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Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Songs Of The Week #49

Jonny Fritz, Boards Of Canada, Sonny & The Sunsets, Susanne Sundfor, & First Communion Afterparty...


Well hello again, MP3 junkies! Welcome to Songs Of The Week #49!

For those of you who are new to the SOTW column, here's the deal: TCDroogsma has been a devoted fan of The Current's Song Of The Day podcast since its inception back in 2007. Droogsy is also kind of opinionated and has a lot of free time. As such we figured we'd put him to work reviewing the songs given away each week. 49 weeks later and he's still doing it.

As always, we strongly suggest that you follow this link and subscribe to the podcast yourself. It's free and it's fun for the whole family!

To that end, once you've given the songs a spin or two we encourage you to cast a vote for your favorite Song Of The Week in the poll to the right side of the page. The artist with the most votes receives the validation of winning an anonymous internet poll, arguably the loftiest height to which a modern musician can aspire.

So, Droogsy... thoughts?

01. Jonny Fritz – Trash Day (from the album Dad Country)




TCDroogsma:

     Back in May I reviewed Jonny Fritz's song "Goodbye Summer" for Songs Of The Week #40Admittedly, I was not a fan.  I gave that track a final score of 1.5/5, calling it, "A pretty standard country rave-up could have legs if there was a story to be told, but really, "Goodbye Summer" sounds an awful lot like a genre exercise and not much more."

     You can imagine, then, that I wasn't particularly excited about reviewing another Fritz track just two months later.  Based on "Goodbye Summer," I assumed I was in for another character sketch-type track that was heavy on details but slim on purpose.  Fortunately, I was way off the mark.
    
     Over a low-key shuffle Fritz crafts three succinct verses in "Trash Day."  In the first he laments that he forgot to take the trash out and that his woman will be upset with him.  In the second he explains that his neighbors never forget to take their trash out, they never fight, and, "I hate them."  In the third he reminds himself that tonight is the night that he needs to take the trash it.  Cleverly, he ends each verse with a refrain of "Oh my god..." delivered with varying levels of sadness, anger, & resignation.

     What Fritz does so brilliantly in "Trash Day" is sum up the exhaustion of the little things in life.  The small responsibilities that serve to cause the cracks in a person's whole life.  He smartly ends each verse with snarling guitar solos that somehow manage to capture that anger better than any lyrics ever could.  As a lament on the mundane pressures of being a regular dude in America you won't find many better songs than this one.

Final Score: 4/5

02. Boards Of Canada – Reach For The Dead (from the album Tomorrow's Harvest)




TCDroogsma:

     A few years back I dated a girl who was a big Boards Of Canada fan.  She tried desperately to get me to appreciate their first somewhat iconic album Music Has The Right To Children.  At the time I was even more pop-oriented than I am now and the sparse, glitchy album held absolutely no appeal for me.

     Well, as the years have passed it seems that Boards Of Canada and I have met somewhere in the middle.  As I mention here frequently, I've developed a much deeper appreciation for the mood & structure of instrumental music.  For their part, with "Reach For The Dead" BoC has left behind any vocals or "found sounds" and left me with a very moody, slow-burning instrumental.

     After spending a week with "Reach For The Dead," I can't help but think that, much like Marijuana Deathsquads' "Wade" a couple weeks back, it makes a lot more sense as a piece of a larger album.  Taken on its own it comes off a bit meandering.  Still, it's nearly impossible to listen to the song and not feel the sense of dread that they were no doubt aiming for.  It takes nearly two minutes of bass drum & static his before a synthesizer line finally starts to break through the mist, but as it comes closer and closer to the fore it brings with it the energy of a chase moving from suspicion to a brisk walk to a dead sprint.  I've no idea what's suppose to chasing me (or what the literal harvest of the album's title implies), but it seems terrifying.

Final Score: 3.5/5

03. Sonny & The Sunsets – Void (from the album Antenna To The Afterworld)




TCDroogsma:

     Growing up a fan of punk rock I never had much time for anything that could be considered "psychedelic."  That whole late-60's, early-70's sound, with its instrumental freakouts and acid-damaged lyrics did nothing but annoy me.  To this day I still hate The Doors.
    
     Fortunately over the last seven or eight years the retro-ideas of psychedelic rock have mated with the stripped down energy of good old punk rock.  Bands like King Khan & The Shrines & The Black Lips have managed to craft a new, exciting sound out of two genres that were pretty much running on fumes.

     Enter Sonny & The Sunsets.  Taking a cues from both Syd Barret & The Dead Milkmen, "Void" comes on with a sort of casual immediacy.  That's not a term that's easily describable, but opening a song with lines like, "When I look into your eyes... though you're trying hard to hide... you know it's a funny kind of sad joy, I see the void..."  Much like the term "casual immediacy, those opening lines are the kind of lines that make no sense yet are immediately relatable.

     Sonny & The Sunsets spend the rest of the track building on the template laid out over that first.  More passionate vocals, more fuzzed out guitar, & some hoots and hollers continue to build the song before it finally comes to brief climax of an organ solo.  On its surface it seems like none of this should work, but that was true of mixing those aforementioned genres from the very beginning.  "Void" is a great summer single that should appeal to anybody who enjoys guitar rock, hooks, and just a bit of "WTF?"

Final Score: 4/5

04. Susanne Sundfor – White Foxes (from the album The Silicon Veil)




TCDroogsma:

     "White Foxes" stands as my introduction to Susanne Sundfor and my first impression was that she sounds like Fiona Apple.  While, a bit of Google searching turned up that not only do their share a sound, but Sundfor created stir during an award acceptance speech in her native Norway claiming, "I am first and foremost an artist, not first and foremost a woman."  That's not quite, "This is all bullshit," but the sentiment is certainly there.

     "White Foxes" opens with an atmospheric low end hum before Sundfor's voice cuts through the noise, claiming clearly and aggressively, "Poses, poses... that's all you are to me.... Roses, roses, that's all you're offering me..."  Clearly, this is an artist with no time for moral victories or trivial awards.

     The song builds with piano and further impassioned vocals until Sundfor let's loose with a chorus of, "You gave me my very first gun, I'll go out and hunt, with white foxes..." With a line like that it's hard not to view the metaphorical "gun" as one of the spotlight afforded to her via one of those trivial awards, the metaphorical "hunt" a feminist demand.

     Of course, it's entirely possible that I'm missing the point and than these aren't metaphors at all, and that Sundfor has a stable of white foxes she brings with her while hunting.  Given the barely concealed anger of the song that's an intriguing concept.  Regardless, being compared to Fiona Apple is certainly a compliment and not one that I would dole out casually.  Sundfor's passion is clear as a bright, Norwegian winter morning.

Final Score: 3.5/5

05. First Communion Afterparty – Jesus Told You (from the album Earth Heat Sound)



TCDroogsma:

     My knowledge of First Communion Afterparty is not particularly extensive.  I've seen them live a couple of times and, via it's appearance as a Song Of The Day, am very familiar with the song "Twenty-Five."  When they turned up on the MPLS landscape a few years back they were met with plenty of deserving hype.
    
     As I've lamented many times before, the Twin Cities used to be awash is precious, arty, keyboard-pop bands.  Don't get me wrong, it still is, but a couple of years back their wasn't really anybody just turning up their guitars and creating a racket.  That's why FCAP was such a breath of fresh air back then.  These days, however, the pendulum has swung back towards the middle and the city is once again populated with shaggy-dog rock n roll bands.  Unfortunately for FCAP competition hasn't seemed to cause them to bring their sound up to the next level.

     "Jesus Told You" is a fine tune, make no mistake.  The shoe-gaze guitar drone & boy/girl spaced out vocals are still a unique sound in the Twin Cities.  Unlike, say, Sonny & The Sunsets up above, FCAP doesn't look to take an old sound and give it a new twist as much as they just want to embrace an old sound and bring it back.

     Not to bring up Marijuana Deathsquads again, but FCAP suffers from the same problem that's plagued that band for years: finding a way to take a sound based far more on texture, repetition, and volume than hooks and put it to tape.  Both of these bands are awfully close to cracking the code, but neither is quite their yet.  I'm certain that in a venue like 7th St. or The Turf Club "Jesus Told You" is an epic, chest-rattling tidal wave.  As an MP3 single it loses that extra oomph.

Final Score: 2.5/5

Well there you have it everybody! Another week's worth of songs downloaded, reviewed, and filed away!

As always, please keep in mind that neither Newest Industry nor our contributors are in any way affiliated with the artists above, The Current, or MPR. We're just music fans with laptops and a bit too much time on our hands.



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Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Songs Of The Week #40

Mikal Cronin, Carmen Villain, The Child Of Lov, Jonny Fritz, & VANDAAM...


Well hello again, MP3 junkies!  Welcome to Songs Of The Week #40!

For those of you who aren't totally sure what you're looking at right now, here's the deal.  TCDroogsma is an MP3 junkie.  He's also opinionated and has an incredible amount of free time on his hands.  As such, we've put him to work reviewing the tracks given away each week via The Current's Song Of The Day podcast.

TCDroogsma downloads the tracks and, after spending some time with them, writes up a review and gives the songs a score of 1-5.

As always, we strongly suggest that you follow this link and subscribe to the podcast yourself.  It's free and it's fun for the whole family!

To that end, once you've given the tracks a spin, we encourage you to vote for your favorite song in the poll on the right-hand side of the page.  The winning artist receives the validation of winning an anonymous internet poll, arguably the highest achievement any artist can aspire to.

So, Droogsy... thoughts?

 01. Mikal Cronin - Weight (from the album MCII)




TCDroogsma:

     For the first 45 seconds of "Weight" I wasn't totally on board.  "I've been starting over for a long time" is probably the most relateable line I've heard in a song this year, but given the stereotypical indie-pop guitar strumming behind it, I feared that this song was just a well-crafted pity party waiting to happen.

     But then that guitar comes in.  Oh, that guitar... suddenly, the song has legs.  Is anything on Earth as life-affirming as a fuzzed out guitar?  Cronin spends the rest of the track wrestling with dilemma's of pushing 30, but those are questions that can be answered later.  In the twilight of his youth, the power of a loud guitar and a microphone still trumps all.

Final Score: 3.5/5

02. Carmen Villain - Lifeissin (from the album Sleeper)




TCDroogsma:

     "Lifeissin" is an intriguing song, but you won't realize it until the second time you listen to it.  Why?  Because Carmen Hillestad's laments on her misdeeds sound like a morning-after discussion until the last second of the track when, with the line, "Do you believe that I'm going to hell?" the song abruptly drops off the face of the Earth.  In that last instant the song shifts dramatically from "next day hangover" conversation to "deathbed lament," retroactively adding weight "Lifeissin."

     Listening to the song a second time (with that "deathbed" as a backdrop) turns the song from average to pretty good.  Hillestad's vocals have the airy weightlessness of somebody speaking with nothing left to lose, matching the guitar strumming that does just enough to create a mood, but nowhere near enough to upstage the vocalist.  She delivers the line, "Open that guilt cage, I just want to think free..." with just enough of a hiccup in her voice to leave the listener believing that, for a last brief moment, peace has been found, and that the concern of heaven or hell is merely a secondary concern.

Final Score: 3/5

03. The Child Of Love - Heal (from the album The Child Of Lov)




TCDroogsma:

     After a quick google search to find out what exactly The Child Of Lov is all about, I find myself more confused than ever.  According to Wikipedia, he's an anonymous 25 year old musician from Amsterdam who has so far refused to release any personal information.  Intriguingly, he's slated to collaborate with DOOM & Damon Albarn (two of my all-time favorites) on his upcoming album.

     Does any of that information make me like "Heal" any more?  Not really.  Over some bouncy drums and a nicely fuzzed out bass line, The Child Of Lov does little more than a James Brown impersonation.  The lyrics traffic in cliche like, "Baby, you know I'm for real..." and a chorus of "Got to, got to heal your soul," implying that, when not listening to American R & B, The Child Of Lov has been finding meaning in Richard Ashcroft's solo albums.  There's nothing wrong with leaning on energy and charisma if you're playing live, but on record, "Heal" in very forgettable.

Final Score: 1.5/5

04. Jonny Fritz - Goodbye Summer (from the album Dad Country)



 
TCDroogsma:

     "Goodbye Summer" starts out with Jonny Fritz coming off like a kid about to go back to college, trying to put together the pieces of one last party with his high-school friends (though he plays the role of that friend you hate, asking his ride if they can stop at CVS to pick up contact solution).  From there he heads back to wherever he's suppose to be in fall (again, it sounds like college to me).

     The song takes a peculiar turn from there, telling the story of Fritz meeting up with a married woman in a hotel room.  This story of a "lover with a wedding ring" has nothing to do with the first verse of the song, though the song does eventually circle back to another party for its third verse.  Basically, there's not really any narrative to the song at all, rather just a bunch of couplets that fit the country-pop jam constructed as a backdrop.  To be honest, neither of those things appeal to me.  A pretty standard country rave-up could have legs if there was a story to be told, but really, "Goodbye Summer" sounds an awful lot like a genre exercise and not much more.

Final Score: 1.5/5

05. VANDAAM - Electron Oceans (from the EP VANDAAM)




TCDroogsma:

     I've been making jokes about how Minnesota is the Land Of 10,000 Synth-Pop bands since the day I started writing this Songs Of The Week column.  On my initial listen, I was fully prepared to put VANDAAM into that same category.  However, after spending a week with the song, it's clear that these guys are just slightly left of center compared to the other synth bands around town.  If Solid Gold & Portishead had a child and that child grew up to be a codeine-addled stripper, you'd have "Electron Oceans."

     With the refrain of, "They wanna know how I drop it so deep, they wanna know how I stay on my feet..." "Electron Oceans" would be an absolute staple of hipster strip clubs if, y'know, such a thing existed.  Just wobbly & atmospheric enough to maintain its sensuality without tumbling off the edge, VANDAAM's subtle sexuality is beautifully, unmistakably midwestern.

Final Score: 4/5

Well there you have it, everybody!  Another week's worth of songs downloaded, reviewed, and filed away!

As always, please bear in mind that neither TCDroogsma nor Newest Industry is in any way affiliated with the artists above, The Current, or MPR.  We're just music fans with laptops and a little too much time on our hands.



For more TCDroogsma, be sure to give him a follow on Twitter (@TCDroogsma).  He can also be found right here on Newest Industry hosting Flatbasset Radio, our free weekly podcast.


For more Newest Industry, be sure to give us a follow on Twitter (@NewestIndustry1) to stay up on the work being done by all of our contributors.  More importantly, we have a Facebook page here.  Trivial as it seems, stopping by and giving us a "Like" is a free & legitimate way to support the blog.