Issue No. 3
MagnaPhone New Music Reviews
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Aimee Mann-The Forgotten Arm/www.AimeeMann.com
"Baby, there's something wrong with me" sings
Aimee Mann channeling protagonist John on her new record,
the masterful The Forgotten Arm. Delving into the
world of the narrative concept record, Mann assumes the
pace, tone and cadence of one of those great downbeat early
70's road films. Two-Lane
Blacktop, Badlands
and even Night
Moves come to mind. Actually set in the early 70's
The Forgotten Arm recounts the blurry misadventures of bored
housewife Caroline who abandons the cinches of family and
small town life to hit the road with ex-con/ex-boxer John.
As Aimee sings on 'King of the Jailhouse", there is
something wrong with both of them. John has a nasty junk
habit, and Caroline's dissatisfaction and unhappiness are
incurable. Wisely, Aimee Mann keeps the narrative interpretive
and at an arms length, letting the voids and valleys tell
the story, rather than mapping out every detail, making
it almost allegorical. In keeping with the 70's tone of
the tale, the music is some of the finest of her career.
Smart hooks are matched with loose and mannered country-rock,
ala The
Band, or Court
and Spark-era Joni
Mitchell. The overall sound is a throwback to the days
when production was detailed and soulful and musicians were
listed track-by-track on inner sleeves.
I've often thought it must be tough to be Aimee Mann, to
have such a unique and intense sound unlike any other singer-songwriter.
While that may set her apart from other and lesser artists,
it also must be difficult to avoid making what the public
can dismiss as "another Aimee Mann record". Luckily,
this is a brilliant example of how an artist can keep her
voice and integrity and develop a wholly successful and
unique work of art, both in her canon and in modern music
in general. This is a front-runner for the best of 2005.
Record geek side note: Wouldn't it be cool if on tour, or
on a b-side, Aimee Mann covered
Colin Blunstone's "Caroline, Goodbye?"-Greg
Trout
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Grand
Magus-Wolf's Return/www.GrandMagus.com(Rise
Above)
In 2001 Grand Magus's self titled debut was a true cause
for celebration. After being teased with split-7 inches
and compilation cuts, their full length delivered just what
it promised: Loud, dark hard rock from three bikers in Stockholm
who seemed to have never heard anything post-75. I am going
to chalk up my misgivings about Wolf's Return to
experimentation. All of the elements that made them and
their debut so special are here: Loud riffs, stronger-than-strong
vocals and masterful playing. The unwelcome addition is
the new tendency to write hooks and anthems, sending them
careening into Iron
Maiden territory. Hopefully that's out of their system
and next time around they can get back to the basics of
living up to their name-dark conjurers of black magic. -Greg
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The Jessica Fletchers-Less Sophistication
/ www.theJessicaFletchers.com(Perfect
Pop )
Oslo's The Jessica Fletchers are the Bay
City Rollers for the 21st century that no one asked
for or required. That said, I must say they put on quite
a party of a record. Some of the most infectious hooks in
Power-pop I have heard in years, and the songwriting is
pretty mature as well. If you know anything about my reviews
or musical taste, you know that I am amazed every time someone
does power-pop successfully. Time and time again I crow
about how the Raspberries
were the last word and that's that. Every now and again
I get proven wrong. So I am going to grab my copy of Pizzazz,
a big glass of
Hi-C citrus cooler (You know, the green stuff) and head
on down to my wood paneled basement, sit in the bean bag
chair with the big headphones on and groove to the Jessica
Fletchers. By the way, even if they were no good, naming
a band after the detective on Murder,
She Wrote is pure genius. -Greg
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Spiritus Mortis-S/T/ www.SpiritusMortis.com
(Rage of Achilles)
Every now and again a record comes along that reaffirms
my love for metal, a record that portrays it in all its
loud, nocturnal glory, a record that reeks of alienation
and creeps with power. In the 80's Saint
Vitus kept us hoping, and Cathedral
helped us through the 90's. The early part of this decade
blessed us with Electric
Wizard and now we have Finland's mighty Spiritus Mortis.
I was pretty impressed by some demo recordings and had kept
them in the back of my mind, but nothing could have prepared
me for this. Spiritus Mortis is a true metal classic,
on par with Sabbath
and the Obsessed.
No exaggeration. This is a rock solid hour of molten riffs
and sophisticated and subtle songwriting propelled by the
incredible vocals of Vesa Lampi, arguably Metal's finest
vocalist since Messiah Marcolin of Candlemass.
-Greg Trout
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Andrew Bird-The Mysterious
Production of Eggs/ www.BowlofFire.com
In 1966 the world of music was presented with Revolver
by the Beatles
and Pet
Sounds by the Beach
Boys. Arguably the two most influential records in pop
music history and the palette on which artists still paint.
They were the records that made it OK to craft ornate pop
music in a studio over the course of months or years. Andrew
Bird's fifth record, The Mysterious Production of Eggs continues
and explores this grand tradition. Middle-Eastern sounds,
and Memphis soul are given equal measure, as are lush strings,
breathless vocals and mellotrons. Switching gears like a
nervous driver twirling an FM knob, each song is a journey
and adventure that leaves the listener exhilarated and enlightened.
Comic fan side note, the booklet features artwork by the
masterful Jay
Ryan, whose heartbreaking work is theperfect fit with
Bird's Flights of Fancy.-Greg
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Debris Inc.//www.debrisinc.com/(Candlelight)
I wanted so badly to dig this record. The mere notion of Saint
Vitus' Dave Chandler and Trouble's
Ron Holzner collaborating is enough to make even the most
jaded metal fan salivate. Well, I have good news and bad news.
The good news is the music is flawless. Beautifully gritty,
down tuned doom metal up there with the best of both bands.
The bad news is the lyrics. Before you write to threaten me
let me state that I know that doom metal is all about expressing
pain, anguish and helplessness and sometimes this is expressed
in first hand accounts of depravity. Saint
Vitus built their whole career on this conceit. But it
seems like someone bought Chandler and Holzner some sort of
"Write your own Mentors
song" software and they went crazy with it. Still
if you can get past this, there is some great doom music on
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Vetiver
/www.vetiverse.com/(DiCristina))
Sometimes magic sneaks up on us.The older we get and the
more jaded we become, and life seems to be an endless road
of obstacles, it's easy to miss magic. Vetiver caught me off
guard one late winter afternoon as I trudged to a job that
was causing me misery. As I slid this into my walkman I was
immediatly transformed into the little fellow on the cover.
Andy Cabic, leader of this merry collective, takes the listener
on a journey to a magical place, the kind i have experienced
before with early 70's George Harrison and pre-electric T.Rex.
On board with Cabic are Devendra Banhart, Mazzy Star's Hope
Sandoval, and Colm O' Ciosig late of My Bloody Valentine.
Of the reams of music coming out in the neo-folk rennaisance,
this is my very favorite. Required listening.-Greg
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Tristania-Ashes/
www.tristania.com(SPV)
Gothic
Metal with shared Male/Female vocals has become quite
popular. Sometimes it works in the case of the great and confounding
Lacuna
Coil, and sometimes it doesn't as in the horrid and criminally
over-exposed Evanescence.
Add to this roster Tristania, who with their fifth release
have added a sophisticated approach to their art. Hailing
from Norway and forming in 1997, Tristania have had peaks
and valleys in their recorded career, and on this it all pays
off. Actually employing three vocalists, two males and a female,
one who growls, one who sings and the female angelic lead.
Vibeke Stene, the female singer is the linchpin. While they
are already head and shoulders above their peers as far as
disciplined songwriting goes Stene's incredible and authentic
talents make it all work. -Greg
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The Decemberists-Picaresque/
www.Decemberists.com(Kill
Rock Stars)
The success of Belle
& Sebastian and the films of Wes
Anderson prove that we kids loves us some retro. But we're
too savvy for mere masquerades as the past. Now the irony
has to be post-modernized and mixed up and made so obscure
that a good old game of spot-the-influence is all but impossible.
Add the Decemberists to that list. With a heaping helping
of Charles
Addams and Edward
Gorey slathered on their folk-rock the Decemberists are
good old-timey fun but new just the same. Recorded in a church
in Oregon, this is a step forward, but not too far. The sound
is warmer and more immediate, but the spirit of grim fun from
the past 5 releases remains, as the rollicking opener "The
Infanta" testifies. "We Both Go Down Together"
and "The Sporting Life" are pop classics perfectly
combining their sensibility with pop structure. "Eli,
the Barrow Boy" wouldn't sound out of place on Phil Och's
Pleasures of the Harbor. "The Mariners Revenge Song"
does indicate that it may be time to leave the sea-chantys
go for a while. But overall this is another solid record from
one of the most interesting bands out there today.-Greg
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Ramesses-We Will
Lead You to Glorious Times/www.Ramesses.com
(This
Dark Reign)
In 2003 Mark Greening and Tim Bagshaw left Electric
Wizard. Mark stayed on drums and Tim moved to guitar.
Adam Richardson joined as bass player and Ramesses was born.
Ramesses build epic soundscapes and structures around monster
riffs not unlike Sleep
or and extra-heavy Helmet.
Some of the most satisfying and exhilarating Doom metal
I have heard as of late. Write them a letter and get them
to the states! -Greg Trout
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Roots of Dub Funk 4:Rise of the
Eclectic Dread/ www.Tantyrecord.com
The accompanying press release describes Dub
as the 'deconstruction of a track that already exists'.
That's half the story. The other half is the mastery required
for a DJ to put it back together and keep it interesting
and hypnotic. Collected from DJs all over the world, some
tracks are dance-able (not too common in Dub): like Jah
Warrior's" Ridiculous Dub", Some explore Drum
'n Bass (Dub
Funk Association's "Nest of Vipers") and some
are just classic mellow Dub like DJ
Perch's "Dub the Border" and Manjul/Humble
Band's "Upper Cut. Tanty Records is devoted to
the art of Dub and we are better for it. An essential listen.-Greg
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Ivy-In the Clear /(www.thebandIvy.com)
(Nettwerk)
Ivy haven't changed much since their last record in 2001.
That's good. Ivy are the musical equivalent of a 60's new
wave French film or a first Friday party at a mid-century
modern gallery. Cool, fun, but not too loud. Each track
is a perfectly crafted and executed bit of pop. Played and
sung by people who know their way around a pop song and
pop history. They are even joined on a couple of tracks
by James
Iha late of the Smashing
Pumpkins. I hope Ivy never change. They get it right
every time and I can't imagine not owning every record they
ever released. -Greg Trout
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The Flaming
Stars-Named & Shamed/(www.FlamingStars.com)
(Alternative
Tentacles)
Although it takes a few tracks to kick in, this is a fantastic
record. The Flaming Stars have been around for a decade and
I am not sure why they don't have more of a following. Granted,
sometimes they are more famous for being the Pogues
favorite band than in their own right, when I put this record
on it was like a breath of fresh air. Smokey, liquor and grime
filled air, but refreshing nonetheless. Those of us who spent
our teen years in the basement with
Lou Reed, Nick
Cave, The Cramps
and the Gun Club were waiting for a bands like this. "The
Parade's Gone By" and "Stranger on the 5th Floor"
are two of my new favorite songs. Great, Dark, Sinister Rock
and Roll, no more, no less. Go buy it.-Greg
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Frausdots-Couture,Couture,Couture
(www.Frausdots.com) (Subpop)
Though they really recall his beloved Go-Betweens,
My brother and I have this recent, somewhat sadistic little
feud (actually, it was more of an "exchange", but
no bother) over whether or not Frausdots, on its rookie record,
sounds like late era Roxy
Music (the joke, however, is on him, as I tuned out after
their radically wussy Avalon
and haven't even heard albums like Manifesto
or Flesh
and Blood); It may never be settled. I'll admit as much
as this: I can see where he's coming from (they never stop
sounding like the lost poster band for VH-1 Classic's permanently
eighties and nineties saturated show "Alternative").
Still, because they were cool enough in merely *thinking*
to twist lines from America's
'A Horse with No Name', David
Bowie's 'Space Oddity' and
Supertramp's 'Long Way Home', and because they manage
to stay just the side of catchy that's fun and not annoying,
they received a whopping three listens from a guy who can't
bear to play the same album more than once inside a week.-Ben
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The
David Joel Quartet-Live at Chris'
Lead guitarist, composer David Joel is continuiing a grand
tradition. A tradition of jazz fusion and sonic exploration
begun by Miles, the
Mahivishnu
Orchestra, and Weather
Report. David Joel and company paint landscapes of sound,
starry meditative explorations and turn the listener to traveler,
inviting them to let the quartet to be a guide to musical
challenges and unique structures. Lucky for us, Mr. Joel is
a Philadelphia mainstay in the Jazz scene and an email to
guitsan@hotmail.com
will be a good way to find out when Mr. Joel and his crew
are leaving for their next journey beyond.-Greg
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...Bender
/ www.Bend.Tv
(Tenor Vossa)
This is the scariest record I have heard in a long time.
Even the most sinister of Black Metal of Norway has nothing
on this. This is not a collection of songs it's an experience,
and a harrowing one at that. Steve Gullick and James Johnston
conjure a brew of Musique concrete and country music chillingly
vocalized by Geraldine Swayne. Either perfect or dead wrong
for driving at night, depending on where your head is. This
is the rare case when I am truly at a loss. Must be heard
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Molly
Hatchet-Warriors of the Rainbow Bridge(www.MollyHatchet.com)
/ (www.SPV.de)
In every category of rock and roll there are the bands
that everybody knows and the bands that everybody in that
category knows. Molly Hatchet, in southern rock, is the band
that, if you fly a confederate flag on your lawn, jam out
to Skynyrd all
night long, and don't take calls during Blue
Collar TV , you know. There is no mistaking that this
is a Molly Hatchet record. "Warriors" has the deep
trenched sound of old iron chugging a long. You can tell,
that these are guys you don't want to fuck with. The record
has a solid rock production style even coming close to slick.
The sound at some points reminds me of Motley
Crue's "Dr Feel Good" or Alice
Coopers "Trash". Once the vocals kick in you
know the glimmer of hair rock is not on the agenda of "Warriors".
Phil McCormack vocal style is that of a man who would prefer
a shot of jack rather then, well anything else. Through all
the changes, they still hold on to the trade mark sound of
Molly Hatchet.One track that stood out for me was "Hell
Has no Fury" The tongue and cheek vocals and the driving
beat of a "gimmee three steps" shows "Warriors"
at it's best. Southern Rock, dirty, funny, and 'causen trouble
and not getting caught. If you are a Molly Hatchet fan, you
don't need me to tell you go buy it. If you are not, well
you tell 'em.-Frank Lario
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The
White Stripes-Get Behind Me Satan(www.WhiteStripes.com)
(V2)
I should probably just go ahead and clarify (or, amend,
as the kids say) the previous statement. I've already lost
count of the number of times I plan to listen to Get Behind
Me Satan, a new, showy set of the Beach-Boys-via-Led-Zeppelin
jams devised by Jack White to further establish his producer
talents and, um, continue that White Stripes crap he does
on the side. Using the same trajectory as on Elephant,
it thrusts a skull ripper called 'Blue Orchid' into your sound
shoot, right up front. Then, slowly, song by song, Satan leans
itself laid back before unveiling the head-noddin' upcrank
of 'Take, Take, Take' ("trying to hard to be eccentric",
snorted EW, but it's this album's arcane epic, tantamount
to 'Ball and Biscuit' or 'Death Letter') and surfacing, briefly
with one of White's two ballads ('White Moon' and 'I'm Lonely')
which, this time, sound as if they're Tom
Waits covers: Banging away at the piano, he appears to
believe that if he doesn't stop playing, they can't close
the bar for the night. And as engineer, he's become almost
psychotic ('The Nurse', which initially sounds like a clunker,
turns out to be an experiment in mixing uppers and downers),
all the while keeping the instruments crisp and the muddle
to a minimum. The sound may be more refined, but it wasn't
the Stripes' scruffy garage riffs that launched the whole
thing in the first place, it was the strange aura that they
could make this many simple, simple songs for those of us
who happen to be air guitar masters.-Ben
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The Freak
Accident/ www.TheFreakAccident.com(Alternative
Tentacles)
I expect a lot from a solo record, perhaps too much.
I expect more than I do from a band's record, to be honest.
I want to it to be a tour-de-force. It is one person, after
all, asking me to spend an hour with him while he uses music
to express his thoughts and feelings. If I am to spend an
hour with someone they better be interesting. Ralph Spight
is interesting. For the past 20 years he has been the
head of Victim's
Family, a fascinating band from Santa Rosa who defy description.
Striking out on his own as The Freak Accident, Spight has
decided to see what he can do with the pop song. It's the
story of a marriage gone sadly bad. The story of one of those
relationships where both parties seem to be speaking another
language that defies translation. In fact, that's how he characterizes
it in the power-pop "Chinese Phrasebook". Listening
to these songs you can feel how just wants to bang his head
against the wall he is so frustrated. To keep it interesting
Spight unravels his sad tale with straightforward Rock, a
little surf and marimba, some stark jazzy numbers, some synth
tunes and so on. Spights bag of tricks seems to have no bottom.
His session players range from local stalwarts (Ed Ivey, Larry
Boothroyd, Jon Weiss, etc) and San Francisco's The
Black Furies. Two of my favorite Solo records of all time
are Steve
Wynn's Kerosene
Man and Lloyd
Coles's Bad
Vibes. I place this right up there with them. A great
work.-Greg Trout
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Dream Into Dust-The
Lathe of Heaven/ (www.chthonicstreams.com)
Creating a new experience for someone is exciting, exhilarating.
Inspiring an unknown feeling in a person through art is just
about the greatest payoff an artist can hope for. These feelings
are palpable and infectious on the latest disc from Derek
Rush's dark and beautiful project Dream into Dust. It's obvious
Derek is an observer, a sponge of influences and interpreter
of his surroundings. Each one of the soundscapes on this record
has elements that would in other hands be embarrassing and
trite. Industrial rumblings ala Throbbing
Gristle, paired with beautiful and disciplined singing,
garnished with traditional folk instruments make for a sonic
experience and transport to another world. I would be remiss
to not mention also the stunning artwork is also by the very
talented Mr. Rush. I urge all fans of MagnaPhone to visit
his site and take advantage of all that's available. He is
a visionary and we are lucky to have him among us-Greg
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Earthride-Vampire Circus /(www.Earthridedoom.com) (Southern Lord )
Heavy metal is a fractured business, and a frustrating one to explore. Like a sporting event one needs a program to keep up with the players and a decoder ring to keep up with each sub-genre. Like classical music, and hip-hop each strain is peppered with remnants and colors of its region or inhabitants. Rap, industrial, funk, even country finds its way into the leather and sweat world in the 21st century. While Lord knows I am all about experimenting and mixing it up, I have very strict rules about what I dig in metal. I don't like hairspray. I don't like ballads. Metal to me has to be either true rebellion or true resignation. I want a metal band to sound like it's the only way they could express their pain. I want to feel like they had two choices: Pump gas or learn a riff. Finally, I want metal to sound like a forbidden kegger in the woods, with as much acid as there is cheap beer. I want to be scared and exhilarated. If you don't know what I mean, go get a Motorhead, Sabbath or Saint Vitus record and check back with me. If you are still with me, read on. I've got a killer record for you. Dave Sherman, (late of Spirit Caravan) and Earthride are back with their second helping of doom with 'Vampire Circus'. It corrects everything i did'nt like about 'Taming of the Demons'. Sherman's voice no longer sounds like a Lemmy-alike, and the riffs and songs are solid, well written and powerful. This is one of those records that seems to appear right when you are about to give up on metal. Witness 'Dirt Nap'. It's the sound of a band that works. A band that is speaking that secret language to one another. When they just know and they just rock. This track in particular is augmented by Mick Schauer's organ, which so beautifully sounds like he got in a time machine and lifted it from Uriah Heep, that it makes greater that didnt need to be. Bearing mentioning is Kyle Vansteinburg's molten riffs, Rob Hampshire's backbone of a bass, and Eric Little's brutal time keeping. All tight, all solid.This brings me to Dave Sherman. I've always found him to be one of the most fascinating figures in metal. 'Undone Mind' being one of my favorite Spirit Caravan tunes. He has a reputation for being a walking metal encyclopedia, and when someone with that knowledge starts a band it can be dangerous. Or in this case great. Apparently Sherman with authority, has applied his metal lessons and it's paid off. Finally, how can you resist a record with a song called 'Swamp Witch'?-Greg Trout
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The Isles-Back to Terrific EP /(Theislesnyc.com) (Binder Records ) Indie rock is a mystery to me, when it doesn’t work its maddenly boring. When it does, it’s brilliant. But I have never gotten to the bottom of what makes the simple vocals-guitar-bass-drums-sometimes-keyboards formula. This is most likely why I write about music instead of making it. So, don’t ask me to explain why I love The Isle’s Back to Terrific 4-song EP so much, but I do. Low-key sort of folk-rock, sort of jittery power-pop stagger chords, with some of the most cynical, sneering lyrics I’ve heard in a while. See this couplet from my favorite track on the set “Eve of the Battle ”: “She’s no fair/she makes me think I care/I care for nothing”. I am not sure what the Isles have in store for us next. I hope it’s a full-length, because an entire CD of their work may just hit the same chord with me as the best of the Go-Betweens. To me that is almost the best music can do. As I play it through for the 5 th time as the sun goes down here in Fishtown , Pa , I feel as though this record has been with me all my life. How do bands pull that off? Go to their site and check them out. -Greg Trout
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Gravenhurst-Fires in Distant Buildings /(Gravenhurst) (Warp Records ) A few years back I went to a screening of Blow-Up, the groundbreaking and to some (like me) life-changing 60's masterpiece of swinging London seen through a surreal lens and an incredibly cynical eye. Afterward Veruschka, one of the worlds first supermodels made famous in one of the opening shots was there for an after-flick Q & A. She happened to be in town to unveil her photography. Her medium? She builds miniature cities and sets them on fire and photographs the ensuing carnage. This is the best I can come up with to describe the music of Gravenhurst. Perhaps its automatic word association to the title of their record Fires in Distant Buildings. I think there is also a kindred spirit to the way front man Nick Talbot approaches music and the way Veruschka approached photography, i.e. building something and then wreaking havoc upon it to watch it change and, at times, grow. Look at his cover of the Kink's "See My Friends", expanded to a 9 minute done with caterwauling noise injected within. Or the originals "Cities Beneath the Sea" or " Down River " which are beauteous, soothing soundscapes with a thick coat of iron filings rubbed over. My favorite track "The Velvet Cell" combines all the great details of such disparate influences as Wire, My Bloody Valentine, and XTC in one incredibly exciting five minutes. Gravenhurst is one of my favorite discoveries this year. A document of outsider beauty that reveals a new revelation upon every listen, which you will learn as you realize you cannot remove it from your CD player anymore. Much as you try. -Greg Trout
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Ladytron-Witching Hour (www.Ladytron.com) (Rykodisc)
Ladytron is a rare band with something special. Something the Band had. Husker Du had. The Replacements, My Bloody Valentine had it too. Radiohead and Wilco have it now. It's called Everythingness. What's that? That's disparate personalities combining to transcend genre and create a layered music equal parts all that came before, creating what lies ahead.On their third record (fourth if you count their mix tape), Ladytron build on the landscapes and aesthete they have forged in the past and come off with their strongest, most powerful and unclassifiable offering yet. Stretched up a torture rack of an electronic pallette, Ladytron builds their house of cards on the slick and sleazy lessons of Roxy Music (from whence comes their name) and New Order-packing a din of dance under layers of twisted cinematic setpieces. Kicking off with the Psychedelic feedback work- out "High Rise", Ladytron confounds their following, and their past in a way that would make the Spacemen 3 proud. Hopefully this and what follows will help them shake their unfortunate 80's nostalgia tag. There is nothing nostalgic about this, electronic music has been with us for 60 years, it's just one of the treasures in this Pandora's Box. What an embarrasment of riches it is! The crown jewel, and their finest track ever "Destroy Everything You Touch" is truly the finest dance track of this century and deserves to be the new generations "Blue Monday". Other highlights include the catchy "International Dateline", which continues the tradition of obtuse and uncomfortable takes on human relationships. It's not clear whether Helen Marnie's husky-little-girl-who-has-seen-it-all voice is breaking up with her partner on the international dateline or imploring him or her to kill themselves, but she means it. "Sugar" takes a VU-chug and throws over it a playful couplet at once about sex and drugs. "amTV" reinforces them as the representatives of all the people who only come out at night and are little cooler than you and I over a dreamy synth track. Sadly Mira Arroyo's eastern-european accent is only heard on a single track "Fighting in Built Up Areas" and as usual it serves as the bottom, bass line right hook anchoring the whole affair. Sometimes a record comes along and I can't hold it together. I hang up my music-geek journalist hat, dispose of my integrity and just gush. This is one of them. So go get it, and drop me a line. We'll stay up all night in a cheap walk-up in a dark part of town arguing and dissecting it.-Greg Trout
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Foetus-Love (www.Foetus.org) (Birdman)In 1990 I was just out of high-school and in my first job. It was with a major coorperation and I lived in fear of being a corporate tool. J.G. Thirwell aka Jim Foetus aka Clint Ruin and his spiteful iconoclastic swagger was my inspiration and I basically appropriated his alter ego. I walked around in a biker jacket (like him), grew a little devil beard (like him again), smoked like a rat packer (all him) and drank like Kerouac. I was in such fear of becoming a cooperate tool that his battle cry of "Run the gauntlet north and south/walk right up to the cannon's mouth and scream 'I can do anything goddamn thing I want!" became mine in my everyday misadventures and sure I paid the price, but I had solace in music. I was addicted to 'Hole', 'Nail', 'Thaw' and any number of his side projects (Wiseblood being my favorite). Times have changed. I've grown up, I'm not so much a cooperate tool but a member of the American workforce now. Foetus has evolved too. His latest opus "Love" echoes that. While it doesn't contain anything so terrifyingly shocking as "Destroy All Girls!" or "The Only Good Christian is Dead", it runs deeper. Alot deeper. So deep that he tackles the scariest of all spectres, the titled "Love". My favorite track (and I believe his current masterpiece) is a lengthy exercise called "Aladdin Reverse", in which confronting our psyche, our love of all things around us is compared to being trapped in an elevator. A mental elevator we'll never escape. It features a wagnerian orchestra right out of the inferno and pummeling guitars that should be the envy of any Doom Metal outfit No longer content to challenge and frighten the masses with his junkie-biker schwag, he now aims to grab the human brain pan and squeeze, pulling away a hand soaked with a substance scarier than a thousand crowbars soaked in blood. I saw him perform once in my life, at the Trocodero in Philadelphia at 6 in the afternoon. Backed by ex- swans and ex cop shoot cops-he stood like a escaped convict come home. Beer after beer, marlboro after marlboro he pumped angry steam into the microphone. At one point a fan got too close during his deconstruction of 'I am the Walrus' and got punched. Now it seems like the same fan would likely be embraced-the scariest act of all.-Greg Trout
Mix Tape Song: Aladdin Reverse |
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Jello Biafra & the Melvins-Never Breathe What You Can't See/ (Alternative Tentacles)
I hate to admit it but I stayed away from this one for a little while. I have been a lifelong Dead Kennedys devotee, they are truly one of the smartest bands that ever existed. Similarly, The Melvins are heavy heroes of mine, Gluey Porch Treatments being a perennial favorite.But Jello & the Melvins? Just could'nt see it..Goes to show how wrong you can be. This record is a revelation, a cause for celebration! The Melvins kick up their speed about 10 notches to (dare I say it?) match the flawlessly played, bottom heavy, intense and fat rock and roll that made the Dead Kennedys so brilliant and special. Jello? He has lost none of his bite and bile. He sounds sarcastic and sick as ever, taking on such topics as SUVs ("Yuppie Cadillac"), Civil Liberties ("McGruff the Crime Dog"), Iraqi Occupation ("Islamic Bomb"), and the religious right ("Dawn of the Locusts"). Most impressive is his explanation of the actions of Islamic Extremists in "Caped Crusader", it's almost poignant. Once again Jello has masterminded the rarest of creatures: A record I want to crank up to 11 and drive fast to, while challenging everything going on outside my door today.-Greg Trout
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Volebeats-Like Her (www.Volebeats.com) / (Turquoise Mountain)
Detroit's Volebeats fill a necessary void that Alt-Country or whatever you have been calling it is leaving. Sensitive early 70's-Country Rock of the goodwill variety. Let me elaborate: If you are reading MagnaPhone, most likely you have spent one afternoon or another on your hands and knees in the back of Goodwill going through boxes of records. Heck, most of you do that on a weekly basis, I'll bet. What do you usually find there? Kristofferson, BJ Thomas, Mac Davis, Poco and a host of other guys with big sideburns and big smiles. When I first listened to this CD I was surprised it didn't have that musty old record smell (that I love). Jeff Oakes and Matthew Smith are the autuers behind this. Matthew Smith is also in Outrageous Cherry, a band that mimics the music of a similar time, but in that case it's bubblegum rock, and like that band, he and Oakes get it exactly right. To be fair, this music isn't as frivolous as i am making it sound. The ghosts of Gene Clark and Gram Parsons are the true stylists whose mark is felt here. Not for everyone, but if you related to anything I said in this review, then you'll dig it. -Greg Trout
Mix Tape Song: This Girl
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Grimble Grumble-Leaves Leader(www.GrimbleGrumble.com) (Pehr)
Named for the Gnome in Syd Barrett's song. That's where the comparison ends. No Looking glasses or rabbit holes in this Psychedelia, this is modern-day, state of the art Psychedelic. What sets apart mere jamming and great psychedelia in my book is virtuosity. This record has it in spades. The discipline in which the riffs and grooves are paired is precise and deadly. The juxtaposition of out of tune guitars and perfectly honed instruments is coolly calculated to create a new form of harmony. Witness the din that "Wish Song" builds to, its nearly unbearable. Now hear the space rock of 'Third Song' and check out the window and make sure you are still on earth. Classic powerful head music without a hint of nostalgia. It's a little hard to find, but well worth the search.-Greg Trout
Mix Tape Song: Wish Song |
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The Sights/ www.WeAreTheSights.com(New Line )
In today's world of indie pop, everyone loves the Kinks, Faces and Pretty Things. It's basically a rule. Faced with this a band can do one of two things. Sound exactly like their influences and be boring, or they can do something truly wonderful and create great pop music. The last time this successfully happened was with The Go's Whatcha Doin'. Well, it's happened again. "Waiting on a Friend" and "Baby's Knocking Me Down" are two of the finest songs you'll find in any band's canon and certainly worthy of the influences I've named above. "Frozen Nose" even throws some Slade or Mott the Hoople into the mix, to spice it up a bit. But I must re-iterate. This is not mere retro-rock. This is new stuff, and its gooood. Eddie Baranek (guitar) and Bobby Emmett (Bass) have been playing together since they were 13 and it shows. The language and interplay exchanged between them is electric and intuitive. Mike Trombley's not-unlike-Moonie's drumming rounds it out to make this a pure pop masterpiece. A hidden track, a cover of The Face's "Stay With Me" secures everything I just said. .-Greg Trout
Mix Tape Song: Baby's Knocking Me Down |
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Animal Collective featuring Vashti Bunyan-Prospect Hummer/ (Paw Tracks )
It's jarring at first to hear Vashti Bunyan's voice in front of relatively cacophonic sounds. Truly, all we have of Vashti is her one record, and a handful of singles. Those are all very peaceful and warm. Warm as these recordings are, a lot has changed about music since the late 60's.Those changes come defined here in two persons, Avey Tare and Panda Bear or Animal Collective, as they are known to the world. Time was, combining Folk and Rock was daunting enough. Throw in noise, ambient, drone etc. and you have yourself a cutting edge. You have yourself Animal Collective, one of the most consistently interesting groups of musicians around today It only took 2 more listens for it to make sense. Just Another Diamond Day was recorded in an informal, campfire style setting. Whoever happened by, happened by, and played. Same with this record. Sounds evolve and grow, but true essences can be constant. The spirit surrounding the great Vashti Bunyan wherever she sings remains-Greg Trout
Mix Tape Song: It's You
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Engineers/www.Engineersweb.net/(the Echo Label Ltd)
Back in the 80's I read an interview with Robyn Hitchcock talking about Bryan Ferry's "Boys and Girls". He referred to it as "Embryonic Music. All soft edges and moistness" or something like that. He might as well have been talking about Engineers
Tunes like "Waved On" and "Come In out of the Rain" feel as if one is slipping underwater or into another consciousness where (like Hitchcock himself said) there are no edges, nothing to catch your clothes on. Just smooth euphoria. Sure, they turn it up on tunes like "One in Seven" but even that feels like warm tea and hypnosis.
This London based quartet prides itself in its unique sound and is trying to create a whole new multimedia experience featuring slides of Lomo camera photos. Readers of Magnaphone know there's one thing we love and thats a transportive experience and we've a great one here. I think Guitarist Mark Peters sums it up: "You've got to be able to live with every aspect of the music you've made, You've got to love it so much you can keep going back to it night after night. That's why we're doing it ourselves. We know what it's got to be like"-Greg Trout
Mix Tape Song: Waved On |
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Iron & Wine-Woman
King //www.ironandwine.com/
(Sub Pop)
On Iron & Wine's website there is an update of
Hick's the Peaceable Kingdom, with a car joining the lion
and child and friends. I cannot think of a more apt analogy
for the work of Florida's Sam Beam and friends. Beam writes
wistful, simple songs of an earthy nature about life and love.
His sensibility recalls plainer time, but with Woman King
he puts it toe to toe with a modern recording studio, and
it works. Boy does it work. These six songs are startling
and satisfying achievements. Hicks also painted the Peaceable
Kingdom 62 times, 62 different ways. Sam Beam has such a unique
vision that he may just have 57 more of these collections
in him, each a little different, but each of the same mind.
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