Wednesday, May 23, 2012

What's That Buz-zine sound?

I always think that I never have time/inspiration to write on this blog, but then I spend countless hours scrolling Tumblr and banging out my musical thoughts through reblogs of artist images.

So now, realizing that some of my best writing comes in the form of stream-of-consciousness rants that nobody will ever see, I've decided to update this blog (which, coincidentally, nobody will ever see) with stuff from the bands that I've been digging and writing up on Tumblr.

First up, a pair of songs from Buzzcocks and Magazine. What's the connection between these two bands?

From the pages of my Tumblr blog:

Howard Devoto left the Buzzcocks in 1977 to form Magazine, a pioneering post-punk band that, while short-lived, had immeasurable influence on the direction that music would take once all the young dudes took the safety pins out of their faces.

I still have a hard time deciding whether I like Buzzcocks or Magazine more. I know that they’re both crazy amazing bands and ranking crazy amazing bands is lame and it doesn’t matter and I should just shut up and enjoy the music because they’re wonderful.

But I can’t help it.

I enjoy ranking bands. And TV shows. And pizza chains.

(Domino’s, Pizza Hut, Little Caesar’s, by the way. Crazy bread.)

I used to be scared of Caesar, but I digress.

The only thing that I have managed to decisively declare about the two bands regards a Devoto-penned riff that made appearances in songs by both bands: Buzzcocks’ “Lipstick” and Magazine’s “Shot by Both Sides.” While “Lipstick” is a excellent, buzzing little pop song, the Magazine song has a dark complexity (not to mention, a killer solo) that tips the scales in their favor.

Advantage Magazine.
Above: A 1976 picture of the Buzzcocks, with Devoto (left).

Was I right?

Probably not.

 Decide for Yourself

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Tumblng around.

I have a couple drafts waiting for some finishing touches, as well as a slew of ideas that I've been kicking around and tossing against the wall in the creative parts of my brain. They should be up soon.

Also, I just made a tumblr. I don't know why.

For those who may wonder, I have terrible ADD combined with a serious case of perfectionism. These seemingly contrary conditions combine in the worst ways, ensuring that I never get anything done.

Also, school. A neverending queue of papers, projects, and papers always stands in my way, and when I do make progress, the last thing I want to do after nailing down a couple of papers is to write more.

Anyway, I promise new stuff will be posted shortly.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Porter Robinson: The State (with SKisM remix)

My last post was the first in a two-part series on "dubstep," a series in which I will quickly clear my creative system of its residual wub-wubs and get back to classic alternative/indie/punk and the like. Normally, I don't post songs like this, but perhaps these ubiquitous sounds, nearly unavoidable over the last three years or so (though the sound dates back long before its mainstream explosion), have subconsciously influenced me. I said last time that this post would be about the first "dubstep" song I ever liked (and one of the four or five total tracks that I like), the track that remains by far my favorite from the scene.

This post spotlights Porter Robinson's brilliant track "The State," along with its subsequent remix by SKisM, the artist I featured in the last post. I stumbled on to this guy via a Facebook posting, probably from Judge Andrew Napolitano or someone similar, about a "libertarian dubstep" artist featured in an LA Weekly article. Naturally, this intrigued me, not because I was particularly fond of dubstep, but rather the "libertarian" modifier (not to get political, but I am a diehard little-L libertarian).

As it turned out, Robinson is perhaps more anarchic/anarcho-capitalist than the simple libertarian label originally suggested, but the story itself focuses on "The State" and the more basic politics of the track. This track is a darkly aggressive indictment of typical statist government policy, fueled by Austrian School and libertarian icon Murray Rothbard's writings. The vocal samples come from a Jeff Riggenbach reading of Rothbard's magnum opus, For a New Liberty: The Libertarian Manifesto, read over rhythmic percussion and a melody that sounds more Arabic than Austrian. More reserved than much of its aggressive contemporaries, the song seems place heavy emphasis on the words, as if it were an exercise in the effective use of vocal samples, tending to be a bit on the repetitive side. Make no mistake, this is an excellent track, but if you're looking for a dub-driven adrenaline rush rather than an economics lesson, its remix counterpart may be more up your alley.

While Robinson's original version is ominous in its own right, SKisM's remix is downright horrific. In a good way. The remix ditches the agenda in favor of a pure musical assault. He saves only the most brutal parts of the vocal sample, tweaked even more than the original for maximum scare power, eschewing Austrian economics for a song that may be much more fitting in a horror movie's climax (provided that movie is set in a rave). In fact, every time I listen to this song, I can't help but think of those "horror" arcade games where players have to hold on to metal bars that "shock" them, while a skeleton/Uncle Fester/etc. "increases the voltage." See below.




Powerful wordless vocalizing in between Rothbard's writings only increases the dark feel of the Arabic melody. The high, Psycho-esque, synth notes over the drop create a scene of pure government-induced terror. By the way, this busy, dissonant drop is probably the best that I have ever heard, and it only gets better when the percussion changes up, sending the song into a sort of double time feel.

The more varied and music-driven remix is at times chilling, other times hypnotic, and sometimes even a harsh-yet-satisfying combination of the two. Both of the tracks are great in their own right. If political theory is your thing, you may be more drawn to the original; however, while the original is by no means chill, it sounds like lounge music in comparison to the brutal beat down of the remix.

And that's it. No more hip electro posts for me. Rest assured, the most danceable songs I post from here on out will all be older than I am.

Download Porter Robinson: The State (and SKisM remix)

Monday, January 9, 2012

SKisM: Down with the Kids EP

When I started this blog, I thought it would be a good outlet to share my taste in 80s and 90s alternative and indie, particularly that which was slightly left of "left of the dial." A dash of punk, a hint of shoegaze. The biggest deviation from the broad "rock" heading would be some posts expressing my love for trip-hop. That's the most electronic I'll get on this blog, I thought. I've never been a big electro fan, save for the odd 8-bit stuff, anyway.

As one might guess, I don't have a whole lot of experience with electronic music. My collections of glowsticks and synthetic drug experiences are embarrassingly small, and my knowledge of electronic subgenre taxonomy is limited. I do indeed realize that I'm putting myself forward for electro-hipster ridicule by even attempting a post on this subject, but this post (as well as my next planned post [!]) is about "dubstep." I use the quotes because a lot of people can't quite agree on what "dubstep" is exactly.

To be clear, I will be using it to define the musical chainsaw sound that can be found pulsing through pretty much every party you go to. You know, the downtempo whirrs, buzzes, and wub-wub-wubs that you hear before you hear the police sirens answering a noise complaint. (Some dubstep artists have gotten efficient, cutting out the middleman by incorporating the sirens into their songs.)

Anyway, my first journalistic foray into this strange, dimly-lit (by glowsticks) world is to cover the "Down with the Kids" EP by London-based artist SKisM, a five-track aural explosion. This album, which perhaps leans a bit more towards filthy IDM music than most, is often thoughtful and generally remains fresh, even amongst a genre built on a specific sound where each song sounds remarkably similar to the last. Well, to me, anyway.

The gem of this EP is easily the first track, "Rave Review," the title being simultaneously ironic and a play on words. The song samples large chunks from a spoken word piece by Henry Rollins (easily found on YouTube), in which the hardcore punk legend releases an intense diatribe on the moronic simplicity of bad rave music. (Get it now?) While certainly ambitious (turning a Henry Rollins rant about rave music into a rave anthem?), the execution is brilliant. Even if you don't like this kind of music, this song is definitely worth a listen, if only for a bit of a laugh at the genius that unfolds throughout the song, as the music builds on each section of the rant. Hardcore punk and electro fans alike should be able to appreciate this song for that very reason.

The rest of the album perhaps isn't quite as inventive, but it holds its own. If you're a fan of dubstep that is looking for something a bit more intelligent than those boneheaded party anthems by Skrillex and the like, there's a good chance you'll enjoy this EP. And even if you are just looking for some good drops; don't worry, the wub-wub-buzz-shoomps are all here. Like I said, I don't know much about dubstep, nor do I generally care for it at all, but I do know that this EP contains most of the handful of dubstep songs that I can actually tolerate.

Tune in next time for the "dubstep" song (and its remix) that floored me and inspired my newfound ... respect ... for the genre.

Track Listing:
  1. Rave Review
  2. Elixir
  3. Power 
  4. Rise Of The Idiots (Remix)
  5. Back Off (Remix)

Friday, December 30, 2011

Obscurity #3: Late! - "Pocketwatch" (feat. Dave Grohl!)

I had originally intended to post this album months ago – the draft file has been sitting in my posts folder for more than six months – but I never got around to writing the complete post (or downloading the complete album, for that matter). At any rate, here is something to finish the year out right.

In a sense, this album isn't actually as obscure as it sounds. In fact, this tape is the result of two studio sessions done by Dave Grohl. Yes, the "Godlike Genius" himself, part of the biggest rock band of the current generation (Foo Fighters) and the previous one (Nirvana), not to mention his countless other projects. Finding himself with a bit of downtime in between joining Nirvana and recording that album, Grohl sat down for two recording sessions in late 1990 and early 1991.

The result? Ten great songs that showcase Grohl's multi-instrument virtuosity and early knack for songwriting, in addition to foreshadowing the greatness that was to follow his abbreviated stint in Nirvana. Save for a backing vocal part on "Petrol CB," he recorded all of the vocals and instruments for the album himself, setting a precedent for the recording of the first Foo Fighters album. In fact, the album as a whole is essentially a Foo Fighters' "0" album, a muddy predecessor, the Bleach to the self-titled album's Nevermind.

The fresh-faced energy that dominated early Foos albums is easily recognizable throughout much of the record's music, though Grohl doesn't exactly come across as the stadium-filling frontman we have come to know and love. The intermittent vocal shakiness doesn't ever detract from the songs though; if anything, it only adds to the low-fi charm. "Pokey the Little Puppy" opens the album, the title a nod to the Little Golden Books classic, and the drum-driven instrumental track provides an excellent example of the Little Golden Boy's percussive ferocity that would soon power Nirvana's breakthrough album.

One of the album's standout tracks is "Throwing Needles," an uptempo rocker in the vein of such self-titled album songs as "Good Grief" or "Wattershed." Indeed, the song proves to be just as explosive as the heaviest of Foos tracks. Another Pocketwatch song utilizing a similar formula just as well is "Winnebago," which Foo Fighter fans might recognize as an early Foos B-Side. The re-recorded version ended up as the flipside to "Exhausted," as well as "This is a Call" and the US version of "Big Me."

This was not the only Pocketwatch track that Grohl redid for later albums, as the album's two acoustic tracks, "Color Pictures of a Marigold" and "Friend of a Friend" both popped up again in re-recorded versions. The former song, shortened to "Marigold," appeared on Nirvana's "Heart-Shaped Box" single just a few years later in a version recorded by Grohl and Nirvana bassist Krist Novoselic. It later received the Foo Fighters treatment, along with "Friend of a Friend," on Skin and Bones, a live acoustic album. A studio version of "Friend" also ended up on the acoustic disc of 2005 two-disc album In Your Honor.

Overall, Pocketwatch is surprisingly (or maybe not surprisingly) good. Fans of Nirvana, the Foo Fighters, or any of Grohl's projects will appreciate both the sounds and the step back in time. From the introverted acoustic numbers to the Nirvana-esque noise-freakout of "Bruce," these ten tracks are an indication of great things to come and showcase Dave Grohl before he became everyone's favorite frontman.

Tracklisting:
  1. Pokey the Little Puppy
  2. Petrol CB
  3. Friend of a Friend
  4. Throwing Needles
  5. Just Another Story About Skeeter Thompson
  6. Color Pictures of a Marigold
  7. Hell's Garden
  8. Winnebago
  9. Bruce
  10. Milk