Friday, August 12, 2005

Music

Arcade Fire: Funeral
I can't stop listening to it. Really. Every time I finish listening to it, I'm like "I'll put on something else now" (see below) and I'll get 75% through that disc and put the Arcade Fire back on. The disc, front to back, is unbelievable. I've described it to others as "Interpol" doing "Talking Heads" covers. But I'm not sure that's entirely accurate, but it gets you sort of close (assuming you know who Interpol and the Talking Heads are). Anyway. They really only sound like the Talking Heads (a popular, though not entirely accurate, point of comparison) because of the lead-singer's lyrical phrasing which can be similar to David Byrne. But man, these guys heap on the instruments, something like 10 or 11 different instruments were used in the recording of this album, and on some songs it sounds like every one made the cut. Anyway, phenomenal album.

Th' Legendary Shack Shakers: Cockadoodledon't
Scott H. Biram: Dirty Ol' One Man Band
Both of these albums sound like hellfire and brimstone brought to you from a rusted-out Ford pick-up careening down a back-country dirt road spewing beer cans and buckshot. I've actually had the pleasure of witnessing the Shack Shakers in concert twice and these dudes just don't stop. The lead singer is a hella fine harmonica player and the guitarist can just flat-out rip. To call these preachers "country" though would be to give modern country too much credit. Likewise, Biram's songs take on a life of their own. Give the guy credit, for not really being a strong lyricist or even a particularly deft songwriter the songs manage to compel you to listen to them and laugh and raise hell. Rooted in southern blues, his songs are foot stomping sendups to John Lee Hooker, Lynard Skynard and Gospel music all at once. Never have I heard such profane music so soul-inspiring.

Le Tigre: This Island
Electrelane: Axes
I recently went to this concert in Chicago. As a bit of a disclaimer, I'll add that my cousin is in Le Tigre. But, nonetheless, I had picked up their album a few months ago and I have been amazed. There's no easy way to describe it other than electro-feminist-dance-punk. In a live setting they are a sight to behold; despite the band's complaints about the crowd in Chicago the night I saw them. Firstly, the fact that any of them actually play an instrument seems to be besides the point; in fact, many of the songs ran entirely from tape and the three girls just sang over top of it. But, while that may sound like a cheap way out, it leaves them free to use the music as a rally cry to inspire the multitudes. Throughout the night the band encouraged and challenged the audience (mostly female, mostly gay/lesbian) to stand up for their rights, to be proud of themselves, to resist oppression in all its forms, to speak out against George W. Bush, and to dance (almost in that order). This band has it figured out; by that I mean, they have managed to take very serious messages and convey them in a very serious way without sounding preachy or mean-spirited and without lyrical clumsiness of their contemporaries.
Electrelane, on the other hand, was there for one reason: to bring the rock. Holy cow, I have never heard four girls sound so huge. They came out and about knocked the audience out of their shoes from the first chord. The music is mostly instrumental, but when the keyboardist/part-time-second-guitartist sings, her voice is almost angelic. They have perfected the fast-faster-slow-fast-faster song structure and use it on almost every song. But, oddly, it never gets old. They use the song structure to create soundscapes and grooves that hit you in the gut (literally, if you were to see them live! the bass and drums are HUGE).

Oh, I'd remiss if I didn't mention these as well because they are damn cool:
Buddy Rich: Best of the Pacific Years - even if you don't like jazz Buddy will blow your socks off.
Jamie Cullum: Twentysomething - described as a male Norah Jones, I think this is true only in that he will be responsible for resurrecting the "male crooner" from the dead grip of Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra and will take the baton from Tony Bennett.

Anyway. Just a few bands that are pretty cool.