #NotGood
6:25 Robyn (a) – I will never understand why people like this. Is it some form of "irony" to listen to bad mainstream girl pop? Bring on Britney Spears!
7:15 Michael Showalter (b) – Caught a bit of this set. I don’t think a comedian has bombed this hard since Rosanne’s National Anthem, 1990. http://is.gd/dzIZp
7:20 Broken Social Scene (c) – Not the biggest fan, but they were surprisingly fantastic. Great crowd control, great sound, overall pleasant experience. Friday's best.
8:30 Modest Mouse (a) – Stayed for 4 songs and I will never get those minutes back. Even when they play old stuff it sounds awful. #GiveUpTheDream
Saturday, July 17:
1:45 Real Estate (c) – Saw the first few minutes; singer was off-key. Left. Perfect example of festival logic: if something’s better elsewhere, go elsewhere.
1:55 Sonny & the Sunsets (b) – Surprise Saturday standout. All songs were much faster than the record. Just great crowd reading.
2:30 Delorean (a) – It was nice to Basque in the pleasant sounds of Delorean. #Puns
3:20 Titus Andronicus (c) – Titus, as expected, crushed it. With all the soft, mellow summer music it was nice to have a shot in the arm.
4:45 Smith Westerns (b) – They sounded like shit (the B stage was plagued with problems all weekend; not their fault) and they played like shit (their own damn fault)
5:15 The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion (c) – WOW. People actually listen to this? I hope his faux-leather pants peeled off a layer of skin when removed. He's bad and he should feel bad.
5:45 WHY? (b) – Left the Fail Explosion and found myself at WHY? Wish I would have seen more; they sounded wonderful.
6:15 Wolf Parade (a) – Not the biggest Wolf Parade fan; but they sounded good, put together a good set, and were a truly humble and respectful band. Props.
7:25 Panda Bear (c) – Noah… Come on man. Low-energy drone with no stage presence. It was painful to watch.
8:30 LCD Soundsystem (a) – The unrivaled show of the festival and one of the best I’ve ever seen. Great sound, set, crowd, everything. Perfect.
Sunday, July 18:
2:30 Girls (a) – Of all the slow-paced psychedelic bands playing P4k, Girls seemed to have the best grasp on execution. Good sound, showmanship, wardrobe.
2:50 Washed Out (b) – Saw a bit of the show. Not too shabby. I don’t really dig Washed Out, but I think it’s good for what it is.
3:20 Beach House (c) – Victoria Legrand’s voice is just a beast. It’s a bit mellow for midday at a festival, but they sounded good regardless.
3:45 Local Natives (b) – After a weekend of bands with off-key frontmen, it was a welcome change to see perfect 3&4-part harmonies. Never underestimate vocals, guys.
4:15 Lightning Bolt (a) – AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! Ballsy & Rowdy.
4:45 Surfer Blood (b) – I didn’t see Surfer Blood because the B stage was so crowded. My biggest regret of the festival. They sounded awesome from a distance.
5:45 Here We Go Magic (b) – The stand-out show of Sunday, which is saying something after being bombarded with music for >20 hours. Just overall excellent.
6:15 Major Lazer (a) – Came in on the last song… Chinese dragons, hookers, et al. Was the stage show compensating for the music?
7:25 Big Boi (c) – The highest concentration of black people at the festival was on the stage. And Big Boi just flat-out crushed it.
8:30 Pavement (a) – I saw Pavement because I know later in life they’re going to mean more to me than they do now. That said, solid but flawed set (expected).
-Erik
(image by ret0dd, licensed under Creative Commons)
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Unappreciated Genius: Gruvis Malt/Gavin Castleton
The shame of Grüvis Malt was that, despite their overwhelming talent, they came on the heels of the rap-rock shitstorm, which meant their particular brand of jazz/hip-hop/rock (which they dubbed "futurock") went relatively unnoticed. I saw them as rapper Sage Francis' opening/backing band in 2002. In my opinion, their masterwork was 2002's ...With the Spirit of a Traffic Jam... a multi-genre opus with a message (these cities are gonna kill us). A sample:
Grüvis Malt - Destination by BubbleWolf
After Grüvis Malt broke up, their frontman, Gavin Castleton started doing his own thing. I hope you enjoy having you mind blown.
And.
It's a shame bands that people would most likely like, and like a lot, can fall by the wayside so easily.
Dig what you dig,
Erik
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Eat What You Kill: Samples and Indie Culture
Memoryhouse - Lately (Deuxieme) by BubbleWolf
Now normally on this blog we post things we're excited about or things that you need to stay away from. But what struck me about this track wasn't its quality. I thought it was OK; nothing special. What struck me was, while listening to it, I couldn't get over its use of sampling. My original reaction was anger that a song I know so intimately, "Phone Call" by Jon Brion off of the Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind soundtrack, could be used so flagrantly and unaccredited. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was just my nerdiness/pretentiousness bubbling up ("How DARE they use a song that I know!"). The fact was, the use of that particular sample didn't really bother me, but how it was used did. And I started thinking: where does sampling fit in indie music?
Hipster Runoff did a piece last year about this very topic in response to the rise of Chillwave, taking an angle, "Do you feel duped?" and "Is this right?" that these tracks bite other songs, and slightly warp them and call it their own. My short answers are Yes and No to these two questions.
I don't feel duped, because this musical era is defined by genre-bending and synergy. Techniques, instruments and influences that were once relegated to specific genres have permeated the whole of the music landscape. This is why you have Kanye West sampling Can and Vampire Weekend unironically using Auto-Tune. The game has changed. Laptops are instruments as valid as guitars.
The "Is this right?" question is much more complex, because it calls into question artistic integrity and the role technology should play in certain kinds of music.
In hip-hop, sampling is essential. It became a style of music by taking old disco/soul/funk albums and chopping them up in a DJ booth to create something new. As MPCs and computers evolved, samples became more refined, and more manipulative. Producers were now revered based on the quality of their samples. The finest crate-diggers were often times the finest beatmakers.
With samples so ingrained in the structure of hip-hop, and the general availability and communal nature of beats among rappers (honor among thieves?), pretty much nothing is surprising when it comes to their gaudy and blatant use. In fact, some of my favorite hip-hop songs pretty much just take old soul songs, slap on a harder beat and call it a day. Case in point:
There's nothing off limits.
Sampling in indie/rock music is a bit more of a gray area. Hip-hop can get away with it because there are typically no instruments, so instrumentation and melody take a significant backseat to lyrics, flow and the beat.
Looking at the song that sparked this train of thought, and Hipster Runoff's Washed Out example, I think a certain line is crossed. The samples in these songs play such an essential role that it almost transcends the very idea of creation. Is it "original" music to take, say, an instrumental post-rock song and sing over it? To me, this method and musical approach is the height of laziness.
I felt the same way last year when the Internet was all a-buzzin' over "Ecstasy" by jj. Granted, their approach was slightly more clever (using car alarms), but at the end of the day absolutely no thought had to be put into structure or melody.
This is not to say sampling doesn't belong in indie music. I just think, as opposed to hip-hop, the sample needs to merely be a facet of the track, not the whole thing. I look at Animal Collective's "What Would I Want? Sky". The song made news because it was the first cleared sample of a Grateful Dead song, another sign of the times, that an indie band would be the first to license a sample. The track is a prime example of how source material can be integrated without becoming a flagrant rip-off.
Animal Collective - What Would I Want? Sky by BubbleWolf
I don't think I'm being overly sensitive or critical to expect musicians to play original music. Samples afford the opportunity to slack; to take someone else's work, tweak it slightly and call it one's own. But in order to be considered "original" for sampling among indie musicians, it needs to become something entirely new, not a derivative form of the source product. I believe indie needs to be held to higher standards than hip-hop, because with so much groundbreaking and innovative work happening, there is no excuse to offer up other people's material as a substitute for your own.
Discuss,
Erik
(Image by soschilds, Licensed under Creative Commons.)
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
"We're All Gonna Die" - My Thoughts on Heedfest 4
Quadroheedia - Pretty Not Bad
3. Chanting "We're All Gonna Die" is a surprisingly liberating and appropriate thing to do, especially when everyone is in the best mood possible.
Robert Pollard had just finished playing his new album, Moses On A Snail, on Friday night, and someone started chanting "we're all gonna die....we're all gonna die...". And when someone starts chanting something at a GBV event, everyone naturally joins in. At first I thought it was a rather morbid thing to do, but after a few seconds I realized how profound it was - to come to terms with your own mortality on a night where you experienced such camaraderie, knowing that there were like-minded people walking this earth who dug the same crazy stuff you did, and for a brief moment you had all found each other and were in each others' presence. At that moment none of us really cared about anything else except being inside that moment. It was damned powerful. And we all laughed about it and shouted louder and toasted, because I believe that we all felt the same thing.
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So yeah, I guess this is what I'm trying to say: music has the potential to be more than just something you like - it can bring people together and trigger instant bonds and friendships. So listen to more of it. But only the good stuff.
- Vbtk
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
An Actual Review: Wavves - King of the Beach
If that sounds harsh, that's because it is. It's also the most prevalent theme on the SoCal band's third album, King of the Beach, which essentially plays like 40 minutes of ennui-fueled self-flagellation. It is for this very reason, however, that the album is successful. By exploring notions of isolation and inadequacy (balanced with boredom and leisure), he's also exploring, and in many cases successfully capturing, some of the most vital parts of youth. In an era of manufactured nostalgia through sonic signifiers and esoteric cultural references, Williams has found a way to create something honest, often times at his own expense.
It was really easy to dismiss the band's second album, Wavvves, as a Pitchfork, hipster hype-fueled fail parade shrouded in layers of fuzz as compensation for lack of ability. I said the same thing when I heard the album on first listen. After a while, however, it grew on me; the fuzz began to make sense in the albums' context. With King of the Beach, Williams has proven that he can not only hit the notes, but he can create a cohesive, still gritty yet clean record. I hope upon listening to KOTB, Wavvves detractors will give the latter another listen.
Breakdown backstory notwithstanding, Williams avoided a potential pitfall with KOTB by not only enlisting Producer Dennis Herring (whose resume includes The Hives, Modest Mouse and Ben Folds, among others) but also including his current bandmates Stephen Pope and Billy Hayes who formerly worked with Jay Reatard. These decisions enabled Wavves to create an album Williams wouldn't have been able to do alone. And for a man who appears destined to disaster when left to his own devices, the decision becomes that much more significant.
On to the music. I totally agree with my colleague Tim's assessment that the album is front-loaded. The caustic guitar that characterizes the first six tracks is more or less absent on the last six. Yet, in spite of the tone shift (from aggressive to spaced-out) between the two sides, the album retains its cohesiveness, due in large part to Williams' newfound grasp on melody and subtle production cues (like the dissonant claps that shudder in and out throughout the album).
In macro, one has to contextualize Wavves as a California punk band in the Internet age; which means they owe their sound as much to The Descendents as they do to the Beach Boys as they do to Animal Collective as they do to No Age. The true accomplishment of this album is synthesizing all of these readily available references into something that feels new: a more aggressive, youthful angst take on the summer fun inhabiting the (indie) music world at this time.
As the second half of the album seems to hint at a new direction for Wavves, it'll be interesting to see the perspective we get on King of the Beach when a new album is released, as we did this time. That is, unless Nathan Williams self-destructs by then.
Best Listened To: On a Saturday morning after you've been a dick to all of your friends the night before. Preferably drinking Gatorade to rehydrate as you sweat toxins in oppressive August heat, wearing Wayfarers.
Highlight tracks: "King of the Beach" is in the running for the track of the summer; just so infectious. "Idiot," as Tim said, has a great melody, and just thrashes. "Baseball Cards" is a great chill song. "Green Eyes," is probably the height of emotion on the album, and just has a flat-out awesome melody.
Wavves - King of the Beach by BubbleWolf
Best,
Erik
(Image by parttimemusic, licensed under Creative Commons)
Monday, July 5, 2010
First Impressions: Wavves - King of the Beach
Idiot - wow, what a great melody. expectations have been exceeded so far. great production on this one, especially with the backing vocals. lead vox sound really good too. i continue to be pleasantly surprised.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
I Stayed at Home on the Fourth of July
Galaxie 500 - Fourth of July by lighthouseflashing
VBtk
Thursday, July 1, 2010
2010 - First Half Album Retrospective
8. Titus Andronicus - The Monitor - Too much going on for me to process.
7. Phosphorescent - Here's To Taking It Easy - Like what I hear so far, but looking for the proper environment to listen in.
6. Wild Nothing – Gemini - Begging for July.
5. Tame Impala - Innerspeaker - Sounds like a September/October record to me.
4. Here We Go Magic - Pigeons - I expect this one to climb the ranks in a couple more weeks.
3. Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti - Before Today - I listened to this one at the grocery store last night.
2. Delta Spirit - History From Below - Really good after one listen, but haven't heard it since.