moose and squirrel?

This week we got a nice little present from one of my favorite bands, Boris. That present came in the form of two albums, released in tandem on Tuesday.

Boris, for those of you unfamiliar, is a Japanese three-piece. They started out as a drone-y metal band and still work with that idea a lot, but they are equally adept at crossing genres like punk, post-rock, psychedelic rock, and more. Every album they’ve released, and they have 17 full-lengths at last count, has been an opportunity for experimentation and growth. No two albums sound a whole lot alike, but I can’t say there’s a bad one in the bunch. A few releases, such as 2006’s Pink, have made big waves in the critical community as well. Don’t take that as a bad thing. This is one time the critics are right on.

The new releases are named Attention Please and Heavy Rocks. The latter is also the title of a 2002 release by the band, so be aware which album you’re getting. If you’re interested in the band’s earlier sound the 2002 album is a good place to start. If you already know the group or want to see where they are now, pick up the newer one.

Heavy Rocks sounds a lot like the title implies. It’s a brutal, heavy album more along the lines of previous Boris releases. This is the sound of a band that took their name from a Melvins song title and pushed the idea forward into psychedelic punk. Here’s a track from the album to explain what I mean:

Click to play Boris – Galaxians

In stark contrast, Attention Please is a restrained album that focuses more on songwriting and textures. This is the first time female band member Wata has carried the vocals for a full record, and it creates a striking effect. It’s amazing to hear this alongside Heavy Rocks and think it’s the same band. That’s part of the beauty of Boris. Here’s the title track from the album:

Click to play Boris – Attention Please

For what it’s worth, my favorite Boris moments are the times when they play in the punk/thrash realm. As an example, here’s the track “Statement” from the 2008 album Smile:

I don’t say this kind of thing often, but that song rocks my ass off.

Even if you’re not a fan of heavier music, give Boris a listen. You may just find an album you like in their extensive catalog. Oh, and I hear their live show is something to behold. I haven’t had a chance to catch them in person but it’s high on the list.

ME and SJDK

Recently, I was graciously invited to contribute to this wonderful blog and could not have been more excited. A self-proclaimed music junkie who has failed at playing the guitar and has a voice that only a mother could love, my voice now is sharing thoughts on music that moves me and hopefully moves you as well. My taste varies and through my posts I hope to introduce you to some great new music or maybe take you on a trip down memory lane.

My recent adventure in music was much more successful than the guitar lessons and came when I was the music supervisor on the indie film NONAMES. There’s nothing more satisfying than pairing great music with a great film to complete the total package. With a small budget I was forced to find artists who were perhaps not well known, but fit the tone of the film. What you get after countless hours of scouring the internet until your ears are bleeding, is a damn good soundtrack that can be heard at www.nonamesthefilm.com.

So that’s a little bit about me. And now, on with the show….


So, what do you get when you cross Tina Turner and James Brown? The answer… Ms. Sharon Jones. Early last week I saw Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings for the first time in Madison, WI and was transformed into a dancing machine. That’s saying a lot coming from the girl who took tap lessons (kinda like the guitar lessons) for one day. However, Jones’ energy and storytelling paired with some awesome music, made it impossible to sit still and not shake what your mama gave ya. Well, there were those couple people who complained multiple times to my friend that he was blocking their view. It’s a concert, if you want to sit, buy the DVD and watch it at home!

Backed by the 8-piece Dap-Kings (including guitarist and emcee for the evening, Binky Griptite who hails from Milwaukee, WI) and 2 Dapettes, the nearly 2 hour show did not lack entertainment, fine musicianship or amazing vocals. Wearing a fringe covered mini-dress (which had the men hooting and hollering and the women hoping they look that good at 55 or wondering why they don’t look that good now), Jones created her own version of “Soul Train” when she invited a group of women on stage with her to showcase their own moves. (I didn’t make the cut) She also pulled 2 young men on stage who are probably still asking themselves what happened, after she seduced them with her vocals and sultry moves. One of the greatest songs she performed was “This Land is Your Land”, a Woody Guthrie cover from the film “Up In The Air.” You may have also heard this song featured on NPR.



Click to play Sharon Jones – This Land Is Your Land (Woody Guthrie cover)



Jones has been on the music scene since 1996, but that song gained she and the Dap-Kings more popularity since the release of the film. Some of my favorites from the Madison show include…“100 Days, 100 Nights”, “Better Things”, “I Learned the Hard Way”, and “Mama Don’t Like My Man”. However, I do have to say there was not one song I didn’t enjoy. On tour through August in a city near you, SJDK is a must see show. Their old school soul sound and look created one of the best live shows I have seen in a long time, with never a dull moment. As a matter of fact, I woke up at 4:45 the next morning with the songs replaying in my head and anybody who knows me, knows there’s not much that gets me up at that hour. Warning, if you do attend a show, wear comfortable shoes. Unless you plan on being a stick in the mud and sitting the whole time. Then bring your seat cushion.



Nonames

If It Comes Save Some For Me

After a brief “recession” of sorts in terms of new music that inspired me, I was so happy to find that Mookie grabbed me a copy of Small Sins’ Pot Calls Kettle Black (even if it is eight months old already). Small Sins is a Canadian band that mixes electro sounds with catchy hooks, and then surprises you by genre-bending at least once on an album.

Click to Enjoy Small Sins – Pot Calls Kettle Black
Click to Enjoy The Guess Who – These Eyes (Remastered)

So I immediately love Track One because I hear my favorite song from the 60’s/70’s, “These Eyes” by The Guess Who. Yeah. The more I think about it, my parents really were audiophiles to some degree. Probably their healthiest hobby. So track 1, which is also the title track, opens up with that groovy underlying beat that I would recognize anywhere. And I wonder if they know they’re using it. And I wonder if anyone else recognizes it. And I think of Chuck Klosterman.

As I’m writing this very essay, I’m listening to the song “Swim (To Reach the End) by Surfer Blood, and a key stretch of the chorus sounds like the 1985 single “Your Love” by the Outfield. The fact that I am making such a connection means I am not the intended audience for Surfer Blood, even thought I needed to be thirty-seven years old in order to recognize that such a connection exists. This is the underrated ecstasy- and the tragic paradox – of staying alive: I love getting older, because it allows me to remember things I once needed to learn. I feel like I understand music more today than I did yesterday, and yesterday I understood it more than I did two days ago. But yet, I wonder: Does this understanding only serve to signify that this part of my life is supposed to be over? Is “understanding” an emotional, unserious art missing the point entirely? Maybe. But I can’t stop, even if I should. I’ll always be interested in What The Kids Are Listening To, even as that interest becomes the sonic equivalent of looking at animals inside a zoo. I see a zebra, and I know what it is. But you know what I can’t see? How zebras look to a zebra. And that, I realize, is what matters most.

Well here’s what else Small Sins did that’s what ONLY the coolest kids are doing these days… They enlisted k-os for some vocals on their second track, “Deja-Vu.” The video is pretty cool, so I will share it with you.

Another catchy tune from the album is “Why Don’t You Believe Me?” I love it, and I see a lovable fuck-up in these lyrics, but I still don’t believe him.

Click to Enjoy Small Sins – Why Don’t You Believe Me?

Bidding You Adieu!


For three years, I’ve been sharing music with anyone reading. I’ve also shared my own personal opinions. I’ve made some people happy through the former, and angered many with the latter. Music is funny, that way. I sought relevance through music to bring light to topics. Many misinterpret writings online of mine as fueled by anger. I argue intently that it’s passion. When I have a topic in my head, I can listen to a certain song and feel a sense of clarity. The disconnect comes through the writing, as perhaps that clarity simply cannot be expressed in words.

With that said, I have one last song to share with people. It actually helps express the sort of inner peace I’ve found as of late. I’m not a religious person, at all, but it’s hard to not find the beauty in Moby’s “Stella Maris”. People know of Moby’s turn to Christianity, and the title of this track in English is translated to “Star of the Sea”, and used to represent the Virgin Mary.

I honestly don’t have many words to describe this one. It calms my nerves, and considering the events in my own personal life in just the last year or two, it also reminds me to be more calm and clear headed in darker times. While I certainly could have used that knowledge when saying and doing things I maybe should not have, I learned long ago to not regret your actions, but to make light of them and learn. Make peace with yourself, because others will, also, if they see the genuine nature within.

Thank you all for reading through my diatribes over the last three years. I do hope that music holds as much meaning for those reading as it does for me. It helps express yourself as well as force you to take a step back and view yourself critically in a positive manner. It defines who we are, and mirrors our differences physically and mentally, but also can be used to bridge those gaps that we essentially create, to begin with. Peace can be found not just within yourself through song, but can be created among people around the world with it, too.

Click to Play Moby – Stella Maris

doctor, doctor, give me the news

A couple weekends ago a good friend had a sudden medical emergency. It was one of those unexpected events with lots of blood and anxiety while the doctors tried to find and resolve the cause. She’s alright now but there were a few very scary days along the way.

I’ve been thinking a lot about it since. I keep realizing that, even though we put it through all kinds of punishment with seemingly no ill effect, the human body can be a fragile system. At the time I was also caught up in insane hours of work, and I was losing myself in high stress levels over my projects. This reminded me what’s truly important. The Man and I have a nice little agreement that pays my bills and keeps his business running, but deep down it’s a cold relationship. Your friends, the people dear to your heart, are the ones who keep you going when you need more than a paycheck. They also won’t fire you when you do stupid things. I’d have millions of pink slips by now if that was the case.

Now I’m not a touchy-feely kind of guy who openly expresses emotion. I can’t always find the right words to say what I want, which is when I fall back on music to speak for me. I’m going to do that now. Here’s a little playlist for a lady we all care tons about. Other than the subtle romantic undertones, which should be translated as platonic, friendly vibes, I hope it sums up the wry humor, intelligence, silliness, and quiet love we share in our little group of friends. I’m glad you guys are around.

Click to play Suzanne Vega – Blood Makes Noise

Click to play Fugazi – Give Me The Cure

Click to play The Beatles – Fixing A Hole

Click to play Eels – Beautiful Freak

Respect


Respect is the word I used to end my last post. So I figured I’d offer my own thoughts on the word when it comes to America and its citizens.

-Respect is an overused and underappreciated word in our society.
-Respect is using the words “may I” and “please” when asking for something.
-Respect is valuing who someone is, regardless of disagreeing with who they are.
-Respect is working towards peace. War is not respect. If anything, it’s the antithesis of the word considering our supposed “intelligence”.
-Respect is being mindful of others when undertaking your own actions.
-Respect is nothing you should demand. It should be earned.
-Respect is the golden rule.
-Respect is living up to the rules you tell others they should obey.
-Respect is keeping an open mind.
-Respect is taking care of the world around you. Be it through recycling or by working with others instead of fighting.
-Respect is seven letters. Seven little letters that mean something much larger than the size of the font on the page you’re reading.
-Respect is listening to others.
-Respect is working to be a better person. Not just for yourself, but for and towards others.
-Respect is something you will never fully understand. It is something you will learn in new ways, shapes, and forms every day. Be it through humility, perspective, or hardship.

So when you use the word “respect”, think about why you’re using it. Be conscious of your actions when using the word.

Click to Play Aretha Franklin – Respect (twoshoes edit)

Osama’s dead! Wait…..the world hasn’t changed?

So Osama bin Laden is dead. That much we’ve figured out. Here’s the problem. We have pretty much shown the world we’re not above everyone else when it came to our reaction. The fans in Philadelphia at the Mets/Phillies game started a “USA! USA!” chant. The website Philly Gameday had one of the best titles on the reaction by fans.

Phillies fans cheer the death of elderly man

Now, while I may not go into such a cynical look into the reaction, I did find it funny. And honestly? There’s a lot of truth to it. Personally, I’m torn with how to react. I am sure many out there feel the same way as I do. We, however, are in that silent majority. The dum-dums pulling the boorish chants and those already fueling conspiracy theories over the lack of a photo are getting the attention. If you’re one of those people in the latter camp? While I respect your right to openly say such things, you need to know that you’re in the minority. It’s not an effort to silence your voice. It’s a good debate to open up, and I respect that. However, I take issue with such a stance, and I am going to detail why here.

Before I go on with all of this, I do have to say that I am extremely anti-war. I watched the effects war had on my own father’s mind and witnessed firsthand the effects it had on others that he knew. Violence begets violence. It’s an endless cycle that can be stopped, even if temporarily. You see, I am not an absolutist when it comes to my pacifism. I understand that violence is ingrained in us. Greed and many other human failings will lead to such devolved behavior. Now, to my points.

First of all, it’s unfortunately an idea that has more conjecture than truth to it. The notion that the government hides behind secrecy has been around for far longer than any of us. The unexplained always leads to such rhetoric. I personally did not witness the Crusades, so does that mean it never happened? No. We use reason and logic to filter out the information we find irrelevant and make a decision on what our version of truth is. Because my father was a man that served in wartime, I unfortunately heard the stories of what he did in Vietnam. The difference between then and now is massive, but the ideas behind how the whole series of events remains the same.

In years past, the military has handled such operations in much the same way. Get in. Get out. If you had a target, you killed said target. Pictures and more are certainly taken. They were in the past. I can guarantee you that. Take the assassination of Diem in the early days of Vietnam. Floating around somewhere are pictures. Since we live in an age of instant gratification, we somehow expect to be treated to some semblance of indulgence when it comes to pictures of a dead bin Laden. It simply does not work that way. Maybe it’s our government lacking in the times when it comes to the understanding of its constituency. My thinking is that it’s an unreasonable request by a small percentage of people that will likely still have doubt when said photos are released.

To those people that want to follow the purported “logic” of those like Alex Jones, I say best of luck to you. The majority of us aren’t drinking the Kool-Aid. We understand that our government would stand to lose a lot more by lying to us all in this instance. The scrutiny that this event would receive was expected by our government. They handled it properly, and when they do decide to release photos, they will. However, it likely won’t please those ranting about the secrecy. What will happen is that we’ll then hear the incessant whining about why it “took so long” and then hear from quacks that claim to be photo-editing experts. Just watch. I know that will happen.

As for those that chose the boorish route by cheering and partying? What exactly does that accomplish? Nothing. It instantly reminded me of the celebrations we saw on TV that many people in Islamic countries had after 9/11. The similarities really don’t end there, though. The one other major similarity is that you are also in the minority when it comes to the celebrations. Most Muslims condemned the attack on our soil. Even Hezbollah – now on the US terrorism group list – condemned the atrocities committed by al Qaeda. The celebrations we saw on TV by Americans was, no doubt, simply a minority of those in our country. Most felt more a sense of relief. Others felt a sense of closure, most notably those that lost loved ones in the attacks.

So what is the right response? I would say to simply think of those that lost friends and family on 9/11, as this could have possibly re-opened the mental wounds. Be supportive of those people. Claiming superiority over others due to one man’s death is lacking the humility we should be showing. The same goes for those requesting proof. I don’t say you should buy into everything you hear, but to use some reason and have some sensitivity when it comes to the aforementioned group that are still mourning. Your actions are a disservice not only to those people, but also to the troops you so desperately want to come home and support without question. It’s a slap in the face to the hard work they’ve done to try to bring an end to what we’ve dealt with for close to ten years. The idea is a simple one – respect. Please have some.

Click to Play Gil Scott-Heron & Jamie xx – NY Is Killing Me

Hell May Not Dwell on the Dead

J Mascis of Dinosaur Jr has released his first solo studio record. The record is almost entirely acoustic and is beautifully designed. To me, it’s the album that had been kept inside since 1994’s “Feel the Pain.” It’s more raw sharing, but this time, in a bit of peace and quiet. Or if you never realized how much pain and heartache was in all those Dino albums, this one can retrospectively shine a light for you.

Several Shades of Why is a collection of ten fragile, contemplative tracks that serve as reminders of the unknown we face on all fronts in life and love.

I know my soul is battered
I know my mind is gone
I been waiting for an answer
But the question takes too long
I need guidance on the river
I need everything I’ve done
So familiar’s coming at me
Don’t wanna blow it all at once

Track five cheats and sneaks in a bit of electric guitar.

Click to Enjoy J Mascis – Is It Done

The backup vocals on this track are supplied by Ben Bridwell of Band of Horses. Other contributers to the album include Kurt Vile, Paul Jenkins, Kevin Drew, Suzanne Thorpe, Sophie Trudeau, and two other guitarists.

As for his intuitive and self-aware lyrics, he says he sometimes writes from the other person’s point of view. “People’s frustrations with me. I know why they’re frustrated with me, but there’s not much I can do about it.” I like to think the title track is a distorted, disembodied mix between a two-way conversation, an inner monologue, and the perceived inner monologue of another.

Click to Enjoy J Mascis – Several Shades of Why

yards of tunes

It’s not often I run across a new artist who boggles my mind, knocks my socks off, and makes me groove out all at the same time. This week I found one.

Tune-Yards (or more officially tUnE-yArDs) is the brainchild of one Merrill Garbus. In fact, it’s pretty much a one-woman show, with some additional help for studio work and live shows. I missed the first Tune-Yards album, Bird-Brains, back in 2009 so the new album W H O K I L L was my introduction to the group’s (?) music. I’m going to go ahead and call it a group for simplicity’s sake. That work for all of you out there? Good.

W H O K I L L is a chaotic, funky, riveting album not quite like anything I’ve heard before. I hear hints of Paul Simon in some of the beats, the indescribable funky swankness of TV On The Radio in the general feel, and even some Sonic Youth in the dissonance that ebbs and flows through the record. Still, it comes together in a way that’s compelling and unique. And very good. Here’s the second track, “Es-So.”

Click to play Tune-Yards – Es-So

First of all, I’m a huge sucker for upright bass so they had me at the first pluck. The jazzy swing feel of the track only adds to my interest. Then you’ve got a ridiculously catchy melody and pretty amazing vocal acrobatics. There’s a lot going on here and…well…I don’t know what to say except that I really dig it. Here’s another track from the album.

Click to play Tune-Yards – Killa

For those of you who like a more visual approach, here’s the video for their single “Bizness.”

Beyond that, I don’t have much to say. Check this album out. It’s definitely worth it.

This Week’s "Moron of the Day of the Week" is……


Believe it or not, it’s not some moron that thinks Obama wasn’t born in the United States! Despite the White House releasing his long form birth certificate, there are still batshit crazy people that still don’t believe him. To you people? I am glad you don’t want healthcare. Because you need to die. Soon.

Anyhow, there’s someone else even more stupid out there. And it’s the man that cried racism and then called the cops and had a man arrested – for singing “Kung Fu Fighting”.

“We were performing Kung Fu Fighting, as we do during all our sets,” he told the newspaper. “People of all races were loving it. Chinese people have never been offended by it before.”

But Ledger told The Sun an Asian man walking by with his mother hurled an expletive and made an obscene hand gesture at the performers during the Sunday afternoon performance, then took a photo with his cell phone.

“We hadn’t even seen them when we started the song. He must have phoned the police,” The Sun quoted him as saying.

The man claimed he was “subjected to racial abuse,” police told BBC News, and complained to the police the same evening.

So this jerkoff publicly makes a crude gesture and remark, and nothing happens to him. A man covering a song made famous by a black man is then arrested? To that oversensitive “man”, I also have an obscene gesture for you. It’s called a middle finger, because you’re a fucking tool. To the Hampshire Constabulary? I’m pretty sure you have better things to do. You know. Like help solve murders? Or send your people off to help with that ridiculous wedding that’s nothing more than a middle finger to poor people across the world? No. You are doing a fine job. Idiots. All of you.

Click to Play Carl Douglas – Kung Fu Fighting