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Album Review: Okkervil River – I Am Very Far [Jagjaguwar]


It seems hard to believe that the last Okkervil River album “The Stand Ins” was only released three years ago. In fact it seems like the band has been gone much longer than that, even when they really haven’t been gone at all. Perhaps it was the unprecedented amount of music they have released in the last 10 years, rarely going a full year without throwing something new in our direction. Such wealth of new material keeps people talking about the band consistently while also spoiling us in the mentality that the well might never run dry. The point of exhaustion was apparently 2008 though, and the reviews for “The Stand Ins” seemed to echo the band’s weariness. The melodies had begun to drag and Will Sheff’s extensively poetic lyrics were getting more predictable, and that’s without mentioning the high concept themes of the excess and vices of being a celebrity that last record brought with it. “The Stand Ins” was the second part of a two-part examination on the same topic, with “The Stage Names” coming the year before and dealing with the equally heavy subjects of porn stars and the suicide of poet John Berryman, among others. So what have Okkervil River been doing these last couple years? Not nearly relaxing as you might think, but instead they worked in support of the great Roky Erickson for his 2010 record “True Love Cast Out All Evil”. It was Erickson’s first album of new material in 14 years, and Okkervil River were his backing band both in the studio and on tour in support of that record. In 2011 the band returned to writing and performing their own material, and their new album out this week is titled “I Am Very Far”, which almost ironically sticks so close to many of the tenets they’re best known for.

Unlike the last few Okkervil River albums, “I Am Very Far” has no explicit concept as a running thread to connect all the songs together. It’s been awhile since the band has freed themselves from such constraints, and as a result there’s a greater sense that anything might be possible. This could be the album that changes everything we knew or thought we knew about Okkervil River. The record starts with “The Valley”, and purely paying attention to the instruments in the first 30 seconds bears some interesting results. An acoustic guitar and a shaker are the only two things at play initially, but it doesn’t take long for the drums to show up and turn an otherwise meek moment into something HUGE. If you’re a big fan of stadium rock from the 80s, you should be overly familiar with the echo-laden boom of somebody slamming on a single drum at a very martial pace. The track has that sort of massive feel to it, and the lyrics work towards backing that theory up with a “journey through the valley of the rock and roll dead”. So it turns out Okkervil River still have a fascination with death, specifically the death of artists and musicians, but what’s changed ever so slightly is their sound. For a band that has lyrically and instrumentally spent more than one record condemning the excesses of rock stardom, there’s almost an irony in the band’s apparent attempt to score some mainstream success this time around. That’s not to say an Arcade Fire level of success is what they’re striving for, but these songs are remarkably more expansive and inclusive than so much of what they’ve done previously. And it’s not even just the big drums on “The Valley” that provide such evidence, but the piano and strings play a large role in taking the track to the next step as well, just a mere preview of what’s to come on the rest of the album.

The staff that participated in the recording of “I Am Very Far” is about as equally big as the sound itself. Seven guitarists, two pianists, two drummers and two bassists are all coming together to contribute their individual talents, taking the band to the roster level of a Broken Social Scene, even though there are only about six main band members that will be responsible for recreating these songs on tour. Still, with such a collective you’re able to throw things into the mix that would just normally never be there, such as the tearing of paper or the fast-forwarding/rewinding of a cassette tape, both a part of “Piratess”. Those bits of extravagance are interesting, but it begs the question as to how essential they really are. With so much going on and so many different instruments at play, a song can come off as a wall of sound rather than a more studied, carefully constructed track. The word overstuffed comes to mind, being completely overwhelmed by a wave of too many things at once. A song like “Rider” is great until the final minute where everything swirls into this hodge-podge of instruments. When used economically though, the wider array of instruments at the band’s fingertips can prove beneficial. “Lay of the Last Survivor” could have been a relatively simple acoustic guitar ballad, but the small bits of woodwinds and the occasional vocal harmonies add just a touch more beauty and emotion in exactly the way needed. The same can be said for “Hanging From A Hit”, with its subtle piano, somber horns and choir of voices. In the six minute finale “The Rise”, there’s so much instrumentation packed into the song but it’s all dished out in parts rather than having everything come together in one huge cauldron of noise. The piano forms the core of the melody, but a string section comes along for the ride before stepping back for some electric guitar which then leads into woodwinds and oh so many voices. How it all ends in the final minute is just in a complete breakdown of everything, as the instruments fall off the rails and go gently into that good night. It is a credit to the band that they never rise up as the title suggests but instead whimper away to best fit the tone.

Unlike past Okkervil River records in which Will Sheff’s vocals and lyrics seem to take front and center, “I Am Very Far” proves to be much more engaging when viewed from a well-rounded perspective. Everything placed on equal footing is both beneficial and detrimental to the band. It helps because clearly Okkervil River have learned a lot about what makes for a strong melody and developed more of a sonic palette in which to showcase that. Any progression is good progression, particularly at this point in their careers. Sheff has always been the strong player on his own, and he continues to keep that strength on display even as the instrumentals catch up with him. The topics of his songs are things he’s covered before, though over multiple records that have all been thematically oriented. This time it’s just an assortment which is nice too. Among the problems this record has, an overabundance of talent and the ability to effectively utilize all of it is probably the worst offense here. The simplest solution to the problem is to scale back just a little, striving for simpler but still inventive melodies. There are also moments of general weakness, where a couple songs near the middle of the record verge on boring and fail to excite in the way the others do. Tracks like “White Shadow Waltz” and “We Need A Myth” both sound like they were taken from the book of Arcade Fire in this record’s continued bid for a wider, more popular audience. Outside of the opening cut and the late album revival “Wake and Be Fine” though, nothing else hits quite as hard or impresses nearly as much. Still, there are a couple ballads on the second half of the album that are both promising and beautiful, showing Okkervil River still gets plenty right and very little wrong. Looks like this is a step up from the comparatively weak “The Stand Ins”, but fails to quite meet the quality of the band’s finest work in the vein of “Black Sheep Boy” and “The Stage Names”. Really it’s just nice to hear another new Okkervil River album, as three years almost seems like too long to wait. Hopefully the next one will once again expand on the best things “I Am Very Far” have to offer, and we won’t be forced to sit around for more than a year or two to get it.

Okkervil River – Wake and Be Fine

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Pick Your Poison: Friday 5-6-11

Another weekend is here, and hopefully you’re in a place where the weather is set to be wonderful. Spend some time outside if you can and have a little fun. Pick Your Poison is a little fun today too, with a number of covers and generally good, summery tracks. Anni Rossi covering Aaliyah is great, and Bird Call covering Beck isn’t half bad either. Pay particular attention to tracks from Blue Eyed Shark Experiment, King Tuff and Sam Roberts Band featuring Lizzie Powell of Land of Talk.

Anni Rossi – Are You That Somebody (Aaliyah cover)

BAnanas Symphony – To Love Somebody

Bird Call – Lost Cause (Beck cover)

Blue Eyed Shark Experiment – What to Do
Blue Eyed Shark Experiment – Tap Dance

Bravestation – White Wolves
Bravestation – White Wolves (Teen Daze Remix)  

Choongum – Meteor Baths (White Mountains Remix)

Ghostly Dust Machine – Ode to A Baby Snowstorm

King Tuff – Hands

LCD Soundsystem – Tribulations (Acid Invaders remix)

Mike Meehan – So Easy

Mount Moriah – Only Way Out

Rx Bandits – My Lonesome Only Friend

Sam Roberts Band – Longitude (ft. Lizzie Powell)

Tim Easton & The Freelan Barons – Daily Life

Vadoinmessico – The Adventure of a Diver

Virgin of the Birds – Let Me Be Your Bride

You Can’t Win Charlie Brown – Over the Sun/Under the Water

SOUNDCLOUD

Abigail Washburn – Chains (Single Mix)

Benjamin Francis Leftwich – Box Of Stones

Pick Your Poison: 5-5-11

Happy Cinco de Mayo! I hope you had at least one meal today that involved Mexican food and alcohol. So delicious, and you’ve got to wonder how things might have turned out had the Mexicans lost their battle against France back in the 1800s. There are some spicy mp3s in today’s edition for you. Highlights include tracks from Abigail Washburn, Alexander Turnquist, aTelecine (porn star/actress Sasha Grey’s band), The Henry Clay People, Hex Dispensers, Thee Oh Sees and Unouomedude. In other words, lots of great stuff. You can also stream a new Sonny and the Sunsets track in the Soundcloud section.

Abigail Washburn – City of Refuge

Alexander Turnquist – Spherical Aberrations

aTelecine – Carry

Blithe Field – Crushing

Flipsyde – Act Like A Cop Did It

The Henry Clay People – California Wildfire

Hex Dispensers – Agatha’s Antlers

Thee Oh Sees – I Need Seed

Theme Park – Milk

Torpedo – Islands in Eternity

Unouomedude – Frequency

Ursula 1000 – Repetez Le Repetoire

Yellow Dogs – Gastronomic Meal

Yourself and the Air – Sick Days

SOUNDCLOUD

Brookes Brothers – In Your Eyes

The London Souls – She’s So Mad

The Lucid Dream – Love In My Veins

Sonny and the Sunsets – Reflections on Youth

Album Review: Beastie Boys – Hot Sauce Committee Part Two [Capitol]


Why have the Beastie Boys been so incredibly slow in releasing new material? The last 15 years or so they’ve been moving at a pace senior citizens would admire, and the trio aren’t nearly at that age. Perhaps it’s more the good fortune of having a strong legacy and enough money where you don’t exactly need to make another album ever again. Outside of their strong legacy and continued popularity in spite of their long breaks between records, one big indicator of how well they’re doing financially can be determined simply by examining what they’ve done as a group the last several years. Their last technical “album” was 2007’s “The Mix Up”, notable for being completely instrumental. Their last hip hop record was 2004’s “To the Five Boroughs”, a love letter to post-9/11 New York that saw a scaling back on both their compositional style as well as general silliness. Then there was the fate of “Hot Sauce Committee Part One”. Penciled in for a 2009 release, the Beastie Boys chose to first delay it indefinitely and then skip releasing it altogether once MCA came down with cancer. If you need cash or even just want more of it (especially if you have crazy expensive medical bills), you don’t put off releasing an already complete album like that. The point is, the Beastie Boys are pretty well off. They could quit the music business and live comfortably for the rest of their lives. Instead, they’re once again returning, this time with a re-worked version of what was supposed to be “Hot Sauce Committee Part One” and appropriately calling it “Hot Sauce Committee Part Two”.

Perhaps the biggest indicator that the Beastie Boys were back was the music video they released for the new single “Make Some Noise”, which was part of a larger 30 minute film called “Fight For Your Right Revisited”. For even the most casual Beastie Boys fan there was something worthwhile in the video. Not only did it have a lot in common visually with the group’s breakout hit “(You Gotta) Fight For Your Right (To Party)”, but the new single also boasted an immense list of guest stars such as Will Ferrell, Jack Black, Elijah Wood, Seth Rogen, Danny McBride, Ted Danson, John C. Reilly, Rainn Wilson, Will Arnett, Susan Sarandon and Steve Buscemi. It may be the most celebrity-intense video of all time for a song that’s both remarkably badass and also very old school for them. Surprisingly, that’s how a lot of “Hot Sauce Committee Part Two” comes across – as a relatively vintage Beastie Boys record. They’ve never been the sort of guys to try and outdo or strongly compete against their hip hop peers, but there’s also been very little reason for them to. The voices of Mike D, Ad-Rock and MCA are unique to the point where they’re just about the only group of white rappers people can name. As it stands though, hip hop collectives are always less prominent than individuals, though back in the earliest days of the Beastie Boys there was Wu-Tang and NWA making waves. Even then, despite their frequent use of samples the Beasties still had little trouble picking up instruments on stage and playing them live as need be. It was their connection with rock music that actually earned them their original audience of alternative rockers. The loads of guitar riffs on tracks like “Sabotage” and “No Sleep Til Brooklyn” brought them an edge nobody else was doing (but that Cypress Hill, among others, would later pick up on), and those same concepts remain pretty much theirs and theirs alone today. With the more minimalistic “To the Five Boroughs” and the more sample-heavy “Hello Nasty”, the Beastie Boys moved away from some of the elements that held steadfast those first four records, either out of boredom or the general urge to play around with some new things. Where “Hot Sauce Committee Part Two” shakes out in all this is as almost a mixture of the more classic and contemporary sides of the group. There are some live instruments, some sampling, and other bits from obscure old records and such. Nothing new per se, but if you’re already a fan then you should know better than to expect any real surprises.

Even the couple guest stars on the album aren’t necessarily surprising. “Too Many Rappers” features fellow Brooklynite Nas and was intended to be the first single from “Hot Sauce Committee Part One” back in 2009. The track was sent to radio in advance of that unreleased album, and as such a slightly tweaked “New Reactionaries Version” now appears on “Part Two” officially. Santigold plays the hip hop staple role of female singing the vocal hook in the chorus on “Don’t Play No Game That I Can’t Win”, and it’s refreshing for variety’s sake. Santi herself does a fine job, but it’s also somewhat of a thankless role, so the simple charm is just having her on there in the first place. The rest of the record just has the Beastie Boys doing what they do best, and approaching that style in a wide variety of ways to keep the listener engaged. “Lee Majors Come Again” is one of the more standout tracks on the record, most notable because of how it’s more rock and roll/guitar heavy than these guys have been in a long, long time. It’s also a whole lot of fun in that Beastie Boys sort of way. The music of their youth gets an entertaining throwback jam courtesy of “Nonstop Disco Powerpack”, and a more serious/slower moment shows up via “Long Burn the Fire”. So, like the mixture of old styles and new, “Hot Sauce Committee Part Two” is a well-rounded and enjoyable affair, provided you already have a predisposed liking of the trio.

They haven’t mentioned it, nor have many suggested it, but “Hot Sauce Committee Part Two” could very well be the final Beastie Boys record. MCA isn’t cancer-free yet, despite reports earlier this year that he was. If his medical problems persist indefinitely, that could be the group’s downfall. But even before the cancer, the glacial pace at which they’ve recorded their last couple albums, plus their collective ages (they’re all in their mid-to-late 40s) could mean they’re getting too old for this shit. The new record doesn’t show their age though, outside of making a lot of the same references in their rhymes as they were more than 10 years ago. They’re still as creatively strong and original as always, and the energy appears there too. It’s also more of a return to form after the relative disappointment that was “To the Five Boroughs”. It may be no “Hello Nasty”, nor does it quite have that “of the moment” gusto their earliest albums like “Paul’s Boutique” and “Ill Communication” had going for them, but it is a gentle reminder that the Beastie Boys have still got it and can flaunt it when they choose to. What’s old can never really be new again, but there’s still a large market for vintage. Some fashions never go out of style, and in that same regard nor do the Beastie Boys.

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Pick Your Poison: Wednesday 5-4-11

It’s been a stressful week for me thus far, but my schedule has cleared up somewhat for what’s hopefully the rest of the week, so I’ll have more content and reviews and such in a more normal fashion. Pick Your Poison remains fully intact though, uninterrupted because it’s just a touch easier to get done than a lot of other stuff. Highlights today include tracks from Black Lips, Howth, Little Owl and Zachary Cale.

Amanda Mair – House

Black Lips – Modern Art

Deadmau5 – Raise Your Weapon (Haydn Hoffman and Paul David Remix)

Deligma – Vendetta
Deligma – Goodbye

Emerson, Lake and Palmer – Knife Edge

Germany Germany – Just Go (ft. Steffaloo)

HØLAS – Halos For Sale

Howth – Idaho #1

Little Owl – Black On White

Loon – Kiss Pit

Max Burgundy – Hey Love

Skyjelly – Acosta

Sna-fu Grand Desordre Orchestre – Firefriend (Electricity Remix)

To Disappear – To Be By Your Side
To Disappear – TBC

Under Electric Light – Someone Somewhere

Zachary Cale – Mourning Glory Kid

SOUNDCLOUD

Lady Citizen – Flower Bunch

The Muel – All Kinds Of Love

Sounds of Nonno – The Crush

Pick Your Poison: Tuesday 5-3-11

If you’re on Tumblr, not that I’m trying to recruit anybody, but you might want to check out my page on there this month, where I’ll be doing a “Song A Day in May”. Just a little something fun to keep occupied for the time being, and a chance to highlight some tracks I think are particularly great outside of the daily Pick Your Poison. Today’s edition of that is below, and features great new stuff from Light Asylum, Sleepy Vikings, Vandervelde and Vetiver.

4-Ize – People

Bikini – R.I.P. (Grimes Remix)

Daniel Isaiah – High Twilight

Dope Body – Bangers and Yos

Gwyneth and Monko – Found In Benson

La Chansons – Spin the Bottle

Light Asylum – Dark Allies

Deadline – Hurry Up Pronto

Miles Jones – Time Machine

Processory – All Good Things

Quit Your Dayjob – Environmental

Sarabeth Tucek – Get Well Soon

Sleepy Vikings – Flashlight Tag

Slow Dancing Society – The Delicate Sound of Silence

Vandervelde – More Than You Can Feel

Vetiver – Can’t You Tell

White Mountains – Spectra

SOUNDCLOUD

Bass Science – Slip N Slide

Disk Jo Slim – Pursuit of Perfection

Album Review: Fleet Foxes – Helplessness Blues [Sub Pop]


There’s something both incredible and daunting about crafting a near perfect debut record, to the point where it gets named by everyone and their mother to be the best thing released that year. Fleet Foxes pulled off such an achievement, as their self-titled first album won over millions of hearts, minds and ears just a few years ago in 2008. The sun-streamed pastoral folk with rich vocal harmonies made for some glorious throwback to the heydays of Fairport Convention, The Beach Boys and Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young. The phrase “with great power comes great responsibility” absolutely applies in this case, with the band having to deal with the pressures of immediate success and how to craft a follow-up album that might be equal to or greater than what came before it. Making the entire process that much more painstaking was a serious battle with writer’s block that frontman Robin Pecknold encountered, not to mention a large number of songs that wound up in the trash after the band considered them unsatisfactory. So it’s been a tough road, but Fleet Foxes have moved past it, incorporating their frustration and depression into a darker sophmore effort with a title that says it all, “Helplessness Blues”.

Right from the opening verse of first track “Montezuma”, there’s a noticeable difference in what Fleet Foxes are doing compared to their last record. “Sun It Rises” was the introduction to the self-titled album, and it featured warm acoustic strings and a pace that was just shy of galloping. It very much exuded the ethos of the title and lyrics, that of a warm ball of light sliding up from below the horizon. By contrast, “Montezuma” has a faster plucked guitar but deliberately slow lyrics that play to a lower register rather than a higher one. Robin Pecknold immediately stands out front as his vocals are not enveloped in harmonies as he begins by questioning his place in life. “So now i am older/than my mother and father/when they had their daughter/Now what does that say about me?” he ponders moments before some backing harmonies step in to provide support and a bit more beauty amid the percussion-free fragility. Elsewhere in the song Pecknold ponders his own mortality, questioning if upon his placement in a coffin, “I wonder if I’ll see/any faces above me/or just cracks in the ceiling”. About mid-way through, a dam busts open and a shimmering keyboard emerges along with some more forceful harmonies to bring some added warmth to a relatively cold and troubled track. Yet despite having these nagging questions and feelings, the way Pecknold sings it projects a certain confident weariness, as if to say he hasn’t been living his life right but knows just how to get on the right path.

The way that “Bedouin Dress” develops makes for one of the more fascinating parts on the first half of the record. In what becomes a theme for much of “Helplessness Blues”, Pecknold continues to remain out in front of everything else with a solo vocal, with only touches of background harmonies here and there. There’s a little bit of a violin spread out across the track, helping to give it just a touch of alt-country vibe, but the overall structure truly takes the cake. The song has no official chorus, just a few different phrases that are repeated at various points with little to no discrimination. As such, it makes the track hard to pin down and equally unmemorable. Just because there’s no solid hook or make for easy recall doesn’t mean it’s any less great though, and the more defiant, experimental nature of the song gives it most of the credit it would have to earn elsewhere. In other words, it’s given a lot more wiggle room because it’s pushing boundaries and succeeding. Similarly, “Sim Sala Bim” somewhat follows the path of a story, with Pecknold on a diatribe as he questions why he’s in a relationship. “What makes me love you despite the reservations?/What do I see in your eyes/besides my reflection hanging high?” he selfishly wonders, also thinking maybe she put a spell on him. After two minutes of such precious thoughts though, the doors blow open and the final minute of the song is a full-on hard acoustic guitar strum, suddenly whipping the song into a frenzy it hadn’t even hinted at beforehand. It’s gorgeous and a rush and one of the things Fleet Foxes do best as learned from their debut album. The first third of the record continues to play with differing sounds and textures courtesy of “Battery Kinzie”, as the band places their guitars in the background in favor of pounding piano and drums. Unlike a number of tracks on the album that explore the boundaries of space and occasionally turn into extended jam sessions, “Battery Kinzie” wraps up in under 3 minutes and quite succintly after the second time through the chorus. Considering the pace and melody are lovely, it’s one of the few moments on the album you’re left wondering if they could have done more.

The two longest tracks on “Helplessness Blues” are actually ones that function more as separate pieces molded into singular entities. Clocking in at nearly 6 minutes, “The Plains/Bitter Dancer” begins with a bit of a psychedelic trip. Voices moan, breaking into “oohs” and “aahs” that pile on top of one another, both harmonizing and overlapping at the same time. An acoustic guitar and drums attempt to hold down some sort of order but to no avail, until all of that simply drifts away 2 minutes in to make room for the harmony rich acoustics of the second part of the track, complete with piano and flute accompaniment. The final 90 seconds of the song really shift into an entirely different gear as the drums become more insistent and crack the building tension wide open to a more majestic viewpoint. Towards the end of the record, “The Shrine/An Argument” is an 8 minute breakup saga that is the record’s Piece de Resistance. The most immediately noticeable thing about the track is that it features Pecknold stretching his voice to levels strained with heartbreak that feel completely geniune. Using the long-standing tradition of making wishes by throwing pennies into a fountain, Pecknold waxes poetic on a love that’s since vanished. “I’m not one to ever pray for mercy/or to wish on pennies in the fountain or the shrine/but that day/you know I left my money and I thought of you/only all that copper glowing fine/and I wonder what became of you”, he sings just before transitioning into the second part of the track, which may be a flashback to where their relationship disintigrated. “In the doorway holding every letter that i wrote/in the driveway pulling away putting on your coat/in the ocean washing off my name from your throat”, he mourns, and as the waves begin to draw closer and closer to him, he lays down in the sand in the hopes that he’ll be taken away “like pollen on the breeze”. The final two minutes of the track are resigned to a rather turbulent instrumental, the most troubling and experimental moment on the entire record. Trumpets and saxophones and woodwinds and a host of other instruments tumble over one another in a very squeaky and off-key fashion, like a drunkard with little to no experience trying to play his favorite song. As to the actual feelings it invokes, all the dischordant noise can be attributed to the sonic equivalent of crashing waves slamming down over and over on top of that grief stricken body laying on the beach quietly wishing for all that pain to just wash away. It’s a mighty powerful moment worthy of close attention and careful analysis. And despite the very dark nature of the song, it might just be the smartest written and composed Fleet Foxes track to date.

While “The Shrine/An Argument” may be the true standout track on “Helplessness Blues”, the title track best sums up the many different aspects of the band’s sound at work across the entire record. It’s fitting that the title track is also the first single given its energy and harmony-rich vocals. The storyline is a relatively classic one too, retreating back to much of the nature-inspired imagery of the band’s debut in the second half of the song, as Pecknold sings, “If I had an orchard I’d work til I’m sore”. But really the point is wishing to return to a life of simplicity, where the pressure to be something greater than yourself and achieve fame and fortune can be crippling. Though sadness pervades the lyrics of “Lorelai”, the rather straightforward and appealingly sunny melody suggests otherwise. Unlike most of the other songs on this record that are rather tough nuts to crack, it’s one of the few that seems to have potential as a future single. The other is closing track “Grown Ocean”, which emerges like a phoenix out of the semingly broken ashes much of the rest of the record seems to espouse. Not only does it have energy, but it’s positive outlook is a breath of fresh air after the more somber preceeding cuts. In some ways, the track almost feels tacked on to the end, particularly given the flow of the record and the stoic Gram Parsons-esque Pecknold solo acoustic number “Blue Spotted Tail” that meekly exists just before it. Yet that final release is required, lest you drown amidst the choppy waves of the blues.

In spite of how well it’s put together, “Helplessness Blues” is not an easy record to like. Time, patience and a hefty dose of empathy are required to fully grasp exactly what’s going on here, and if you’re not willing to give this album all that then you might find yourself turned off by it. Hooks and memorable choruses are hard to come by, as is energy at certain points, and most of the lyrics will take you to a dark place. The overall melodies remain strong however, as do those vocal harmonies despite being in shorter supply as Pecknold takes the reins just a little bit more than last time. The progression though is highly impressive. Instrumentally the band has expanded their core by leaps and bounds, playing a number of things barely heard on records today such as a Marxophone, Tibetan singing bowls and a touch of timpani. Despite this expansive set of instruments, the up-front elements in any track are always the acoustic guitar or piano with everything else buried in the deep crevasses of the background. Pecknold has also grown significantly as a songwriter, bringing sharper imagery to his words while also peppering them with strong emotional ties. Rather than write a record about the expanse of nature, with its “Blue Ridge Mountains”, “Meadowlarks” and “Ragged Wood”, he’s taking a look inward at his own insecurities and troubles. From worries about living the kind of life he desires or was told to desire through the shattered relationships that have left him beaten and bruised, it’s a different, more insular approach and one that works quite well. Between that and his dominant singing voice though, you’ve got to wonder exactly how much influence the other guys in the band had with the final product. It’s enough to make you think that a Robin Pecknold solo record could be coming down the pipe sooner rather than later. For the time being though, “Helplessness Blues” is once again another notch in the Fleet Foxes cap, pushing the band to different but equally (if not more) compelling places than their debut. With a record as good as this, the band proves they’re neither helpless, nor do they have a strong reason to be singing the blues.

Fleet Foxes – Helplessness Blues

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Pick Your Poison: Monday 5-2-11

America! We got him! Yes, Osama Bin Laden got the gift of a bullet to the head yesterday, and many rejoiced as a result. It’s been a long time coming, so breathe a little sigh of relief that he won’t be planning any more terrorist attacks on anybody. If Pick Your Poison were a legitimate poison, I’d keep my fingers crossed that Osama would “accidentally” ingest some. As it stands though, this is the harmless sort of potential poison, though your ears might not like it if you pick some bad mp3s. I can give a personal thumbs up to tracks from Fan Modine, I and I, Kindest Lines, and The Silent League with their cover of Broken Social Scene’s “Texico Bitches”.

COYOL – Gone Gone

Fan Modine – Through the Valley

Hooray For Earth – True Loves (Hard Mix Remix)

I and I – Beekeeper

In Golden Tears – Urban Emotions (Radio Edit)
In Golden Tears – Urban Emotions (Marius Lauber Remix)

Kindest Lines – Destructive Paths to Live Happily

Leatherface – Melody Lee (The Damned cover)

Meredith Bragg – Birds of North America

Ray Ginzburg – Misty City Daydream

The Silent League – Texico Bitches (Broken Social Scene cover)

Sounds Under Radio – Sing

The Trews – One By One

The Warped 45s – Grampa Carl

SOUNDCLOUD

Lorcan Mak – Acid House (Get Nuts Remix)

Sallie Ford and the Sound Outside – This Crew

Pick Your Poison: Friday 4-29-11

It’s fascinating to me to think that in just a couple days, we’ll be in May. Time’s moving fast, and the weather’s definitely not cooperating. May is supposed to be the start of summer, but it feels like spring has barely begun. Get me to sunny and 70 degrees and we’ll be okay. And hey, it’s Friday, which is nice and relaxing and fun no matter what’s happening outside. Not only that, but I think the mp3s in today’s Pick Your Poison are the strongest of the entire week. I can definitely give a thumbs up to tracks from A Lull, Callers, Dark Mean, FM Belfast, Ganglians and Sharon Van Etten’s team-up with Glass Ghost. Speaking of team-ups, there’s a neat collaboration between Amanda Palmer (of The Dresden Dolls and Evelyn Evelyn and her own solo stuff), her husband author Neil Gaiman, Damian Kulash (singer of OK Go), and piano wizard Ben Folds. They got together for the challenge of writing and recording 8 songs in 8 hours in an effort to see if the album cycle can be reduced to a single day. It’s also a test to see if the current record label standards are still necessary in today’s digital environment. All proceeds from the sale of their collaboration will go to charity. Have a look/buy/stream the album via Bandcamp.

A Lull – Weapons for War

Amanda Palmer, Ben Folds, Damian Kulash and Neil Gaiman – One Tiny Thing

Beth Jeans Houghton – Dodecahedron

The Bynars – Asking Your Mom For Money

Callers – Ringer

The Correspondents – Rio De Hackney

Dark Mean – Happy Banjo

FM Belfast – New Year

Ganglians – Jungle

Nat Baldwin – Weights

Polls – Mouth of a Fox

Sharon Van Etten and Glass Ghost – Like A Diamond

Sweet Sweet Moon – Smoke Up

SOUNDCLOUD

Chad Valley – Fast Challenges

Johan Agebjörn – Watch The World Go By (Young Galaxy remix)

John Shannon & Wings of Sound – Hurricane

Pick Your Poison: Thursday 4-28-11

Tomorrow is the Royal Wedding, and excitement has reached a fever pitch. This is like the Super Bowl of weddings. It leaves me staggering back and wondering – has there ever been a more overpublicized wedding in the history of the world? Are people going to look back on a day like tomorrow and actively recall where they were when Will and Kate got married? Will the truckloads of memorabilia created for the royal couple actually serve a point beyond nostalgia for something nobody will genuinely care about by next week? But you know what, there are some good things that have come out of this situation. For one, it helps to make marriage a little more important than it has been recently, hopefully inspiring people to actually tie the knot rather than outright quit believing that a union between two people is unnecessary in this day and age. There’s also the fairy tale aspect of it, the great Prince Charming falling for what many might call an “average woman on the street”, thereby suggesting to many that they could be so lucky and some prince might one day fall in love with them. And thirdly, the wedding is a nice distraction from all the other problems happening in the world right now. Between Libya and Japan and record-setting tornadoes killing a bunch of people, this glitz and glamor and happy occasion is just nice to focus on for once instead of the bad stuff. So yes, while all the nonstop coverage essentially sucks, it’s also doing some good. Best of luck to those crazy kids and their place in the monarchy. Pick Your Poison highlights today include tracks from Carl Barât, Emilie Simon, Oneida and Scarlet Season. Pantha Du Prince remixing Miracle Fortress is pretty great too, as is the Sam Roberts Band track you can find in the Soundcloud section.

Agnes Obel – Riverside (Lulu Rouge Remix)

Amtrac – Rewind

Carl Barât – This Is the Song

Emilie Simon – Ballad of the Big Machine

Get Help – It’s Only In Your Head

Giant Sand – Romance of Falling
Giant Sand – Pathfinder

Kate Maki – Lose My Mind

LMFAO – Party Rock Anthem (COmpress & Stress Remix)

Miracle Fortress – Raw Spectacle (Pantha Du Prince Remix)

Natural Child – Yer Birthday

New Moods – Playtime

Oneida – Horizon (Edit)

Peter Hughes – Themselves (The Minutemen cover)

Scarlet Season – Horse Fury

Vato Gonzales ft. Foreign Beggars – Badman Riddim (Jump) (Tru Fix & Thunderskank Remix)

SOUNDCLOUD

RIVAL SCHOOLS – 69 Gunz (Ad-Rock Remix)

Sam Roberts Band – The Last Crusade

Album Review: Cass McCombs – Wit’s End [Domino]


By all accounts, Cass McCombs is not a very happy person. If the music you make directly relates to your own mental state, then depression appears to be a prominent part of McCombs’s life. Not everybody is happy all the time, nor does it make logical sense for them to be, but some people find it tough to even force a smile even on the nicest of days. It’s probably a big reason why the use of anti-depression meds are sharply on the rise, particularly in recent years. Despite this, living in a state of consistent melancholy can prove to be beneficial for many creative types, spurning them to make emotionally significant pieces of art that strike a nerve with the masses. Elliott Smith is one of the most prominent purveyors of sad sack music, and his acoustic ballads continue to draw in new fans every year despite his unfortunate death in 2003. McCombs bears a lot of similarities to Smith from a thematic perspective, along with your Nick Drakes and your Leonard Cohens, exploring the darker recesses of the mind with melodies that are simple but lyrics that are not. He scored big with 2009’s “Catacombs”, a record that stripped away most of the arrangements of his past records in favor of a much more direct approach. At that time though, his lyrics suggested at least some modicum of happiness and romanticism. Songs like “Dreams Come True Girl” and the waltzy “You Saved My Life” were heartfelt and warm, finding a comfort zone for him after three decent but not overwhelmingly great records. Now he’s back with his fifth album “Wit’s End”, and while the instrumental template remains the same, emotionally it’s as the title itself describes.

The opening track and first single on “Wit’s End” is “County Line”, a song that essentially flips the love-stricken vibe of “Catacombs” on its head. Instead of being about falling in love or being in love, it’s about the frustration of loving someone and not receiving love in return. Another, more literal way of interpreting the lyrics is to say it’s a tragic song about a town that has succumbed to the wrong kind of element, be it drug addiction (as shown in the song’s video) or urbanization or crime in general. Whatever the intention, the song isn’t lighthearted or positive in any way, even if there’s just a touch of warmth that might as well be left over from the last album. It’s almost enough to say that “The Lonely Doll”‘s title speaks for itself, but what you can’t grasp is just how deceptively innocent the melody sounds. There’s a delicately struck xylophone that adds an almost child-like wonder to the song, almost as if to soundtrack a little girl playing in her sun-soaked room with her Barbie. Precious, yes, but there’s also sadness and tears among the lyrics about being alone and not having anyone in your life to genuinely count on. The pain of loneliness appears to be the overarching theme of the album itself, to the point where McCombs has openly stated as much in interviews. Though there is a prevailing darkness and depression across the record, one of the better and more fascinating things “Wit’s End” does is examine the concept rather than wallow in it. Doing so doesn’t exactly make this a cheerier affair, but it does separate it from the plethora of other, more similarly-minded releases.

One of the most engaging moments on the album comes courtesy of album centerpiece “Memory Stain”. Starting as a rather minimal piano ballad, as it plods with an almost classical flair over the course of 7+ minutes there’s a wealth of other instruments that slowly weave themselves into the song’s fabric. The clarinet is particularly effective, but a light dose of harpsichord and some castanets do a lot towards truly evoking the sadness of those memories you wish you could erase but like a bad clothing stain just can’t. The oddball percussion on “Hermit’s Cave”, with the snare drum striking loudly at unexpected times helps to keep the listener on their toes as it otherwise simply waltzes along with piano and acoustic guitar as professional dance partners. Album closer “A Knock Upon the Door” is similarly paced, like watching a white-sheeted ghost bob and weave across the moonlit dancefloor of an abandoned mansion. Across more than 9 minutes a litany of instruments come together like some sort of ramshackle symphony that includes a couple of woodwinds (a baroque recorder known as a chalumeau being one of them), an acoustic guitar and a banjo, along with some unconventional percussion in the form of metal lightly tapping upon metal. The eerie feeling it nails down is one that had only crept through the rest of the record until that point. After so many songs about loneliness, this haunting closer is the final push, appearing to imply that the hope of company or companionship may remain unfulfilled and the only things left willing to spend time with us are the spirits of those we have lost. It is the end of the classic film “Citizen Kane”, where the immensely wealthy Charles Foster Kane wanders through his empty mansion alone – a man with more money than he knew what to do with, but no friends or family left to share it with. What good is anything in life if you’re just going to keep it to yourself? In that regard, “Wit’s End” also teaches us a lesson about people, relationships and selfishness. But that meaning is only there if you want it to be, because in those moments of true desolation where you just wish there was somebody to talk to, this album can be your companion during your dark period. As with many things in life however, it’s no replacement for a real life human being.

Cass McCombs – The Lonely Doll

Cass McCombs – County Line

Buy “Wit’s End” from Amazon

Pick Your Poison: Wednesday 4-27-11

Just want to give a quick shout out to Poly Styrene, the X-Ray Spex frontwoman and punk icon who died on Monday night. She was 53 years old and was taken by cancer. It’s always tragic when you lose an influential music figure, and Poly Styrene was one of them. May she rest in peace, and may her close friends and family remain strong in this time of grief. Pick Your Poison tries to be life-affirming as much as possible, and the songs today are pretty good for that purpose. Highlights include tracks from Bachelorette, Parts of Speech, Sebadoh and Small Sur. If you have watched the new show “The Voice” on NBC you’ve probably heard of Rebecca Loebe, and you can download one of her songs below. Also the new Neon Hitch track in the Soundcloud section is pretty solid too.

Bachelorette – Blanket

Big Pauper – Big Sick

Boarding Surface – You and Me

DATAROCK – California (Ralph Myerz Remix)

Fania – Mambo Mongo (Joaquin “Joe” Claussell Remix)

Glenn Jones – On the Massachusetts-Virginia Border

Jeff Beam – Venus Flying Trapeze

Mickey Newbury – An American Trilogy

Mothers of Gut – Wizard Tree

Parts of Speech – Tasted Comfort

Rebecca Loebe – Mystery Prize

Sebadoh – Rebound

Small Sur – The Woods

Snailhouse – Sentimental Gentleman

SOUNDCLOUD

Neon Hitch – Silly Girl

Pick Your Poison: Tuesday 4-26-11

It’s a huge sports day for Chicago’s professional teams, as every one of them save for the Bears are playing. Bulls, Blackhawks, White Sox and Cubs – all in one night. For some, it’s the playoff game of a lifetime. For others, the season is just getting started. No matter how you look at it though, it’s pretty exciting. You may not care, nor may you be rooting for any Chicago teams, but I do wish them all the best of luck. Pick Your Poison is another solid edition today. Highlights include tracks from The Fiery Furnaces’ Eleanor Friedberger, The Glass Canoe, Jookabox, and White Fence.

Big Tree – This New Year

Delicate Cutters – Chisel and Pick

Dinosaur Bones – Birthright (CFCF Remix)

Eleanor Friedberger – My Mistakes

The Glass Canoe – What A Green Taste

I’m Not A Band – Black Horses

Ira Atari – Back to Zero (Fuzz Galaxy Buzz Remix)

Jookabox – Man-Tra

Mr. Valentine – Take It To The Bank

Point Juncture, WA – Violin Case

The Qualia – Guess I Lied

Smokey Robotic – SuperVicious

The Vessels – The Trap

White Fence – Get That Heart

SOUNDCLOUD

From – With You

Sun Glitters – Love Me (:papercutz Remix)

The Wave Pictures – Little Surprise

Show Review: The Arcade Fire + The National [UIC Pavilion; Chicago; 4/25/11]

On a rainy April night, not unlike the few that preceeded it, thousands packed into the UIC Pavilion to witness the third and final show from two of indie rock’s most brilliant stalwarts, The Arcade Fire and The National. Both are out in support of their latest records, The National with their highly acclaimed fifth album “High Violet” and The Arcade Fire with their 2010 Grammy-winning/list-topping third record “The Suburbs”. They’re only playing a select few shows together, basically spanning a couple dates in Missouri, the three in Chicago and one in Indianapolis. It’s an incredibly tough bill to turn down if you love your music, even at the markedly imperfect large venue. Of course the band not only sold out one night in a room that size, but they did it three times in a row, so clearly the demand is there. And better the UIC Pavilion than the even clunkier Allstate Arena or United Center. The first show announced was the Monday night show, which after selling out in a relative heartbeat was then backed up by the Friday and Saturday leading into Easter. Monday never seems to be the “right” day for a show, what with the start of the work week and the general depression that sets in with that. All the rain wasn’t helping either, so there wasn’t quite the electricity in the air you might hope for. The thing about bands is that they don’t exactly have “weekends” or “Mondays”, and if a crowd is not giving them what they need, they’ll either force it out of them or turn in a performance that’s equal with what they’re getting in return. Thankfully both bands seem to do the former, resulting in one of the most exhilarating live shows you’ll find not just on a rainy Monday, but on any day of any week.

This may come as a surprise to nobody, but The National are not the most upbeat band in the world. Songs about failed relationships, political strife and general depression are the norm for them, but they do it with class and style and sharp pop sensibilities, all of which lessen the lyrical pain contained within. Starting their set on Monday night with “Anyone’s Ghost” was perhaps not the most inspired choice. The hook is solid, but it’s a slow burner much like a lot of the band’s material. The standard for many artists is to start strong and draw people in, with most choosing to go with the opening track on their most recent release as it tends to have that same effect. Given that the UIC Pavilion was only a little more than half filled when they started their set though, a fair number of people there were probably fans of The National already, showing up on time to see one of their favorites from the very beginning. You don’t need to sell those people on your band because they’re already sold. Whipping out the “Alligator” classic “Secret Meeting” next, things picked up courtesy of the surging chorus that had singer Matt Berninger screaming by the end – something that you don’t get on the recorded version. In fact, a lot of the songs during The National’s set were brimming with a newfound life and intensity that they haven’t shown often before, evidence of how they’ve grown as a live act in the last few years. Their “hit” “Bloodbuzz Ohio” scored big with the crowd, as did the scream-filled take on “Squalor Victoria”. Arcade Fire’s Richard Parry joined the band on guitar and some backing vocals for “Afraid of Everyone” and “Conversation 16”, which was exciting for some but left a couple brilliant people remarking, “So wait…that guy is in Arcade Fire?”. One of the more random moments in the set was when the band whipped out the “Alligator” b-side “Driver, Surprise Me”, which is not only a challenge to find on record but also to catch a live performance of. Out on a limb, I’d wager about 2-3 people in the entire building knew the song, and the deafening silence in the room was evidence enough of that. The National finished strong though, with a four hit combo that was big on energy and one unplanned moment. The extended outro tacked onto “Fake Empire” was an additional kick in the pants that was earned and exciting. The place was all filled up and naturally went into a frenzy when Win Butler of Arcade Fire came dashing out during “Start A War” to contribute some backing vocals and harmonies. Berninger cracked a smile as Butler exited the stage, commenting, “I thought we said no improvising,” appearing to acknowledge that the appearance wasn’t wholly expected. In the band’s pre-“High Violet” days, “Mr. November” was their standard closing song (in particular to celebrate Barack Obama’s election), bringing energy to spare along with all the screaming promises of “I won’t fuck us over”. This time it was just shy of last, the coveted spot being turned over to “High Violet” opening cut “Terrible Love”. It’s the song they should have started on, but finishing on it was nearly as good. One hour after they took the stage, The National exited triumphant, with the crowd eating out of the palms of their hands and rippling with palpable excitement for The Arcade Fire. It may have been rainy and it may have been a Monday, but the crowd had turned to Saturday and sunny.

The National – Bloodbuzz Ohio
The National – Afraid of Everyone

Buy The National’s “High Violet” from Amazon

One of the more fun things about The Arcade Fire’s current tour is their stage set-up, which features both a classic light-up drive-in movie marquee and a projection screen. Somebody next to me said they didn’t understand how a marquee sign was supposed to relate to the suburbs. Given all the light pollution and the need for an open field, drive-ins theatres were restricted to suburbs and farm towns only, so that’s how the concept makes sense. Prior to their entrance on stage, there were a couple quick “Coming Attractions” that were some old previews for movies where evil comes to the suburbs, otherwise known as bratty, drug-using youths. It was a fun and funny way to put everyone in the mindset for the band’s set, which again dumped the unspoken “start with the first track off your new album” rule but opted instead for the much more energized hit single “Ready to Start”. Not only does the song have a stellar pace, but the title and lyrics tell you plainly that you’d best be fired up and set to get things underway. Like a continued punch to the gut, “Keep the Car Running” hit next and the energy level stayed at a high. People were jumping and singing along at the top of their lungs, giving back to the band exactly what they were shoving out to the masses in the first place. “Haiti” may have been a little more relaxed in its pace, but its tropical vibe mixed with Regine Chassagne’s pixie-like dancing kept the party headed in the right direction. One of the weakest moments on the new record is “Rococo”, primarily for its spiteful lyrics and the sheer ad nauseum number of times the song title is repeated. The dancing stopped and the mood got heavy at the show all of a sudden when that arrived, and it was like the band had shifted into a different gear. What made the live version of “Rococo” essential though was the way that Win Butler sang the song. There was such a raw intensity and spitfire anger pumping out of the speakers that you’ve got to give the guy credit for selling his art. “This is our last night of three in Chicago,” Butler said. “We’re leaving it all on the floor tonight”. The darker side of “The Suburbs” became a theme from that jumping off point, the heart of which was “Suburban War” and “The Suburbs” back-to-back. “Month of May” didn’t lose any of the intensity but picked the energy in the room back up significantly as the band got more heavy metal than at any other time that night.

The third phase of the show seemed to be a return to the “Funeral” days, and a trip through the numbered neighborhoods. As they’ve always done, the band went percussion crazy on “Neighborhood #2 (Laika)”, with everybody that had a free hand banging on whatever they could find with a drumstick. I do kind of miss the days when Richard Parry would strap on a helmet and people would drum on his head, but if they kept doing it the novelty might wear off. The most spirited performances of the evening were naturally saved for last. Win Butler came dangerously close to jumping into the crowd for “We Used to Wait”, but he seemed hesitant to do so after it looked like a few people were trying to grab his microphone cord and wrestle it away from him. They probably wanted to sing, but then again so did everybody. The amount of unsolicited singing and shouting in the crowd was intense, but that’s kind of how you want it to be, a communal experience that bonds everyone, not just the performers. Without a doubt then, the two biggest moments came courtesy of the set-closing “Rebellion (Lies)” and the creme in the encore cookie sandwich known as “Wake Up”. The songs were born to be played in stadiums to masses of people, as evidenced not only in their use via sports advertising, but at the actual shows themselves. Fists in the air, people jumping and shouting in the triumph of the moment. But they weren’t the ones standing tall up on that stage having vanquished a foe. Instead it was the band, and only the band that emerged victorious when it all finished. Like living vicariously through our favorite sports teams though, we’re left with unabashed pride and optimism when it’s all finished, overjoyed that the band we were all rooting for delivered either at or above our expectations. Sprinkle a little “Sprawl II: Mountains Beyond Mountains” on top, and serve it up with colorful ribbons and streamers. If you don’t walk away feeling exhilarated after a set like that, you’ve got some serious emotional issues. Weather and moods be damned, The Arcade Fire are your refuge and rock, and you’d be foolish to miss seeing them any chance you get.

The Arcade Fire – Wake Up

Buy The Arcade Fire’s “The Suburbs” from Amazon

The National – Set List
Anyone’s Ghost
Secret Meeting
Bloodbuzz Ohio
Slow Show
Squalor Victoria
Afraid of Everyone
Conversation 16
Apartment Story
Driver, Surprise Me
Fake Empire
Start A War (w/ Win Butler)
Mr. November
Terrible Love

The Arcade Fire – Set List
Ready to Start
Keep the Car Running
Haiti
Rococo
Empty Room
Suburban War
The Suburbs
Month of May
Neighborhood #2 (Laika)
No Cars Go
Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)
We Used to Wait
Neighborhood #3 (Power Out)
Rebellion (Lies)
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Intervention
Wake Up
Sprawl II: Mountains Beyond Mountains

Lollapalooza 2011: The Lineup

It’s that time of year again, when all the little girls and boys eagerly anticipate exactly what’s going to emerge from Lollapalooza’s secret headquarters in regards to a festival lineup. If you can’t tell from the logo above, Lollapalooza is celebrating its 20th Anniversary this year. Congratulations to Perry Farrell and the whole team behind the festival for making it happen every year in Chicago’s own Grant Park. It has helped craft Lollapalooza into one of the top-tier U.S. music festivals. Okay, so let’s get right to it. I’m not going to offer up any comments in regards to this year’s lineup, but if you’ve got something to say about it yourself, by all means let loose in the comments section. Without further ado, here’s the official lineup for Lollapalooza 2011!

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