Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Detroit Sounds & Spirits - Magic Stick - 12 / 19

[ed. American Mars photo used in Real Detroit should credit: Doug Coombe]

Sounds & Spirits Old Fashioned Holiday Spectacular

The Hard Lessons, Blanche, Javelins, Friendly Foes, The Go, Dutch Pink, Mick Bassett & The Marthas, Pop Project, American Mars, Nice Device, Sunshine Doray, The Pizazz, Shadiamond le Freedom Ether Aura - The Barrettes - The Displays - Old Empire - Loretta Lucas - Sean Hoen – Jarrod Champion Sleeps Til Dusk - Danny Dollrod – Sleigher





(Blanche)














(American Mars)












Maybe my mind's been hypnotically pulverized by Charlie Brown and the Grinch, but I feel a magic in the air around Christmas time. (A good bit of greasy swarming Mega-Mall-nausea, but more so the magic!) Not so much warm, gooey Hallmark card magic, or 'the perfect gift' magic… I find it, simply, in togetherness.

And that arm-in-arm embrace is exemplified perfectly each season by the annual Detroit's Sounds & Spirits Old Fashioned Holiday Spectacular, at the Magic Stick on December 19th.

This is the 7th Sounds and Spirits, and it has established a tradition for Detroit's music community to come together and let their hair down for a cheery "sweater and scarf" cocktail party serving as homage to Christmas variety shows of yesteryear…(specifically, the 1970's). Twenty bands blur through 2 or 3 songs each, bouncing back and forth between 2 stages. Plus, ticket sales go to benefit Detroit's Coalition on Temporary Shelter (COTS). Since 2002, the event has raised more than $15,000 for the Detroit-based COTS, which provides emergency shelter and transitional housing for struggling families.

Local musicians Dave Feeney and Thomas Trimble started the event in 2002 as an excuse to have musical yuletide celebrations with their friends from other bands, including Sunshine Doray, Blanche and American Mars.

Looking Back At 2008 and S&S of Christmas' Past

I caught up with Trimble (from neo-country-pop quartet American Mars to reflect on 2008: "As a band, we are really proud of the record we put out in February, Western Sides. The record got some great national reviews and it helped us prove to ourselves that we should still be a band." Trimble added, looking back on past S&S shows, "We are so appreciative of all the bands that have played over the years, especially those that have played multiple years. It's like a family, but we're really more like the teenage cousins who raid the basement liquor cabinet while the adults are upstairs drinking eggnog. We're an obnoxious bunch."




(Dutch Pink)






Catching up with Dutch Pink, singer/guitarist Dustin Leslie, playing his second S&S this year, said that this show gave him the strongest sense of community than any show he's played. "It seems campy, but that's usually part of the fun. It's just about everybody (the old guard and the new guys) having a good time. There's not a lot of posturing." Dutch Pink spent 2008 focusing on recording their upcoming full-length Times New Roman, some "dark honky-tonk shit" reacting to tough economic times. In January they hit the ground running, reenergized for 2009, planning more local shows, a summer tour and more material to record.






(Mick Bassett &
The Marthas)





After releasing Here's The Whirlwind in January to subtle acclaim, singer/songwriter Mick Bassett (with the Marthas) momentarily questioned people's hankering for their style of smoky goth blues and hard-fuzzed experimental folk – but once the Metro Times Blowout hit, it seemed every paper or blog suddenly had their ears opened for them. "That was the spark, everything picked up from there," said Bassett. The quintet played consistently through 08, locally and on tour. "The band is coming into it's own; I think I finally know where I'm going now."





(The Displays)














Doors open 8pm, Friday at the Magic Stick. $15.
Majesticdetroit.com; cotsdetroit.org

~

Frontier Ruckus - Interview - playing MITTENFEST III - 12 / 28 - elbow room














(full Mittenfest line up here)

What Homes Are For...: Frontier Ruckus
(words: Milo)
Matthew Milia both values and obsesses over memory. And though he admits it can sometimes be spotty, he assures 2008 to be the best year so far for his band, Frontier Ruckus. Starting back at Mittenfest II, at 2007’s conclusion, they signed to Ann Arbor-based Quite Scientific label and since then, spent 08 completing their grandly scoped, devastating opus, The Orion Songbook of Darkly Connecting.

The Lansing-based collective (including David Jones, Zach Nichols, Ryan “Smalls” Etzcorn Anna Burch, Ryan Hay) is distinguished by an ornate folk style with a tragic touch; songs throb and linger like the dagger-chill of winter, with a delicate but tremendous force (of nature), precious and peaceful on the surface but a relentless, often melancholic roil working beneath.





















Starting as high school students Milia and Dave discovering the harmony of their respective guitar and banjo (through which time Milia was already honing his songwriting, while Dave attained mastery of the banjo), members were added as Creative Writing major Milia met more musicians while at Michigan State, keeping touch with U-M anthropology major Dave.

Through 08, they played their inaugural CMJ and SXSW festivals and busked in the open air in southern towns, while forging friendships out on the road. After 07’s I am the Water you are Pumping EP, they released their debut LP Orion Songbook (recorded by essential A2 boardman Jim Roll and mastered by Decemberists’-collaborator Roger Seibel).

Orion is ripe with labyrinthine poetry and reemphasized themes of backyards and smoke and freeways and county lines. Stark images “recur or connect in some sort of cooperation that eventually lead to reveal a greater emotion,” said Milia. The album surveys the mythology of “Orion Town,” a land of flexing border and temporal fluidity described as “a way I have come to organize spatially my confusion of experience and memory with Metro Detroit and its endless connections in a less crippling or overwhelming way.”

Orion comes on vinyl in February, with bonus EP Way Upstate and the Crippled Summer. They headline the 3rd day of Mittenfest in Ypsilanti 12-28, at the Elbow Room.
The Deep Cutz Interview: Frontier Ruckus

Deep Cutz/Milo: -how has your year been? what's stuck out for you...what's the memorable experience(s)?

Matthew Milia: Our year has been extremely fulfilling for us—was pretty busy and eventful. It's funny how strict of an annual cycle this stuff has been running on—it was exactly at Mittenfest last year, at the Corner Brewery in Ypsilanti, that we signed with Quite Scientific. So in that year we spent a good amount of time making The Orion Songbook, of which we are very proud. We played things like SXSW and CMJ for the first time, where we were the giddy youths sneaking into backstages to meet awkwardly people like Lou Reed or Béla Fleck. We made lots of new friends on tour in a bunch of cities, did a lot of busking in really hot, summer southern towns.
Especially good times I can recall were in the Upper Peninsula when the leaves were like fire, picking with David on a hill in Tennessee at night, or spending all day in the Philadelphia Museum of Art with Zach. My memory is really spotty, which is unfortunate because it's what I obsess over and value the most, but on the whole I can say that this has definitely been the best year for Frontier Ruckus so far. We also kind of started to get our act together and really consider the pragmatic side of making music today which, in my opinion, can have as many negative ramifications on a band as it does positive.

DC/Milo: -can you regale a bit more of your own bios, starting around first meeting and the formation of the band...what did you study in college and when/how did the band really start rolling (with writing, recording and playing shows)
David Jones: The very first incarnation of Frontier Ruckus (and to me, there seems to have been many since then) began in high school with Matt and I. I think we met in drama class. We both played instruments at the time (guitar and banjo), but instead of immediately becoming friends, our relationship was mostly one of tense, puerile competitiveness. Think of one fourteen year-old exclaiming his musical prowess to the other and the ensuing argument. Sooner or later, though, we got over this and discovered, almost accidentally, how amazing the two instruments sounded together. Our earliest repertoire consisted mostly of bluegrass songs Matt or I had picked up.

Matt started writing his first songs right around then, and though they were quite a bit different from what they are now, they were brilliant for someone that age. He continued to develop that ability into and throughout college. Matt went to Michigan State University to study creative writing, and I went to the University of Michigan for anthropology. It was at MSU that Matt met everyone else in the band. Though we had been playing with Eli (our former bass player) for some time, he really only became an official member after our first few years of college. The next person we met was Zach Nichols, who played singing saw, melodica, and trumpet, three instruments Matt knew he wanted in Frontier Ruckus for quite some time. This might seem like a hilarious claim, but I think Zach is the best saw player in the state. He has such an ear for melodies (a fact which helps him arrange trumpet harmonies and write brilliant songs of his own), and just knows how to utilize the saw in a way which no one else I've heard can.

We came to know Ryan "Smalls" Etzcorn, our historian-drum-beater, through a couple mutual friends (Anna, perhaps?). We immediately knew he fit because of his sarcastic, impression-ridden sense of humor and his neverending ability to drum more creatively than most. He can be intensely technical about drumming at times, but he always FEELS what he is doing. Anna Burch was the final addition to Frontier Ruckus- she added that slightly country sounding harmony Matt and I adored in Neil Young records. After hearing her and Matt's vocals isolated once during a mixing session, I remember thinking how much precision, and best of all, attitude she puts into her hamonies. It really is indispensable. DC/Milo: -can you talk about the experience of making Orion Songbook....which is a grand, ramble-inspiring question that would cover, song formation, recording together, how that all flowed....plus, working with Jim Roll...and then working with Roger Seibel...

Milia: Most of the songs on the record have been around for quite a long time, some from even back when it was just David and I. So basically the songs were quite due for recording and catharsis. They were formed and waiting, growing heavier by the day. We became such good friends with Jim right off the bat. He is the perfect neutralizer to have in a studio and was very supportive of the methods we wanted to employ, some of which are kind of unorthodox nowadays. We recorded everything almost totally live in the same room at the same time—drums, piano, guitar, banjo, vocals, and bass with the amp in another room. The drums and baby grand piano were right next to each other and bleeding into each other like crazy, but we liked it. I can't remember overdubbing a vocal on the entire album—though Zach did have a lot of fun layering and dubbing in tons of brass and saw, which was kind of necessary since he was the only brass or saw player on the album. There were a few moments of tension throughout the experience, of course, and my neuroses certainly were in high gear for the entire time. But it was some of the most fun and unifying time we've ever spent together as a band.

We had pretty much no interface with Roger Seibel. We just sent him the album, paid him a significant sum of money and released what he sent back. I don't know very much about mastering but I feel as though he polished it up well, considering the kind of raw and naturally expressive performances we recorded. That's all we really know how to do is play together and expressively while looking at each other as it happens. We can't record a song track by track for the life of us.

















DC/Milo: -not really a question, just a statement of curiosity...can you tell me about the Songbook Scroll on the web site..., is that how the lyrics were originally charted out?

Milia: (Laugh). No the songs weren't written out in one long streaming scroll like On the Road was, reportedly. But it is important to me to make the lyrics very available to people as a supplement to the recording. I liked the look and idea of just writing all the words out in this long form of language and verticality. It figuratively extends the idea that the images of the songs and the places they're about just blend and blur together without punctuation or mediation. It is all just contiguous language and image and place connecting and spilling outward.

DC/Milo: -writes ups often comment on the poetry of the lyrics shining through, ...are there influences you can name, not as a musician, but strictly as a writer? what developed first, writing or music...and how did both come about?

Milia: Well, academically, I graduated last year from the Creative Writing department at MSU and completed a thesis in poetry under Diane Wakoski as my mentor. She's a pretty famous poet with connections to the old Greenwich Village beat scene. But she is also famously adamant about her requirement for two things in successful poetry—trope and revelation. So her influence on me, I suppose, has created this habituation where all of my images should recur or connect in some sort of cooperation that eventually lead to reveal a greater emotion. Literarily I was really impacted by the fleshy, bodily focus of Whitman, and my emphasis and obsession with locality has really been influenced by Sherwood Anderson, Faulkner, and Huckleberry Finn—where locality shifts in this gradual southward linearity but still connects and retains all those places left behind into one greater locale of memories, actions, and consequences. The same thing exists in Orion Town, but the sacred direction is north.

Your other question—as much as many poets try to segregate true free verse poetry from lyricism, I still maintain that it was the addition of music that brought out whatever imaginative writer there is inside of me.

DC/Milo: …and Dave, what got you into music, and how'd you come to the banjo?

Jones: I actually started out as a percussionist in middle school band. Though I liked it, any passion I felt for percussion was very quickly replaced the first time I heard a banjo. My father is from Georgia, so I was always exposed to bluegrass, appalachian folk, and country music through him. I remember listening to a bluegrass album with him at some point, and it might have been during a Flatt and Scruggs or J.D. Crowe song that I realized how incredible a banjo sounded. I'm sure I expressed that thought to my parents in not-so-subtle hints over the following months, and before I knew it, I had a banjo. I was twelve at the time. I took lessons from a local banjo master named Vince Sadovsky for some years. It was from him that I truly learned to appreciate the instrument for what it really is: surprisingly versatile. Everyone has heard Foggy Mountain Breakdown or Cripple Creek on a banjo, but not many realize how beautifully one can play Bach or Scott Joplin.

After Vince, Bela Fleck has really changed the way I look at the instrument, along with dozens of others I won't dare to bore you by listing.

DC/Milo: -so, was I Am the Water…EP sort of a preface to this, as Songbook has some songs from the EP...

Jones: Well, from what I remember, the EP was originally planned as a full length. We recorded it in an amazing old building on the banks of I-75, The Russel Industrial Center. You know those old factory buildings in Detroit with busted windows and crumbling bricks? That is basically where we recorded the EP. The EP was a preface to The Orion Songbook in that it was our first real experience recording as a band and trying to put something relatively "organized" together.
For the most part, we recorded everything track by track, and found it incredibly time consuming and laborious. Although we had initially planned to record 10 songs or so, we only finished six.

Matt had the idea, at first, of writing out lyrics to each song and including an illustration in some type of huge poster. We quickly realized there was no realistic way to do this with the resources we had (two days before our "EP release show"), and instead we decided to make the 8x11 booklets bound with twine to package the CD with. That actual idea came from Chris Bathgate, the night of our CD release show in Ann Arbor. He saved our ass.

When it came time to record the full length, we decided that the versions of those particular songs from the EP weren't everything that they could have been. They lacked the organic energy we knew we could achieve by recording mostly live. As they are some of our favorite songs, we wanted to do them justice, so we re-recorded them.

DC/Milo: -the reach of the album's themes and the dense lyrics encapsulates, what you'd said, Matt, in another interview as, your ‘entire life up until now’ (and are those pictures on the web site from old family photos?)---what was it like for you to spill all this out onto pages, and now to be able to hold it in front of you.…..can you qualify the poetic reverie of the Songbook: is it a longing for something lost (be it physical loss or just something lost in the pages of memory)...or is it a search for something ideal, a place, a way of life?
(this is all just an over-dressed question of, 'what is Orion in your mind'?)

Milia: Ok. So what is "Orion Town?" Orion Town is a coping device. Orion Town is a way I have come to organize spatially my confusion of experience and memory with Metro Detroit and its endless connections in a less crippling or overwhelming way. Orion Town is a big container in which to throw all of it and say, "Oh, I understand this, this is not so large and uncomfortably stretching and unusable—my body can contain this." I do worry sometimes, though, that the construct of Orion Town is not a large enough container for what it has ended up having to retain. Psychologically I had begun the practice of resting the entirety of my experience, the weight of my entire memory, on the crutch of this mythology—seeing everything I have ever known connected to it somehow, indiscriminately. And I don't know if this impossible system of connections—between the geography of towns, between those people you referred to in the photographs, between love and grief, between any given fixtures of memory—is something I simply fabricated or if it is something that is just achingly becoming more revealed and absorbent to me every day. Either way I'm trying to handle it healthily and not get forever lost in the Detroit-Ferndale-Royal Oak-Birmingham-Troy-Bloomfield Hills-West Bloomfield-Keego Harbor-Sylvan Lake-Pontiac-Rochester-Orion Town-northern-directional-endless-nighttime-connection of my memory. I still don't know if Orion Town will ever allow itself to abandon me or be abandoned.

DC/Milo: Finally, -what are you looking forward to, be in this month or in 2009?

Milia: We're really looking forward to going over to Europe this summer. We're starting the tour in Norway in July for the Slottsfjell festival. Hopefully we'll do another festival or two in that area then work our way down to Germany, the UK, France, and Italy.
We're releasing The Orion Songbook on vinyl in February as a double-record with a bonus EP called Way Upstate and the Crippled Summer.
Also looking forward to touring westward in the spring—I've never even been to California and I really want to see the Pacific Northwest, particularly the town of Twin Peaks.
~
Mittenfest III

Friday, December 26, 2008
Doors 5 p.m. $5. 18+
6:00-6:30 This is Deer Country
6:50-7:20 Patrick Elkins
7:40-8:10 Fields of Industry
8:30-9:00 Lightning Love
9:20-9:50 Creaky Boards
10:10-10:40 Deastro
11:00-11:30 Fred Thomas
11:50-12:20 The Pop Project
12:40-1:10 Canada
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Doors 5 p.m. $5. 18+
6:00-6:30 Interrupted Lovers
6:50-7:20 That’s Him! That’s the Guy!
7:40-8:10 Dabenport
8:30-9:00 Prussia
9:20-9:50 Carjack
10:10-10:40 Champions of Breakfast
11:00-11:30 Matt Jones & The Reconstruction
11:50-12:20 The Mighty Narwhale
12:40-1:10 Great Lakes Myth Society
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Doors 5 p.m. $5. 18+
6:00-6:30 Emily Bate
6:50-7:20 Timothy Monger
7:40-8:10 Joseph Patrick Scott

9:20-9:50 Drunken Barn Dance
10:10-10:40 Black Jake & The Carnies
11:00-11:30 Misty Lyn & The Big Beautiful
11:50-12:20 Chris Bathgate
12:40-1:10 Frontier Ruckus
A benefit for 826michigan!
Discount 3-day wristbands available for $12 at Liberty Street Robot Supply & Repair, 115 East Liberty Street, Ann Arbor.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

12 / 19 - Crofoot, Pontiac

...more season's greetings...

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happy early x-mas

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Detroit Sounds And Spirits 2008 - 12 / 19 - Magic Stick

...seasons greetings...

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(poster by - Silent Giants^)

(featuring the Handmade Holiday Shoppe...)

Interviews/feature in next week's Real Detroit

Friday, December 12, 2008

Love Is All / Crystal Stilts - Magic Stick 12-12 (tonite)















Post-punk? Spazz-punk? Pop-punk? ..Real Detroit writer Eric Allen does a fine job of scrutinizing all these worn out genre tags in a recent piece featuring Gothenberg, Sweden-based quintet Love Is All...Eventually getting down to brass-tax with: "
a dash of jarred saxophones from Ornette Coleman, a slice of sharp guitar strums from Television and a whole lot of Bjork-ish vocal comparisons..."

They play the Magic Stick tonight with Crystal Stilts.


Night Shall Eat These Girls And Boys - "Martha" (playing the Belmont 12 / 20)











Meet: Night Shall Eat These Girls And Boys...
if you haven't already...you can catch up on this experimental folk/pop collective here...

Collective is used loosely, but not negatively; it's just the formula that multi-instrumentalist Willy Skillets has found most comfortable. Far from the old Spinal Tap cliche of a revolving door band, Skillets simply utilizes whomever (and whatever) is around him at the time when inspiration hits...and that has come to mean that his circle of comrades (many of them college-age, just like him) are often coming and going on very agreeable and understanding terms. The line-up currently in place during this article may have changed by now...but the endearing fleet-footed pop structures and stirring electro/folk minimalism still remains -

evidenced by their latest song, a cover of what is potentially my favorite Tom Waits song (though that's a futile decision) of all time..., the tear-jerking, butterfly-stomach ballad, "Martha" (Currently up at their myspace)

And, here's another track...

Where Did Our Love Go? [Supremes cover] - Night shall eat these girls and boys.

They join Marco Polio and the New Vaccines at the Belmont, 12 / 20.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Alan Scheurman - Old Patterns - ...clambered thoughts and retracing inspiration
















I got another taste today…
another bitter, medicine-y taste of the cold, fast world of the internet and what kind of cynical, fatalistic shade it’s draped upon the profession (delusion?) of modern music journalism…I reminded my editor that we still needed to run a print review of the new Alan Scheurman album, Old Patterns.

“It’s kinda late at this point,” he said, dissuasively.
Late? I said…
I took a moment to qualify my then-slight outrage…because the album had only come out a week ago and that didn’t seem like much in the grand scheme of music rags. But, this record (featuring the earnest and mystic singer/songwriter-spill-outs of former Rescue front man Scheurman, combined with the producing influence of His Name Is Alive’s Warren Defever), didn’t come out in stores, it was available online. And not for sale, but for free download. Free!
The unspoken suggestion hanging between me and my editor in the stale air silence was - that everyone who would want to have it, has it…and what’s the point of paying any mind to your zealous roll-around-ramblings…

Now, I can tell myself that I’ve just been taking my time with this record…and that that’s why I’m only writing about it now…but it would only be half-true. The other side of it is that this erratic reality of music as an appreciated art form was eating away at me and keeping me from getting started by instilling a debilitating fill of second-guessing.

I’m all of a sudden filled with questions…A movie comes out and varying comments like “Oh, I don’t know about that one, I’ve heard mixed reviews” or, “I’d really like to see that, it got 4 stars from the Free Press guy…” But new music is written and released and discourse seems to flow more closely to, “Oh, have you heard this album yet? No? I’ll burn it for you, you’d love it…” Thus, your friend in the diner, or in the bar, or on the street whom you’ve just snipped a few sentences from has already given you a trustworthy review – and on top of that, he/she’s already burning you a copy and you’ll be listening to it in a matter of days…

“…but I’m living a lie…I have not decided….”
Lyrically, questions persist throughout Old Patterns…it feels appropriate to be going through such reflective doubt myself while tapping out a few thoughts while I’m listening to it…
And so, I come back to the melodramatic absolutism of the chorus in the eerie twinkle of Scheurman’s wistful opening track, “…Might as well die…” (and consider applying it to journalism the traditional idea and operation of journalism.)

...there’s questions floating in and out of each track like a ghost flows through the walls of a house, often woozily wailed out in Scheurman’s crooning, wispy nasal in a manner that, even when delivered as 3rd person narrative, seems to always be looking inward “but…I’m living a lie…I have not decided…" And if not inward, then inside others, “And I don’t think that everybody knows what really happens behind the scenes…” “When they found out who you really were…”

Remember, shock of the internet’s speed was only half the reason I’m posting this so late…the rest is that I truly have taken my time with this record - playing it for long drives home, listening to it in the middle of these somber pitch-black early winter nights, listening to it at sunrise. If you really take your time with this record...you’r able to really get cozy with it. Striking senses begin to attach to each song’s distinct fuzzy whirling –

A low roaring feedback wraps the entire record in a fog, dense at some points, but often precious…haunting but somehow comforting. The ambience is that of an empty dark house in a light-wooded area of permanent night, pulsing with echoed memories. A chill wafts in through broken windows and the sad sonorous ring of a neglected piano shunted to a corner mixes with a lonely brass blaring like a lazy wind rolling over the roof, with tightly snapped acoustic strums like the raindrops falling through a network of floorboard cracks rippling the moonlight’s reflection in the basement’s gathered puddles.

Whew…I can’t just spit that shit out after one listen,…I have to spin it through a few times…


On “Starless” a harmonica rises with a screeching guitar bleat before a warm acoustic guitar flushes in and paints a picture of a smoke-swathed sky and a burning house and Scheurman, the dreamer on the hill, looks upward, or maybe just down at his shows and sings, “Wonder why I dream, wonder why I stay awake…”

It’s ripe with this dreamy (pink-)moon-light warbling, the humble singer/songwriter expulsing biting, beautifully-phrased regrets and admonishments upon himself, his past, or the world’s weary ways…but all the while competing (or collaborating) with the churning, sometimes animalistic clamber of the feedback fog ebbing and flowing all around his words and his strumming…A very straight forward approach of guitar, bass n drum…maybe a harmonica and maybe a melancholic trumpet, galvanized in a dark and psychedelic way by the Defever-pushed distortions. This can, yes, at times, lull to an overly-meditative swooning of atmospheric sawing and feedback moans (one track is simply 2 minutes of found-sounds)…but overall it’s a mystifying listen. There’s a poignant delicacy at song’s openings and closings, an intimacy, like feeling Scheurman lean forward into the mic and lick his lips before softly singing, as though he’s careful not to sing out stronger than the acoustic guitar’s golden resonance.

But you don’t need to take my word for it…
You can listen to it right here…right now….

“Might as well die?” Well, what sacredness did music journalism ever hold to me anyhow? Let it die. It doesn’t even matter in the context of this…blog, or whatever the hell you’d call it. This is a dialogue with music…from music…

Life with music.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Jurassic Park - starring: Child Bite

Current exhibition at the MOCAD, "Broadcast,"curated by Irene Hofmann, co-organized by iCI, New York, and the Contemporary Museum, Baltimore, -highlights the artist's struggle against communications regulations and the (sometimes guerilla) manipulation of the airwaves. Joining in on the experiment (through broadcasts emitted from station 104.9 FM, local shambolic-pop quintet Child Bite will get the airwaves for 6 hours...to do whatever they want...














Guitarist Zach Norton said, "Suburban Sprawl was already planning their radio activities for the Broadcast exhibition when Ben from MOCAD asked us to do a day of our own. Daniel suggested doing some Lone Ranger episodes from old timey radio, complete with wood block horse hoof sounds and cap gun sound effects. Our appreciation for modern culture and the six hour time block we had agreed to, led us to brainstorming other shows or films we could perform. The Jurassic Park trilogy came up, and we all thought it was perfect. All of us agreeing on something is pretty rare, so it was decided pretty quickly."

With the art space open to a curious public from 12pm - 6pm, the band will perform live, in the vein of classic 30's radio theatre and serials. While Laura Dern's Child Bite doppleganger is yet to be detrmined, its confirmed that bassist Sean Clancey has called Jeff Goldblum. "The tagline for our performance would be the same as the original tagline for the movie, because our intention is to faithfully recreate the films. You know, as best as four dudes and some friends, can recreate several multimillion-dollar, feature films on a new medium in one day.

"An Adventure 65 Million Years In The Making." I think that sums it up," said Norton. "If we had to change it, maybe we'd say "A 15-year-old Adventure remade, with 2 or 3 weeks planning."

While researching for the project, the band discovered that, in fact, a fourth made-for-TV Jurassic Park film is in the works. "We're just honored to make ourselves part of the storied JP tradition..."

Saturday, Dec. 13th, 12noon - MOCAD
www.myspace.com/childbite





starring....



Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Lightning Love's November Birthday (debut CD release at the Blind Pig, 12 / 6 with Friendly Foes, Charlie Slick
















Lightning Love
November Birthday
(words: milo)


Well, it's soft and sweet and fuzzy and vulgar and blunt and biting and bittersweet…stars could be born, here!


I hate to dredge up cringe-able clichés, (momentary lack of caffeine leaves the mind reeling into comfort zones) but, Ypsi-Arbor trio Lightning Love, ahem, 'kill you softly,' with their tight, measured, aerodynamic pop songs. It's an amorphous blend of many schools: twee-pop's whimsy up-down-left-right sways without the saccharine whine; indie-pop's intimate lo-fi basement clankety construction without the acerbic ear-bending feedback or false-starts; classic 60 pop/rock (and the 90's revivalism) sans the herky-jerky hooks and aural congestion.


There's so much of what feels like familiar brews of pop, but yet, comes off feeling like something new based on the different turns it takes, particularly in delivery. It has that waltzy dream-pop mellow rock we know from Yo La Tengo ("Friends"), but even more naked, just 2 steps above the minimalism of Young Marble Giants (see "Somehow I Forgot"), or perhaps, a sweeter, much more palatable Beat Happening. ("Boys Who Are Taken"). But it's never head-over-heels, it's never glisteningly charming, as the lyrics are unapologetically raw at times; we're rapt with melodies that sway the body and words that break the heart.


Half of the songs are striking, stripped down piano-heavy affairs, bewitching ballads that bring the listener up close and over the shoulder of our angelic, slightly timorous singer, Leah Diehl, serenading out of her diary-like lyric book, ("Wait Wait") which regales blown apart scenes of late nights filled with forbidden love, ("I Think We're Alright") frustrating games ("Boys Taken"), loud boozy lechery ("Friends"), with sprinklings of existentialism (personal fav. "Everyone I Know"), with candid punch-in-the-gut poetic lyrics and sugary minimalist synthy dance tunes about peeing and puking in elevator shafts. Drummer Aaron Diehl pounds out/taps/brushes a perfectly balanced percussion while exceptional guitarist Ben Collins adds a shimmering flavor with his pic and his back-up vocals.


Nothing spills over, it's never overbearing but it never loses you. Its modest delivery makes it feel achingly genuine, and thus irresistible.





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Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Album Reviews: DEATH - The Acorn - Little Joy

(ed. - coming very soon - Lightning Love and Alan Scheurman)
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DEATH – For The Whole World To See… 4.5 / 5 Drag City


(Detroit's own lost gem of garage/punk and pop). This is the biggest EP you'll listen to all year – just ultra, humongous…flavored with both Townshend's windmill guitar theatrics and Iggy Pop's windmill-stage-dance-destructions – it struts out with a distinctly smoky 70's punk-n-grit hey-day sound, back to that beautiful and mystifying era of the trailblazing monstrosity of Stooges-sounding pre-punk dashed with tighter (and unbelievable) rhythms—herking, jerking, MC5 or Alice Cooper-like spectacles of roundhouse-kicks to the head. Born and raised in Detroit, brothers David, Bobby and Dannis Hackney formed Death in their parent's garage, 1971. This, (along with an ultra-cult-y, hard-to-find single) is there only known recording! For those of us drunk on Detroit's garage legend, this EP reveals the pages that got stuck together, the record that got lost under the dusty receiver. An epiphany – coming out sounding as good as their fellow legendary players named above with whom the recordings here find an equal – they were as DIY as you could be, then and now, both selling and giving away recordings on the streets. What hits you most is the tightness, the kind where the bass and drums lock into a beat so powerful with a perfect balance between noise shred and sweet-toned melody that you can't help but go out of your head to this music.
















The Acorn
– Glory Hope Mountain 3.5 / 5 paper bag
"Crooked Legs"


Oh, sweet, rustic campfire escapism – dreamy moonlit foliage rolling by a steadily fogging passenger-side window with the glistening lake just over the next hill – The Acorn's Glory Hope Mountain is satisfactory transporting music that's adroitly structured in often measured delivery for full snuggle-up-and-sniff-the-tea, earthy/lovelorn balladry. My quick and dirty punch, to you shelf-readers out there, would be take the rousing rhythms and swooning vocal talents of My Morning Jacket (or even newly-Starbucks-loiterers Fleet Foxes) with the resolutely nature-themed crackling neo-folk/tribal-pop of the Bowerbirds. An array of guitars, electric, acoustic, banjo, intertwine, often all at once, with warm pianos and eclectic percussion, and syrupy sunset vocals to boot.





























Little Joy
– Little Joy 3.5 / 5 rough trade
"Keep Me In Mind"


Tropicalia and Brazilian pop meets reverie both for NY-punk and classic rock n roll, which ends up ringing as very heartfelt, seeming to soundtrack dreamy eyed city-street star-crossed wanderers finding their way toward that significant other in the swooning rounds of this disco-ball-spinning gymnasium of a world we're slow-dancing through…Brazilian singer/songwriter Rodrigo Amarante joins Strokes drummer Fabrizio Moretti on a quick and modest record that aims for theatrical romanticism of both Caetano Veloso and Jonathan Richman – but gets confused with indie-punk-revivalist blandness at times. A few select tracks will be dynamite for some of your mixes! Here's to summer love (in winter.)