Wednesday, 5 June 2013

31 May 2013 (Day 151) – Early grunge

Friday.  End of the working week.  There appears to be an unwritten rule at my place of employment that meetings are not held on this day.  If they must be held, it will generally be in the morning.  Friday afternoon meetings are generally verboten.  The great thing about this informal practice is that it gives everyone a chance to catch up on tasks that have emerged during the week.

I’m no different, but I have my own informal Friday practice.  It seems I use Fridays as the chance to play some of the louder elements of my collection at work.  Not louder as in everyone comes to my desk to complain about the racket.  If I’m using my boom box the sound level is still set to such a level that Jack can’t hear it.  (I know because I checked.)  In any case, I still need to hear my own phone ring.
But I’m not using the boom box today.  For some reason it has refused to play my CDs and I suspect a cleaning of the lens is required.  Scrolling through my iPod, I come across one of three bands in my collection  with claims to be regarded as the first true grunge act;

(# 391) Melvins – Houdini (1993)
Anyone familiar with the Nirvana/Curt Cobain story will know the integral role the Melvins played.  A three piece from Washington state in the United States, the Melvins were the band playing the type of music before the type of cult audience that Cobain craved.  But their influence goes deeper than that.  Their long time drummer Dale Crover drummed on the Nirvana demo tape that was instrumental in getting them signed to Sub Pop and it was their guitarist Buzz Osborne that introduced Dave Grohl to the band.  The similarities ended there. Whereas Cobain couldn’t stop himself from writing tunes full of melody (even when try to deny it on In Utero), the Melvins tendered to favour experimental or extremely heavy, slow moving sludge fests.  Houdini is an example of the latter and is arguably their finest album.   Ironically it was their first album for a major label, having been signed in the wake of Nirvana’s success.   In a way, the album almost sounds like a overview of grunge history.  Night Goat is a typical Melvins tune, full of throbbing menace.  Going Blind is seriously heavy, Set Me Straight is the best tune Alice In Chains never wrote and Capache contains feedback scrapings that were to heavily feature on In Utero. 

(# 392) TAD – Live Alien Broadcasts (1994)
TAD, named after front man Tad Doyle, formed in 1988 and played a melodic though extremely coarse sounding version of grunge.  Like the Melvins they were signed by a major label which dropped them after a single album.  Their next album was this, a collection of outtakes and tracks from previous albums recorded live in a studio , the two best being Stumblin’ Man and Throat Locust from their classic 8 Way Santa album.  The version of the former is track is especially notable for possibly providing the musical DNA that has effectively powered Slipknot.

(# 393) Green River – Dry As A Bone (1987)
(# 394) Green River – Rehab Doll (1988)

Almost every member of Green River is well known to followers of the grunge scene.  Original guitarists Mark Arm and Steve Turner have for the last couple of decades powered the mighty Mudhoney.  Their bassist was Jeff Ahment and when Arm decided to concentrate on being their lead vocalist, he was replaced on guitars by Stone Gossard.  Turner left the band before these items were recorded to be replaced by Bruce Fairweather.  This EP and 30 minute album have been released as a single disc with both items being recorded after Turner haddeparted.  For the most part, the music is the same sort of Stooges influenced rock sung by Arm that characterised Mudhoney’s early albums.  It is only over the last three tracks on Rehab Doll – Pork Fist, Take A Dive and One More Stitch – that you can start to head some of the musical ideas that Ahment, Gossard and Fairweather would pursue in their next band, Mother Love Bone and which Ahment and Gosard would refine in the band after that, Pearl Jam.

Monday, 3 June 2013

30 May 2013 (Day 150) – Brits With Guitars

I think you can generally tell when you’re listening to a British guitar act.  It’s got something to do with their guitars and what I suspect is an ongoing love affair with distortion or effects pedals. 

It’s strange because the early British guitar gods were very clean in their playing; think Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page, Peter Green, Jeff Beck, George Harrison, Brian Jones, David Gilmour, Hank Marvin and many others.  Then along came Pete Townshend and his distorted feedback genius which was promptly taken up a few notches or so when Jimi Hendrix came to town.  Since then distortion has generally ruled.  Sure Richard Thompson and Ian Squire are worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as their musical forefathers but it is the Americans that have long cornered the guitar hero market.
And it was a thought that was reinforced by today’s listening, starting with;

(# 388) Swervedriver – Mezcal Head (1993)
The early 90s was a great time for British music with Britpop in full swing along with the shoegazers and a number of veteran acts finding a second or third wind.  But falling through the cracks was Sweredriver.  Too energetic live to really qualify as a shoegazing act, too heavy to be mistaken for Britpop and definitely not veterans, they were just…different.  Mezcal  Head, their second album, positively drips with sweeping guitar driven numbers  of often epic proportions.  Duel, Last Train To Satansville, Blowin’ Cool and A Change Is Gonna Come are all wonderfully distorted, loud and as catchy as hell.

(# 389) Beady Eye – Different Gear, Still Speeding (2011)
Beady Eye was the band formed out of the ashes of Oasis, more or less containing the last version of the band minus Noel Gallagher.  On this Liam Gallagher has been given himself and the band (including Ride’s guitarist Andy Bell) full reign to indulge in their love of classic 60s British rock.  The Bell penned opener, Four Letter Word and Standing On The Edge Of Noise are great string driven rockers.  Close your eyes during the former and you’d swear you’re listening to a Let It Be outtake.  The Roller sounds like a modern version of The Beatles Getting Better and Beatles And The Stones contains elements that, naturally, remind me of The Who’s My Generation.   And it’s all wrapped up in a production sound that reminds me of my favourite Oasis album, the much maligned Be He Now. 

(# 390) Ned’s Atomic Dustbin – God Fodder (1991)

Just about the most undervalued British album released during the 90s, this is an album that’s chock full of melodic rock with an extremely thick bass sound played at maximum intensity.  Opening track is the wonderful singalong Kill Your Television, full of stops and starts.  Next up is Less Than Useful, an energetic rocker, topped a couple of numbers down the track by dizzying Grey Cell Green.  It’s a tremendous start and the remainder understandably doesn’t quite scale these heights although Capital Letters, Happy, Until You Find Out and You go damned close.  And as good as the album was, it was not a patch on hearing the same songs performed live.

Saturday, 1 June 2013

29 May 2013 (Day 149) – More New Acts To The .Youth Collection

Nothing much happened today.  I had a full day at work, nice dinner wiith “M” and precious few opportunities to listen to stuff.  I was given access to couple of albums by acts I’d not heard about preciously starting with;

(# 386) Pony Face – Hypnotised (2012)
Pony Face are a band from Melbourne and this is their second album.  On first listen, I wrote in my music journal that they sound like a less claustrophobic version of Interpol.   It’s a reasonably valid comment but on second listen, I was entranced by the other musical influences that have been added to this basic template.  Opening track, Silver Tongue, initially uses a backing of the sort you would find on some of classic 70S German experimental bands such as Neu!,  Alabama has a distinct Joy Division feel to the way the vocals and bass are treated and Stripper employs a nice droney quality that makes you want to dig out your Velvet Underground albums.  This is destined for my iPod and I suspect it will bloom with repeated listening.

(# 387) Frightened Rabbit – Pedestrian Verse (2013)
This Scottish band can rightfully claim to have the very worst band name that I’ve ever heard.  “Frightened Rabbit”?  I’ve saw a few once when I went rabbiting with ferrets a few decades ago.  More often than not, the rabbits would simply hide deep within their burrows, relying on a complex web of tunnels to lose their pursuers.  Otherwise, they would shoot out of their hiding place like a shot from a cannon.  Either way, none of this describes this band’s music, a sonically dense sounding combination of British bands such as Elbow and Coldplay.  Backyard Skulls and Holy personify their approach.  It’s not bad but a little more light and shade across the entire record would be welcomed.

Friday, 31 May 2013

28 May 20013 (Day 148) – New & Old; Old & New

I always want to hear something new.  Or unique.  Or challenging.  Or groundbreaking.  Even better is something that’s all of the above, although in this instance my definition of the word “new” would be flexible enough to include acts or albums from music history that was barely heard when first released.

The challenge for today’s rising musicians though is to produce something that will challenge the musical status quo and/or stand the test of time.  However, the question that’s been voiced over the last decade or two has been whether there are any new directions that can be explored.  To recall a sentiment  I read in a Rolling Stone article about 20 years ago, is it possible that rock will become a form of music that will increasingly become out dated and seen as something emblematic of a bygone era like the 1940’s big band and their crooners (a.k.a. the “rock stars”) of the era?
It was an interesting analogy.  Who could have possibly foreseen the rise of Harry Connick, Michael Buble and others as well as the resurgence in popularity of Tony Bennett when that Rolling Stone sentiment was written?  Whatever one thinks about that style of music, it is reasonably clear that the musicians concerned have taken advantage of modern recording technologies to produce something that is now seen as fresh.  Tony Bennett, of course, is simply continuing to do what he’s always done but has been able to seem fresh via his alliances with present day acts.

And this is what today’s newer acts have in their favour.  Technology has given them some advantages in terms of recording equipment, computerised instruments, sampling and alternative distribution modes such as the internet.  The internet, in turn, also enables them to far more easily discover a wider range of music from around the world and/or through history.
But what is also reasonably clear to me is another factor that allows newer acts to develop.  It is a general lack of knowledge of music history on the part of the audience.  One of the things I’ve continually noticed throughout my life is the acclaim that’s been heaped upon new acts whose initial recordings have been based in part upon music from the past that the audience had either forgotten or never knew about.  (The same thing also applies to individual songs.  How many times have you or someone you know express admiration about a “new” song only to be advised that it is a cover of a long ago hit?)  I well remember the explosion of praise that, for example, accompanied The Strokes first album.  I saw the band touring behind it as special guests of You Am I on an Australian tour.   After their set, punters around me excitedly spoke about their “unique” or “new” sound.  Although I thought they’d done well, I didn’t quite share that level of enthusiasm.  The Strokes had demonstrated a great ability to recreate the sounds of 70s NYC new wave but not much else.  But I knew it was a great platform from which to develop.  As for the level of enthusiasm in the audience, I did notice I was in the upper percentile of the age bracket present that night and realised that to the bulk of the audience, The Strokes were producing music that seemed to them fresh, new and exciting.

That young musicians should produce music based upon acts or records they’ve admired is completely understandable.  After all, everyone needs a frame of reference, a form of standard to which they strive in defining initial success.  This should never be the basis for negative criticism, unless the act claims that they haven’t been influenced that way.  However brilliant the first couple of Led Zeppelin albums were, they were widely and justifiably criticised for the band’s refusal to acknowledge that key tracks were blatant rewrites of electric blues standards.  On the other hand, a local journalist here inappropriately tried to argue that Silverchair’s first album was a blatant Nirvana rip off.  There are a couple of distinguishing features in these examples here.  Led Zeppelin already had two session music veterans in the guise of Jimmy Page and John Paul Jones within its ranks; the refusal to acknowledge the sources for specific songs might well have been forced upon them by their manager, Peter Grant.  But Silverchair at the time was a trio of 17 year old kids.  No one had claimed they had ripped off a specific Nirvana track and the criticism made little allowance for their age.  If you were a teenager and wanted to form a rock band in the mid 1990s who were you likely to adopt as a musical role model other than Nirvana?  But what both examples also have in common is that by their end of their respective lives, each band (Led Zeppelin obviously far more spectacularly and enduringly) was producing music that far outstripped their original sources.  I’m not necessarily saying that Led Zeppelin ended up producing music that was better than the Chicago and delta blues masters and I’m definitely not claiming that Silverchair ended up producing music that surpassed Nirvana’s.  What I’m suggesting is that both bands ended up producing music that was the product of their own imaginations and which is clearly and recognisably theirs.
And this is one of the great thing to me about hearing new acts or albums.  Who are going to surpass their initial influences?  Who’s going to take the great leap forward?  Like Radiohead shrugging off an R.E.M influence to produce Kid A and its successors.  Or like XTC’s early punkish evolution into the lush pastoral sounds of Skylarking?   Or, Metallica forgoing its thrash roots to collaborate with Lou Reed?  Maybe, just maybe, it will be one of these acts, who I’ve only discovered over the last 12 months, and which I listened to today;

(# 383) Beach House – Bloom (2012)
This is the fourth album released by this American band that hails from Baltimore.  On the basis of this album they produce a dreamy form of rock very much in the vein of Mercury Rev and The Flaming Lips albeit without a lot of the eccentricities associated with either act.  (Lead vocalist Victoria Legrand even has a voice that sounds not that dissimilar to Mercury Rev’s Johnathan Donahue.)  Lazuli is reminiscent os the blissed out portions of My Bloody Valentine’s Loveless album and The Hours adds Beach Boy harmonies and instrumentation to the mix. 

(# 384) Laurels – Plains (2012)
Incredibly, this debut album from a band in New South Wales, appears to musically pick up exactly where the Beach House album ends.  The great opener Tidal Wave is very much in My Bloody Valentine mode, or perhaps more appropriate the (ahem) flood of shoegazing bands that followed in their (ahem) wake.  The remainder of the album has them showing off what I suspect is a deep range of musical influences.  This City Is Coming Down and Glacier are acoustic variations of the opener’s approach,  Manic Saturday deploys jangly guitars of a type beloved by so many young Australian bands and Sway Me Down Gently suggests an affinity with Come’s classic album Eleven:Eleven.

(#385) Grimes – Visions (2012)
This is the third album by Canadian singer songwriter Claire Boucher.  She possesses a girlish voice, sort of early Madonna meets Enya and Bjork and Korean popsters which is deployed over New Orderish synth lines to mesmerizing effect.  She really hits her stride in the middle portion of this release; Circumambient brings some Crystal Method type touches to the mix whilst  Vowels = Space and Time and Visiting Statue are incredibly catchy.

Thursday, 30 May 2013

27 May 2013 (Day 147) – Some Female Voices

I feel uneasy about the title of this posting.  It implies I’m making a token effort to acknowledge the role of women in rock but this is simply not the intent.  I’m not sure what the percentage of female acts is in my collection I know that it won’t be significant when compared to all male or mixed gender acts.  But then again, most record company rosters haven’t promoted the equality of the sexes either. 

Having said that, one of the more pleasing aspects of the gradual decline of the major record companies has been the seemingly increasing number of female or mixed gender acts.  As recently as 20 years ago the presence of any woman in a band, especially here in Australia, always featured in any article about an act.  No doubt some of this was due to general media ignorance; Dave Graney, for starters, was always bemused by reporters asking him about his motives for having a female drummer given that Claire Moore is his wife.  But the sheer number of all female or mixed gender acts today is so common place that it is generally unremarked save for the laziest of journalists.
This is what also binds together todays listening – female voices that have emerged in  recent years –  for comment by your lazy blogger;

(# 378) Cat Power – Sun (2012)
Chan Marshall’s most recent album is a lovely warm sounding album in which, for arguably the first time, her voice and music are accorded equal billing.  It marks a definite change from most of her previous albums which received fairly sparse musical arrangements.   But I see this as a sesnsible development rather than implying some form of improvement; I suspect that future albums will probably  contain a mixture of or alternate between the sparse and fuller sounds in much the same way someone like Springsteen does these days.   The opening volley of tracks Cherokee, Sun and Ruin are special as is the near 11 minute Nothin’ But Time.

(# 379) Bat For Lashes – The Haunted Man (2012)
Natasha Khan’s third album is easily her best.  On this you can start to hear her undoubted talent begin to match the height of her ambition.  Some of the tracks presented here, especially the ballad Laura and the penultimate track Rest Your Head, show he aspiring to be a modern day Kate Bush.  (The later track even employs classic Bush lyrical concept of running uphill.)  Other highlights include Horses Of the Sun and Oh Yeah which incorporate interesting beats indicative of her Muslim and part Pakistani heritage.

(# 380) Sharon Van Etten – Tramp (2012)
This is Van Etten’s third album but the first I’ve had the pleasure of hearing.  Withinin a minute of the start of the opening track, Warsaw, you could be easily think you’re listening to an unreleased P.J. Harvey track from circa Stories From The City Stories From The Sea.  Whilst the musical backing tends to remaining broadly similar throughout' by the time the album has reached tracks such as All I Can and Magic Chords, her voice seems to magically deepen into something that is unmistakably hers but with echoes of Adele.  It is an intriguing mix.

(# 381) Clare Blowditch – The Winter I Chose Happiness (2012)
Clare is a singer songwriter from Melbourne and this is her fifth album with all the songs pertaining to the theme of happiness.  Not really pop, not really rock, this is an album pitched squarely at an adult audience.  Jazz influenced numbers such as Let’s Be Happy Together and Cocky Lady sit alongside ballads such as Thin Skin and Amazing Life and up tempo numbers such as the rockier You Make Me Happy to good effect.

(# 382) Owl Eyes – Nightswim (2013)

This is the debut album for Brooke Addamo, another Melbourne singer.  The first track is an instrumental that appears to mash up elements of the X-Files and Law & Order theme music.  The remaining tracks place her voice against a number of acceptable electronic pop which is probably a tad too commercial for my taste.  Golden Lies and Open Up clearly take inspiration from Kylie Minogue.

Monday, 27 May 2013

25 & 26 May 2013 (Days 145 & 146) – Some music released during the last 12 months

Saturday morning.  Blinking, “M” and I emerge from our bunker ready to test ourselves in the outside world.  It takes only 30 minutes at a shopping centre to realise we need more recovery period, but not before I pick up a hardcover copy of Neil Young’s autobiography.

We then head off to “M’s” sister for lunch where I eventually doze on their couch.  By the time we leave, I realise I’m in no fit state to go to the football and return home.  Naturally, the Bulldogs win their first match since the opening round and against recent nemesis St Kilda to boot.
I then took the opportunity to catch up on this blog whilst taking in the following;

(# 374) The xx – Coexist (2012)
Take the first Portishead album, remove the scratchings and background noises and change the gender of the lead singer and what you basically have is this album.  This is not to infer that this is a rip off.  Rather, it is a well measured album of atmospheric rock songs given a hell of a lot of space in which to breathe.  Opening track, Angels, sets the mood for the album with only Sunset upping the tempo to any great degree.   Reunion could easily function as background music for a movie set in the West Indies.

(# 375) The Lumineers – Self Titled (2012)
This is the debut album for this American band that plays a version of folk music which, on the evidence of this album, is heavily accented with pianos or keyboards.  Songs are of all a high standard and are impeccably sung by Wesley Schultz.  Recommended for lovers of the sort of material produced by the likes of Mumford And Son or The Fleet Foxes. 

(# 376) The Tallest Man On Earth – There’s No Leaving Now (2012)
The Tallest Man On Earth is a Swedish musician by the name of Kristian Matsson.  This is his third album but the first that I’ve heard.  Matsson plays his guitar, and even more significantly, sings very much in the style of Dylan’s early folk albums although subject matter is very different.  A rhythm section provides backing on some tracks that’s so subtle that its presence barely registers.  

On Sunday, we hit town for lunch and did little else.  But I did buy the 25th Anniversary Edition of R.E.M’s Green and when I got home couldn’t wait to play the bonus disc;
(# 377) R.E.M. – Live In Greensboro 1989 [Green 25th Anniversary Edition – released 2013]

This show was recorded on 10 November 1989 which should mean that the band had been on tour for the bulk of the year.  I know this because I’d seen them on 12 February that year when they played at Festival Hall in Melbourne (the gig handbill is on the walls in my own hall of fame – support act that night was The Go-Betweens).   I was positioned immediately in front of Michael Stipe’s mic that night and he dared me to maintain eye contact during the entirety of World Leader Pretend.   
I’d like to report that the Greensboro show was as good as the show I saw but it isn’t.  A quick check of the cassette copy of the show I still have reveals part of the problem.  Although the set lists were broadly similar the Melbourne show was better constructed.  More importantly, the Greensborough show sounds very much like an ordinary show on the tour.   Stipe doesn’t appear to engage the audience as well as he normally does.  The band was by now playing before much larger crowds than they had previously; I’d guess  the audience was at least double the size of the Melbourne show and perhaps the band was still coming to grips with this.  Certainly the Greensboro audience appears to display an affinity for just the Green material and the set leans heavily on it and its immediate two predecessors. (There’s only a token presence of tracks from the first three albums.)  Still, it documents an interesting period in the R.E.M. story but, as far as the bonus discs of the reissued albums go, it’s easily the least essential.

Sunday, 26 May 2013

24 May 2013 (Day 144) – More DVDs

Woke up.  Got out of bed.  Ran my hand through my head. 

Why, I don’t know but the pain was still there in my stomach/bowel region.  Got back into bed and made an appointment to see my GP.  He provided me with a diagnosis that made sense, a prescription and an order of more rest. 
Back home, I tucked myself in for an afternoon of viewing whilst “M”napped and attended to some modest tasks downstairs starting with:

(AV 16) Supersuckers – House Of Blues, 19 September 2007 (released 2008)
Yesterday, a copy of the Supersuckers 2008 album Get It Together finally arrived at my house.  I’d bought this particular edition of the album mainly to see what was on the bonus DVD which the online seller had described as “90 minutes of raw archival footage”.   What I got was a professionally shot disc of an entire Supersuckers gig that took place a mere year prior to the release of the album.  Not that I’m complaining mind you.  Anything that shows one of the great American rock bands of the last 15 years in full flight is more than welcome particularly with the mix of greatest “hits” and  unrecorded songs destined for the album presented here. 

(AV17) Anvil – The Story Of Anvil (2008)
After all of the (well deserved) praise  surrounding this documentary, what surprised me is just how much of this turns out to be a real life version of the fictional comedy This Is Spinal Tap.  There’s a focus on the two creative mainstays in the band, the depiction of a disastrous tour, the influence of inept female “management” that eventually marries into the band and a triumphant ending with a gig in Japan.  And that’s even before you remember that one of the mainstays in Anvil is named Robb Reiner.  But The Story Of Anvil is more than this.  It is about the power of music to sustain dreams and friendships despite numerous obstacles and setbacks.  Like Metallica’s Some Kind Of Monster, what started out as a documentary about a metal band has turned out to be something much much deeper.

(AV18) Soulwax – Part Of The Weekend Never Dies (2008)
This is a documentary film about a world tour undertaken by Belgian band Soulwax and their dance alter egos, 2ManyDJs and Soulwax Nite Versions.  After a seriously strange animated introduction, the footage is of your standard tour with sequences set onstage, in hotels, at airports, etc.  Some of the footage though is quite breathtaking, particularly a sequence showing the outside world from inside the tour bus.  But what I really liked was the performance footage included in the extras.  Titled “Live At 120 Places”, it is a concert recording from footage shot at 120 different venues from the same tour.  The venue changes with every single cut/edit and you can keep track via the subtitles which identify the particular venue at any given moment.