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Show Review: Sufjan Stevens [Chicago Theatre; Chicago; 10/15/10]

Here’s what’s fascinating: when tickets for Sufjan Stevens at the Chicago Theatre went on sale a couple months ago, it had been a few years since he’d released any new music. Sufjan had gone on the record saying he wasn’t feeling particularly productive and began to question whether or not the album was a viable form of releasing music anymore. In other words, Sufjan announced tour dates and sold thousands of tickets, all on the assumption that he’d be playing virtually 100% old material. How quickly time flies. Less than an hour after tickets went on sale for the Chicago date of his fall tour (one week after most other cities), there was suddenly a spark of life that came in the form of the hour-long “All Delighted People” EP, immediately released in digital format via Bandcamp. So, suddenly the chances of Sufjan playing some new material on this tour increased exponentially. Then came the second surprise, the announcement of a new full length album, “The Age of Adz”, the release date of last Tuesday perfectly coinciding with the start of the tour. And so it was, over 2 hours of new Sufjan music released before his date at the Chicago Theatre, with the show pretty much sold out before most anyone was aware it existed.

So it was with another collection of very good album reviews and a certain measure of excitement that crowds packed into the Chicago Theatre last Friday night to see what Sufjan Stevens would do. With a sheer screen lowered at the front of the stage to somewhat hide the band, they emerged and launched right into an incredible version of “Seven Swans”. Given it’s extremely precious and sparse arrangement on the record of the same name, the full band rendition gave the song an entirely new life that was at least equal to, if not greater than, the original. Shapes and objects were projected onto both a screen behind the stage and the one in front of it, which was raised near the end of the song. Post-“Seven Swans”, Sufjan greeted the crowd and noted how he was excited to be able to perform some new songs for all of us. Whether or not the crowd was equally excited to hear them was another matter. What followed was 10 songs in a row, 8 of them from “The Age of Adz” and 2 of them from the “All Delighted People” EP. There’s servicing a new album, and then there’s SERVICING a new album. Sufjan chose the latter, and with the likely possibility that at least half the crowd hadn’t heard the majority if not the entirety of it. If you bought a physical copy of the album, you only had a couple days to become familiar with it, unless you streamed it online in the couple weeks prior to its release. Basically, this show was your full introduction to the new stuff, and Sufjan was more than happy to shove you in the pool without any life vest on.

While a majority of confused faces looked on, song after song passed by and Sufjan did his best to keep things lively and interesting. There were about 10 people in his backing band, two drummers, two horn players, two or three guitarists, a keyboard/piano player, and two women singing backup vocals and dancing. Sufjan himself switched around between banjo, electric guitar, keyboards, piano and a couple other instruments, and at one point simply grabbed the microphone and wandered around the front of the stage just singing. There were projections on the screen at the back of the stage the entire time, and occasionally the sheer front stage screen would come down and add more projections. Shapes and space and planets and UFOs all flew around haphazardly, and as Sufjan explained mid-set, it was all inspired by the little-known artist Royal Robertson, whose art graces the cover of “The Age of Adz”. Apparently during the last couple years when he was “creatively challenged”, Robertson’s art spoke to him and snapped him out of that slump. The guy was a paranoid schizophrenic and had some wild ideas about the end of the world, aliens and numerology. It also made for some interesting musical choices on Sufjan’s part, and either listening to the album or simply seeing it performed live will prove that to you. And though there was a clear disconnect between what the music happening on stage and the audience filling the seats, a few moments really did strike home. “I Walked”, the first “single” and a free download from “The Age of Adz”, hit hard probably for those exact reasons. Also, the sheer shock of thet 25.5 minute “Impossible Soul”, complete with Auto-Tune breakdown, caused an intense burst of enthusiasm from the crowd with applause and cheering that was at the level of about 5 songs combined, because that’s essentially what it was. If you’re going to play the city of Chicago though, and you’ve got a song with that exact title that turned into your biggest hit to date, people would have been near-riot angry had Sufjan not played it. Naturally, he saved it for the end of the set, and everyone got out of their seats and sang along. It was a rendition virtually verbatim with the one that appeared on “Illinois”, but when you’ve got the crowd eating out of the palm of your hand going off script into an extended version of a classic song isn’t the best route to take. So with the two older songs sandwiched at the beginning and end of the set and everything else new in between, Sufjan Stevens and his band said goodnight…but not without an encore first.

As Sufjan came out by himself for the encire, he played the lovely but brief “Illinois” piano track “Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois”. That was another straight version, before he brought his two backup singers out to do “Decatur”. As an introduction to the song, Sufjan pretty much said, “I hate this song, it’s a real tongue-twister, but we’re here so we have to do it.” That turned out just fine too, as did “Casimir Pulaski Day” right after that, The really questionable move he made was to play “John Wayne Gacy, Jr.” solo to end the night. As great as that song is, part of the also-great “Illinois” album and a historical legacy of the state, one can’t help but wonder if there was a better, less depressing serial killer-ish choice that could have been made before walking off the stage. Instead it was a somber end to a night that in an ideal world would have been far more upbeat.

If you haven’t noticed by now, this isn’t a rave review praising Sufjan Stevens for his musical brilliance both on and off the stage. The fact of the matter is, the guy is so prolific and talented that he’s raised the bar to a point beyond which even he can reach. The one thing he’s failed to realize in this tour so far is that while people are excited to hear your new stuff, they’re still more passionate about the old stuff. In some recent interviews, Sufjan made some comments about leaving the “cutesy” days behind and presenting a far more mature show than he ever has before. Back in 2005, touring for a few months after the release of “Illinois”, he had cheerleaders and wore a train engineer’s cap and played the banjo. It was such a joyous and happy experience – clearly one he has no intention of repeating anytime soon. As nice of a guy as Sufjan is, and as great as his music might be, he’s very much started to take on the temperament of the tortured genius. Whether it’s the enormous pressure he’s felt from all the critical acclaim and mainstream success he’s achieved thus far, or it’s simply a matter of burnout, the smile seems to have been erased from his face. There was nothing technically wrong with his show at the Chicago Theatre last Friday, everything sounded exactly as it should and the new stuff is pretty excellent as well. A set list where the majority of the songs are from “The Age of Adz” and the “All Delighted People” EP isn’t necessarily frowned upon, but at these early stages when the new material is still seeping into people’s brains, perhaps more of a balance would leave the crowds more satisfied. Then again these are the perils that come from being a relatively popular musician, the pressure to give in and “play the hits” rather than try something new. Sufjan Stevens gets credit for largely ignoring what could have been a very eclectic and satisfying set by challenging the audience with all this new music. That doesn’t give much excuse for the relative disdain for which he played songs from “Illinois” during the encore, but better to play them halfheartedly than not at all. Once “The Age of Adz” and its companion EP have been around long enough to earn some genuine sing-alongs, Sufjan’s live show will reach solid ground once again. At the moment though, he’s running far ahead of the pack and refusing to slow down with the hope that everyone else will catch up with him eventually. Let’s hope that’s sooner rather than later.

Set List:
Seven Swans
Too Much
Age of Adz
Heirloom
I Walked
Now That I’m Older
Vesuvius
Futile Devices
Get Real Get Right
The Owl and the Tanager
Impossible Soul
Chicago
\**ENCORE**/
Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois
Decatur, Or, Round Of Applause For Your Stepmother!
Casimir Pulaski Day
John Wayne Gacy, Jr.

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Live Friday: 10-15-10

Checking back through my personal, handwritten archives of this here website (see: Google currently is disabling my access to 3+ years of online archives), it looks like I featured The Walkmen on a Live Friday session back in May of 2009. They were still out supporting their last album “You & Me”, and put up a great set of material from that excellent record. Well, here we are a year and a half later and they’ve got a brand new album out ,”Lisbon”, and it’s one of 2010’s best. I’m pleased to share this session with you from the band as they do 4 songs from that record, recorded just over a week ago. There’s also an interview you can stream below, where the band talks about the origins of the “Lisbon” title, and whether or not each new album is a response to the one before it. Enjoy.

The Walkmen – Blue As Your Blood (Live on WXPN)
The Walkmen – Angela Surf City (Live on WXPN)
The Walkmen – Juveniles (Live on WXPN)
The Walkmen – Woe Is Me (Live on WXPN)

Stream the entire interview/session 

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Pick Your Poison: Friday 10-15-10

Friday’s edition of Pick Your Poison is pretty well custom designed to get your weekend started right. A hefty stack of mp3s for you, many of them being excellent. Highlights you’ll want to definitely check out from Ben Weaver, James Husband, Kelley Stoltz, Nicole Atkins and William Ryan Fritch. I purposely grouped those singular artist names together. The band The War On Drugs is also worth your time, as is a remix of a Holy Fuck song. Enjoy your weekend.

Ben Weaver – East Jefferson

Brent Amaker and the Rodeo – Pocket Calculator (Kraftwerk cover)

Holy Fuck – Stay Lit (Bishop Morocco Remix)

False Positive – Strike Up the Band

James Husband – Window

Jump Clubb – Futile Devices (Sufjan Stevens cover)

Kelley Stoltz – I Remember, You Were Wild

Mikix the Cat – The Key

Nicole Atkins – Vultures

Panico – Icon

The Sewing Room – Kill Me

Travel By Sea – Eventually

The War On Drugs – The History of Plastic

William Ryan Fritch – When the Ground Is Numb

Album Review: Antony and the Johnsons – Swanlights [Secretly Canadian]

In the last five years alone, Antony Hegarty has been more productive than he has in all the years prior. To put it more clearly, since 2005’s “I Am A Bird Now”, he’s taken a bit of a star turn on the debut album from Hercules and Love Affair and put out two new records and two EPs. If it seems like it’s only been a minute since there was an Antony and the Johnsons record, you’d be right. Last year Antony and his band put out “The Crying Light”, and a couple months ago came the “Thank You For Your Love” EP. Now there’s yet another album out this week from Antony and the Johnsons titled “Swanlights”. If you’re enough of a fan, a limited edition version of the record comes with a 144-page art book that features paintings, photography and writing by Antony. The two are intended to compliment one another, even if most people will only get the music half.

What helps make Antony Hegarty such a compelling musician is the way he combines that gorgeous falsetto of his with delicate instrumentation to compliment the impassioned words that are being spoken. Unlike so many bands that can get away with a catchy guitar riff or bouncy chorus, Antony and the Johnsons albums are designed for close and hushed listens, the kind where you lay on the floor with headphones and try to both decipher the poetry in the lyrics while allowing the gripping emotions in Antony’s vocals to create additional depth to that. A song like “Thank You For Your Love”, which repeats the titular phrase dozens of times, is an excellent example of how even the simplest of lines can change the entire tone of a song based solely on how it’s sung. The horns, piano and percussion help to round out one of the most accessible Antony and the Johnsons songs to date, but by no means are those things essential the more you listen to it.

While it’d be nice to say that if Antony went a capella that these songs would be just as great, the truth is that the myriad of instruments on “Swanlights” help provide the necessary structure and commercial viability a record like this requires. Compared to past Antony and the Johnsons albums, this new one is actually the most varied and exploratory in terms of song structure and genre. Pop isn’t the right word to describe any of the songs on “Swanlights”, but certain moments are easier to digest than others. Much of the first half of the record appears devoted to the previously mentioned experimentation, though these songs aren’t so much challenging as they are simply revealing a different side of Antony. “The Great White Ocean” is intensely restrained, devoted almost entirely to Antony’s vocals with just a sparse acoustic guitar to aid him in holding down the melody. Compare that with the lush “I’m In Love” just two songs later, which incorporates organ, piano, strings and a tempo that’s upbeat but not quite toe-tapping. It’s almost night and day when you examine how both tracks were constructed. The title track only dabbles for the first 30 seconds in backwards recording, but that’s also virgin territory for the band. It makes you wonder why after a few short piano bits and a line or two of vocals things flipped to the normal forwards.

One of the biggest issues with “Swanlights” is how unevenly paced/sequenced things are. With such a wide variety of sonic experiments, the constant jumping around takes you out of the full album experience just a little bit. You want the quieter piano tracks next to one another, the big orchestral numbers close by, and the higher gear uplifting stuff in a group. At least that way you can argue that there are various parts as you journey through the record. To surround a more upbeat horns track “Thank You For Your Love” with the delicate piano and strings of “The Spirit Was Gone” on one side and the standout/standalone piano and vocal acrobatics duet with Bjork “Fletta” on the other is just madness. Taken one by one in single song format, all three tracks are excellent, they just lose a lot of their power because of how and where they’re placed in the album.

It stands with little contention that Antony and the Johnsons have been on something of a prolific streak with all of their recent releases. They espouse a certain sound and have ably maintained it since “I Am A Bird Now”, with the twist here and turn there to keep everyone fully engaged and wanting more. With “Swanlights” there’s an even greater extension of that trademark sound into territories unknown, and virtually all of the little experiments work tremendously well. The issue is less with the individual songs themselves and more with how the entire record comes together. Specifically, when listened to from start to finish this album sounds like one large transitional phase, in which the band is just throwing a bunch of different stuff at the wall to see what sticks. If these songs were represented by foods, one would be a chewed piece of gum, another would be peanut butter, and a third might be maple syrup. You like all these foods, and depending on what you have a taste for will eat them in delicious fashion. But does a peanut butter, gum and syrup sandwich sound at all appetizing? No it does not. You want to eat one at a time. “Swanlights” goes for the combo sandwich and it winds up a bit iffy. The best choice is to pick one thing and make a full meal out of it. That’s what’s worked for Antony and the Johnsons in the past, and hypothetically speaking, should work for them again in the future.

Antony and the Johnsons – Thank You For Your Love

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Pick Your Poison: Thursday 10-14-10

We’re getting so close to the weekend you can almost taste it. Today’s yet another packed edition of Pick Your Poison. Plenty of songs to choose from, and also plenty of highlights. Check out new tracks from Breathe Owl Breathe, Callers, and the great Surf City. You can also download a song from the classic band Cex, learn a little something about N.A.S.A. offshoot project FuzZ, and smoke a bit of Truman Peyote.

Bow Thayer and Perfect Trainwreck – Dawning  (ZIP)

Breathe Owl Breathe – Across the Loch

Callers – Life of Love

Cex – Freq

Fenech-Soler – Lies (Doctor P Remix)

FuzZ – Marshmallow

Generationals – Trust

The Glass – Four Four Letter

Lights On Moscow – Lord, Let Me Know

Shellshag – Resiliant Bastard

Surf City – Kudos

Toby Richardson – King of All the Moves

Truman Peyote – Turn Into Feathers (ft. Emily Reo)

Woodsy Pride – As Always A Good Thing

Album Review: Blue Water White Death – Blue Water White Death [Graveface]

If two individuals break away from their well-respected bands to form a new one together, does it constitute the formation of a supergroup? It’s a good question, though the answer is most likely the easiest by simply saying yes. With just two people though, it might be more accurate to call them a superduo rather than a supergroup. This week in superduo formations, Blue Water White Death is the name that Jonathan Meiburg of Shearwater and Jaime Stewart of Xiu Xiu came up with for their new project. Their self-titled record is out this week, and if you’re a fan of either of these two guys, there’s something for you here.

Xiu Xiu are a notoriously tough band to get into, primarily because Jaime Stewart seems to really like abstract and challenging melodies. He’s not afraid to get weird, and that’s been to both the benefit and detriment of the band. Shearwater, on the other hand, are well known for their carefully and gorgeously composed songs, implementing strings and a host of other instruments to get the point across. It’s highly dramatic and Jonathan Meiburg’s voice can go from cowering to soaring at the flip of a switch. What’s pretty fascinating as well is how much Meiburg and Stewart sound exactly alike the majority of the time, though Stewart seems to prefer yelping and screaming rather than smoothly soaring. That’s probably because it serves his end purpose better. Vocals aside, it would seem that these two guys and their bands have little in common with one another. so how a collaboration would play out is an interesting concept. Blue Water White Death turns that hypothetical situation into a reality, and surprisingly it plays out how you might expect it to.

Beautiful experimentation are the two words to best describe Blue Water White Death’s debut, as Meiburg carefully handles the beautiful part and Stewart takes care of the experimental part. The album’s first single and longest song at 6+ minutes is “Song for the Greater Jihad”, and it perfectly sums up what to expect from the record. There’s a quietly picked acoustic guitar that comes across as shimmering, and matched with Meiburg’s delicately forceful vocals it could be a Shearwater song. But then there are the obtuse and loud bass guitar hits every so often, coming across like somebody is smashing the guitar with a mallet. There’s also a power drill that makes a violent appearance somewhere close to the middle of the track, for no apparent reason than to create more odd cacophony. These things don’t exactly ruin the track, but they do feel just a little forced, like they both listened to the song and said, “it sounds too precious and clean”. That seems to be the motive or manifesto for most of the record, calm beauty occasionally interrupted by noises that clearly don’t belong. Over the album’s 8 tracks, that pattern is largely repeated time and time again, to the point where things start to blend together a little and standout moments are hard to come by. “Grunt Tube” is nice, and paired up with “Song for the Greater Jihad” they form a nice 1-2 punch. The same goes for the two closing tracks “Gall” and “Rendering the Juggalos”, the former taking on some more psychedelic elements while the latter splices together a series of noises to excellent effect. In between those relative bookends there’s a gray area that’s more okay than it is great.

Meiburg and Stewart chose to name their band after a documentary about shark hunters, and listening to this Blue Water White Death debut makes perfect sense when considered in that context. Meiburg represents the Blue Water half of the band, crafting melodies that soundtrack the relative calm and mystery of the sea. Stewart takes the form of White Death, like a predator shark prowling those quiet waters and attacking prey at will. That being said, the combination may be unique but it lacks real purpose. Not much comes off as revelatory or particularly worth your time, especially when comparing this project with the two members’ main bands. Perhaps the album’s problems have something to do with the fact that they wrote and recorded it in only a week, entering the studio with no instruments or set plans. It’s no wonder that most of the tracks feel somewhat haphazardly thrown together or not entirely complete. The thought was good, the execution was not. For fans of Shearwater and/or Xiu Xiu, Blue Water White Death is something worth at least giving a try, just to see if it strikes you in the right way. Most everyone else will struggle and probably give up on it. This debut has given us enough of a reason to see that the pairing of these two dynamic artists can yield strong results, it just might take a little bit of time and care to nurture the project into something healthier for mass consumption.

Blue Water White Death – Song for the Greater Jihad

Buy “Blue Water White Death” from Graveface Records

Pick Your Poison: Wednesday 10-13-10

Lots o’ music in today’s Pick Your Poison, a little more than normal. That just means more highlights for you to download. My personal picks for today include tracks from So So Glos, True Womanhood and Weekends. There’s a brand new cut from Deerhoof as well, definitely worth your time, and Philadelphia Grand Jury do a remarkable cover of Jay-Z’s “99 Problems”.

The Amplifetes – Fokker

Blonde Summer – Cathode Ray

Dearling Physique – Discipline Your Hands 

Deerhoof – The Merry Barracks 

Gamma Gamma Rays – Roam

Giant Sand – Fields of Green

Head Like A Kite – Diamond Paint

KAV – Mr. Nice (ft. Howard Marks)

Philadelphia Grand Jury – 99 Problems (Jay-Z cover)

So So Glos – Fred Astaire

True Womanhood – Dream Cargoes

We Can’t Enjoy Ourselves – Put Your Blue Dress On
We Can’t Enjoy Ourselves – A Charming Man

Weekends – Jerk Center

Whitey Morgan and The 78s – I Ain’t Drunk

Album Review: Belle & Sebastian – Write About Love [Matador]

If you’re reading this, chances are your interest in music is such that by now you’ve heard at least one album from Belle & Sebastian in your lifetime. They’ve been around since 1996 and have a handful of critically acclaimed albums to their name, so to ignore them or at the very least not give them a try would be shorting yourself. True, not everybody LOVES Belle & Sebastian, but they keep getting more and more popular with each successive release. Their last album, 2006’s “The Life Pursuit”, saw them crack the Top 10 UK Albums chart for the first time ever, and a mid-60s rank on the US charts was also their highest to date. They’re also playing larger venues, to the point where they had a very strongly attended show at the 3,000+ capacity Chicago Theatre earlier this week. The grand point in all this is that Belle & Sebastian are continuing to grow in esteem, and their new album “Write About Love” provides that much more evidence as to why. If you actively dislike the group, there won’t be any reason for you to change that opinion, but for any newbies, this new record isn’t a bad place to start primarily because there are very few bad places to start in the band’s catalogue period.

Every now and then it’d be nice if Belle & Sebastian would just throw us a curveball by attempting something truly experimental. Sure, they’ve dabbled in such moments before – a song like “Your Cover’s Blown” is one of the best songs in their library – but those have been far too fleeting. Instead, the band has created a set of expectations with each new release and they largely stick to the script. Today it’s classified as indie pop, but their on-the-sleeve influences stem from the late 60s and early 70s, when there was plenty of AM gold to go around and disco was something of a passing phase. The sound is instantly recognizable though, and indie kids without the classic rock knowledge have probably labeled at least a couple recent bands as “Belle & Sebastian-y”. There’s always a splash of guitar, occasionally it gets funky and into a toe-tapping groove, while the bass often takes a walk, a piano might pop up for a moment, and more extraneous elements like horn/string sections or xylophones don’t feel too out of place. Vocally, there’s lots of sharing, and though Stuart Murdoch is the official “frontman” for the band, it’s not uncommon for Sarah Martin to add her female influence via harmonies, call-and-response lyrics, or taking over the lead entirely. Stevie Jackson and others also handle portions of the singing, as this is very much a group affair. But have a listen to virtually any Belle & Sebastian album and you’ll find all these elements. Listen to “Write About Love” and you’ll be “surprised” to learn they’re back again.

So what separates “Write About Love” from everything else the band has done? Not a whole lot, but if you’re working on the “if it ain’t broke” model, this isn’t a problem. Norah Jones pops up for a duet with Murdoch on “Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John”, which would be an interesting twist had the track not gone for the obvious smooth, almost jazzy stylings Jones is typically known for. That actually hurts the record just a little, taking the focus away from what’s pretty much a strong collection of pop songs and ballads otherwise. So long as we’re mentioning guest cameos, actress Carey Mulligan (see: “An Education”, “Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps”) also pops up for the album’s title track, and the good thing is that she’s got a strong voice yet doesn’t have a legitimate singing career (i.e. she’s not playing the “double threat” card a la Zooey Deschanel). You’d never know it was Carey Mulligan either (it could well have been Sarah Martin again) had there not been a bunch of press making a fuss about it. Special guests aside, what continues to make Belle & Sebastian such a draw and each of their releases so worthwhile are the small things that aren’t the easiest to pick up on. Take opener “I Didn’t See It Coming”, which starts off with typical flourishes of piano and guitar matched to Martin’s voice. It’s all very pleasant, and the harmonies come in and it’s even more pleasant, and then suddenly the track builds into this monstrosity where synths enter the fray and everything just gets overwhelming in the best way possible. It’s like a weather microburst, where it’s sunny outside one minute, then storming like crazy the next before quickly returning back to sun. And if you’re looking for the song that wins the prize for best composition, look no further than “Come On Sister”, which is an incredibly tight pop song that does everything Belle & Sebastian do best without a single second wasted. If effortlessly catchy is your style, try “I Want the World” on for size and tell me if the 1-2 lyrical punch of “I want the world to stop/give me the morning” doesn’t stick with you for awhile afterwards.

All indicators suggest that “Write About Love” is yet another check mark in the “excellent” column for Belle & Sebastian. How they’ve been able to keep up such a strong stable of records largely seems to be a product of embracing the fully collaborative spirit everyone seems to bring to the studio. Stuart Murdoch may have been the guy most responsible for the band’s early work, but he’s by no means infallible, as evidenced by that little side project he’s been working on the past couple years, God Help the Girl. The whole concept of it being a soundtrack to a supposed musical he was busy writing and preparing to stage/film was somewhat clever, but given that nothing’s really come of it leaves an album and EP’s worth of songs out there with little to no context or meaning behind them. Perhaps they’d be better were they placed within a plotted framework? But getting back to it, while most Belle & Sebastian records do sound the same, the strength of the full band continues to try and push that sound to newer, more advanced levels. On “Write About Love”, the arrangements are tighter and more beautiful than ever before, while Murdoch’s lyrics hold steady on his two favorite topics, love and religion. The couple tracks that do fall just a little flat hold the album back from eclipsing much of the band’s previous work, but if you’re a fan it probably won’t bother you much, if at all. After nearly 5 years, it’s just nice to have more Belle & Sebastian in our lives.

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Pick Your Poison: Tuesday 10-12-10

Today’s recommendations for Pick Your Poison include tracks from The Black, Callers, Idlewild, and a Seabear remix.

The Black – Throwing Away

The Bloody Beetroots – Dissolve (Remix)

Callers – How You Hold Your Arms

The Driftwood Singers – Coco Ellis

Holy Sons – Slow Days

Hurtbird – Traveling

Idlewild – Younger Than America

Jonah – Please Let Go
Jonah – Bees

Seabear – I’ll Build You A Fire (FM Belfast Remix)

Sparrow’s Gate – Caught Me By Surprise

Teron Beal – Magic Mushroom

Album Review: Marnie Stern – Marnie Stern [Kill Rock Stars]

Marnie Stern is inspiring. Even when she’s trying not to be, she still inspires. Her last album, “This Is It and I Am It and You Are It and So Is That and He Is It and She Is It and It Is It and That Is That” (a title I will NOT type again) was a rousing call to arms, a battle cry of motivational songs perhaps best defined by the singular lyric, “The future is yours, so fill this part in”. Outside of her compelling wordplay, Stern’s unique finger-tapping guitar work matched with drummer Zach Hill’s insane beats behind the kit make for another tremendously gripping and inspiring bit of work that gives you a whole other reason to keep listening. For her third album, which is self-titled, Stern might be in a darker place lyrically, but instrumentally things have never been stronger.

Telling people that the opening track “For Ash” on your new album is about an ex-boyfriend’s suicide probably gets across the point that not everything is going to be about positive self-empowerment. That’s perfectly okay though, because while it may be disheartening to hear depressing things from a woman that seemed to be working so hard against it, there’s nothing subtle or cryptic about what’s being said. Stern is in full confessional mode, and that means a lot of plainspoken and direct words that present a vulnerability that she hasn’t ever put on display before. The emotion has always been there, this is just the first time it’s fully risen to the surface for all to see. No matter how far down she goes though, Stern keeps every single song on the album afloat thanks to her larger-than-life guitar work. The speed and heft at which she drives each melody forwards brings a life and energy that gratifies at every turn. Were you to completely ignore the lyrics (which, given the amount the guitars and drums dominate the mix, isn’t too difficult), it’d be easy to mistake this record for something really upbeat and fun. Dark though they may be, Stern’s lyrics are actually the most important part of her songs. Her guitar work certainly makes each song unique, but if you’ve heard one Marnie Stern song, you get the general idea of what her sound is. The WAY she does it, and the WORDS she uses are what take each individual song to the next level from merely very good to absolutely great.

Speaking specifically to how the songs come together on this third album, most everything is still taken with a ‘loud as hell” approach, set to blow out your eardrums were you to turn it up too loud. Even on a ballad like “Transparency Is the New Mystery”, Stern’s guitar is still cranked to 11 whether you like it or not. One of the few moments of sonic respite though comes in the form of the closing track “The Things You Notice”, and that’s a highly fascinating mid-tempo cut that might be the poppiest thing she’s ever done. There’s a starkly beautiful quality about it as well that moves almost in contrast with the sharp-edged and often obtuse guitar work that permeates the rest of the record. And obtuse though they may be, there’s no lack of hooks on this album either, the majority of them coming in the form of near-anthemic shout-alongs. Outside of the two singles, a song like “Building a Body” is a perfect example of that, built to get heads banging and fists pumping. And while Marnie Stern’s substantial work on this album is more than enough for her to self-title this third effort, it remains essential to give credit to drummer Zach Hill and his incredibly propulsive work. Whether he’s doing his own solo thing or helping out Stern, Hill is one of the best drummers working today, and without him this record would have suffered greatly. This may be credited as a Marnie Stern album, but Hill has close to an equal share in this affair and should be recognized as such.

Fans of Marnie Stern’s last album might find this new self-titled effort just a tiny bit more difficult to get into, the main reason being the somewhat pessimistic outlook the lyrics provide. But those darker lyrics are actually great evidence of her growth as an artist, revealing more layers than we’ve heard from her before. It may take a few listens to fully comprehend what she’s aiming for, but once it finally sinks in you’ll fall in love pretty quickly. For sheer immediate energy and excitement though, this is just as good as anything else she’s put out, and there’s just enough variation to prevent it from feeling tired or stale. Stern is too talented a guitarist and Hill too talented a drummer to allow the material to be anything less than unique. This album really is one of the loudest rock records you’ll hear all year, and with enough of a pop edge to stick in your head long after it’s finished. This may be one for year-end consideration, so don’t let it pass you by without at least giving it a quick taste.

Marnie Stern – For Ash
Marnie Stern – Transparency is the New Mystery

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Pick Your Poison: Monday 10-11-10

Unlike an actual job, I don’t take much in the way of vacation on this here site. I try and post at least one thing every Monday thru Friday, so the occasional holidays are about my only chances to take a break and not have to write something up. Today is Columbus Day (or Thanksgiving in Canada), and while many government employees and such had the day off, to me it’s just another Monday. And so I’ll treat it the same right here, and we’ll do Pick Your Poison as usual. Highlights today include tracks from Glass Vaults, Home Video, Plates of Cake and Tyvek.

Eyeye – Storm

Glass Vaults – Forget Me Not

Home Video – The Smoke

Humanfly – Stew for the Murder Minded

Jed and Lucia – Apostrophe

My Other Friend – Beast (Separated From You At Birth)

Ockums Razor – Pusher

Plates of Cake – Private Yacht

Sacred Animals – Chosen Seed

Tyvek – 4312

Útidúr – Fisherman’s Friend
Útidúr – Grasping for Thoughts

Live Friday: 10-8-10

Best Coast

Here in Chicago, this weekend is shaping up to be our last fling for summer-like weather. Highs in the mid-to-upper 70s and not a single chance for rain. It should be a delight before temperatures go down the crapper. It’s important on a weekend such as this one to get out as much as possible and enjoy it, because who knows how long it’ll be until the next time. All of this makes me look back at the summer of 2010 and the great things it brought. Perhaps my favorite musical treat and the perfect soundtrack to the days of fun in the sun was Best Coast’s debut record “Crazy For You”. In honor of those memories and the last nice weekend for awhile, Live Friday this weeks is a session with Best Coast. Bethany, Bobb and Ali stopped by Minnesota Public Radio a couple weeks ago while on tour and played a couple tracks. They all sound great, as they also did when I saw Best Coast back in July. The band also does an interview where they discuss things like Bill Murray being a fan, the rumors that Bobb used to babysit Bethany back in the day, and the Mall of America. I also can’t forget to mention cats. There’s more cat talk. It’s all good, and even if you’re someplace where the weather isn’t so nice this weekend, I hope you’ll find these songs a lot of fun anyways.

Best Coast, Live on MPR 9-28-10:
Best Coast – The End (Live on MPR)
Best Coast – Boyfriend (Live on MPR)
Best Coast – Summer Mood (Live on MPR)

Stream the entire interview/session

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Pick Your Poison: Friday 10-8-10

John Lennon’s 70th birthday would have been tomorrow, and I really hope you’ll be doing something to help celebrate the life of one of the greatest musical talents this world has ever known. As some people do, I tend to place at least a little bit of blame on Yoko Ono for the ultimate demise of The Beatles and the start of John’s solo career that kind of paled compared to all he’d done before. But no matter how you feel about John Lennon, especially if you’re a wholehearted McCartney supporter, you should give the guy some respect for penning such amazing songs.

Unfortunately I can’t “legally” give you a bunch of Lennon songs as part of today’s Pick Your Poison, but I can give you a bunch of solid mp3s for your weekend listening pleasure. You’ll want to pay particular attention to songs from The Charlatans, The High Dials and Twin Shadow. The band Odd Future is pretty cool too, and they’d very much like you to know that their sound is NOT horror-core. I actually agree with them on that one. Oh, and if you’ve ever wondered what The Strokes’ “Take It Or Leave It” might sound like as a synth-pop girl band song, The Suzan have you covered below.

Cashes Rivers – Our Boats

The Charlatans – Love Is Ending

Cheap Time – I’d Rather Be Alone

The High Dials – Chinese Boxes

Keepaway – 100 (Sunglasses Remix)

Midnight Juggernauts – Lara Vs. The Savage Pack (LOL Boys Remix)

Odd Future – Sandwitches

Samuel ft. Joell Ortiz – I Heart NY Remix

Sorry No Ferrari – Ashtar

The Suzan – Take It Or Leave It (The Strokes cover)

Twin Shadow – Castles in the Snow

Pick Your Poison: Thursday 10-7-10

The good ‘ol inbox was full of sonic delights today, and as is the Pick Your Poison tradition, I’m more than happy to share them with you. Among the notables, the band The Heavy has picked up a bunch of press so far this year, and they’ll be releasing a new EP soon, a track from which you can download below. Additionally, there’s a split single from Kid Congo Powers and the Pink Monkeybirds on one side and Hunx and His Punx on the other, packaged together in a lovely ZIP file for you. I’m also extremely pleased to be offering a track from the great Chicago duo Moneypenny – keep a close eye on them. New cuts from Unicycle Loves You and Woodsman also are more than worth checking out.

The Heavy – That Kind of Man (1.1)

Impossible Hair – You Can Own

Kid Congo Powers and the Pink Monkeybirds – Floor Length Hair AND Hunx and His Punx – Dream On (Little Dreamer)

The Limousines – Internet Killed the Video Star (The Soundmen Remix)

Moneypenny – Destroy

Montagna and the Mouth to Mouth – Ultrapolyamorous

Paul Avion – Henry Sage & Mrs. Wolverton

Roman Photos – Decline

Unicycle Loves You – Teenage Ghost House
Unicycle Loves You – Mountain Lungs

Woodsman – Balance

Album Review: Clinic – Bubblegum [Domino]

Six albums and just more than ten years in, Clinic have come a long way from the glory days of their 2000 debut “Internal Wrangler”. That and 2002’s “Walking With Thee” established the medical scrubs-wearing band as heavily indebted to 60s and 70s psychedelia, though their modern twist was often far more experimental and anti-pop. Most people probably discovered the band through one of those two records, which created what qualified as “buzz” in an era when the mp3 was just getting legs as a distribution method for music. Without the benefit of a million music blogs, the band truly earned their stripes the old fashioned way, only to slowly lose them with a string of records that failed to expand much on their “groovy” initial splash. There have been subtle changes over the course of records like “Winchester Cathedral”, “Visitations” and “Do It!”, but with the advent of other sharply psych-pop leaning groups such as Animal Collective, Clinic has fallen largely by the wayside. Despite this, there’s no other group making music today that quite captures what Clinic have going for them, and they prove it again sufficiently on their latest release “Bubblegum”.

Kicking off with the mid-tempo “I’m Aware”, right away things sound a bit different from your standard Clinic fare. There’s a briskly strummed acoustic guitar that leads into strings and a mellow but overtly firm vocals from Ade Blackburn. The sound has an almost Troggs vibe to it, and the surprisingly heartfelt lyrics about the greatness of love differ from the vaguer, darker things the band has explored previously. Also interesting is the title track, which makes ample use of wah-wah guitars to the point where it comes off like the soundtrack to a lost blaxploitation film from the 70s. That’s an arena the band hasn’t explored much, if at all, and it’s just too bad they don’t try more of it. Then again, excessive use of wah-wah guitars can get a little cliched after awhile. For fans of what might best be described as “classic Clinic”, i.e. the type of songs they’ve done a lot of before, take comfort in a track like “Lion Tamer”, which is heavy on the guitars and distortion. The track’s brisk pace and acid rock stylings act as something of a breath of fresh air on the surprising amount of ballad-esque tracks that surround it on either side. “Milk & Honey” is another one that looks back to the band’s earlier days, and Blackburn gets all mumbley and mushmouthed as he’s done so many times before. But in the spirit of mixing things up, a song like “Radiostory” comes along, which pairs a very bass and organ-heavy instrumental with a spoken word tale. For a brief moment it resembles something The Clientele would do (have done…see “Losing Haringey”), but the backing music isn’t quite as gorgeous though the story is relatively meaningful. What is pretty beautiful is “Forever (Demis Blues)”, which actually incorporates a banjo as one of the main instruments next to the percussion that keeps things at the pace of a steady shuffle. Additionally pleasant-sounding is the instrumental track “Una Astronauta En Cielo”, which mixes acoustic guitars, drum machines and just a little bit of keyboards. This all comes before what winds up being one of Clinic’s best songs to date in the album-closing “Orangutan”. The wah-wah guitars make a return, but there’s plenty of heavy electrics and a psychedelic stomp that’s probably the grooviest and most solid thing the band can offer.

Despite what feels like more than a handful of sonic experiments, virtually everything on “Bubblegum” sounds exactly like Clinic. That’s not to suggest a lack of diversity in the band’s approach, but more that there’s so many ways you can skin a cat. Whether it’s Ade Blackburn’s often overly calm vocal performance or just the simple fact that much of what Clinic does carries with it the tones of 60s and 70s psychedelia, something is giving this record inescapable roots. Given that the band does tend to have a sound all their own (ostensibly speaking), nobody can fault them for staying inside the same bubble for six records. Were they to shove out an 80s synth pop or a 90s grunge album, it’d more than likely be regarded as a huge mistake and a blemish on their careers. As it stands, much of their catalogue ranges from great to pretty good, with only perhaps one small misstep. “Bubblegum” probably ranks somewhere towards the middle of their discography when arranged according to overall quality. There’s a bunch of good songs here, enough challenging material to satisfy long-time fans, and it also happens to be the most beautiful thing they’ve ever done. It may not be the revitalizing shot Clinic needs to get back on the “buzz band” trail, but for those that know and love the band, it delivers in the exact way needed to ensure you keep a close eye on them until next time.

Clinic – I’m Aware

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