Monday, August 30, 2010

Robots





In my opinion, all post-punk/new wave revivalists should sound like this. Why James Murphy can't make a song this fun, groovin', and ominous I have no idea. New Order was somehow capable of incorporating a high amount of organic depth and spirit into a pretty robotic genre without being morose or whiney. I feel like that's what many of today's late-70s inspired artists are missing. This is close though.

1000 Umbrellas





This just takes me back to my days playing cello for the Freedom High School Theater Company. Can't you just picture a charismatic male lead throwing himself all over the stage while the cast, complete with prop-umbrellas, does some cool choreographed shit? I usually don't enjoy musical theater or things that resemble it, but somehow this song's complete lack of subtlety doesn't bother me. I have yet to figure out why. Maybe its because there's a hint of sincerity behind the theatricality of it all.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Revolutionary Generation




This track's bass line is somehow as manic as it is repetitive. It's also terrifying.

Man, I wish a had a reason to wear a blazer.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Inspiring Enthusiasm

I read on the back cover of a book today that it exhibited "inspiring enthusiasm". This is what our generation needs more of. It's certainly worked on me before. Get to it guys.

Being an Enthusiast

About a year ago I had a conversation with my friend Chris, who I always talk to about my opinions. I had a problem: I liked too much stuff. I had entered the aesthetic world really through progressive rock, a genre of music that exists almost exclusively to be high brow, to be complicated, to be an effort to listen to. This was my base. Any music, and any art in general, that did not fit these criteria, was bad. As simple as that. I later entered other musical worlds by translating these opinions to fit the common elements of those genres: I liked Bob Dylan because his lyrics were confusing and his songs were long, I liked Nas because his lyrics were nuanced and his rapping was intricate, I liked the Incredible String Band because its songs were purposefully grating and out of tune etc. This policy, however, had only gotten me so far. I reached to limits of my rationalization. I was liking more music than I could find I reason for. I can really like anything, I complained. I worried that I had lost my critical faculties all together. I could find something I liked in almost any song.

I've realized now that I was making a very elemental mistake. I had assumed that being a enthusiast means to hate things, to declare things as low, boring, and worthless, when it really means the opposite. Enthusiasts are enthusiastic about things. I love music. There's no question about it. It's hard to realize in this culture of Top 100 lists and critical pannings, but most music is good music. I don't have to hate music to be a music critic. You probably have to love it.

For example, some weeks ago I posted a link to a song called "Any Girl" by Lloyd Banks. This song is not a song of the year, you could easily hear it on the radio and not even think twice. That said, I LOVE this song. I love the bass, I love the synth line, I love the twang, I love Lloyd's singing, I love the loud-quiet-loud aesthetic, and I especially love Lloyd Banks' first verse. Now, liking songs from the "halls of banality" is not a new thing and I realize that. Every person with opinions has their guilty pleasures. But this is where I have a problem. Fuck guilty pleasures. Calling something a guilty pleasure is basically another way of refusing to accept it on its own terms. Its an insult to everyone involved in creating the music. Pleasure is pleasure. If you have to hang up your critical faculties in order to rationalize something you like, maybe you should consider changing the way you evaluate art.

That said, I have vaguely the same music tastes as any music nerd. Any strong opinions I have are minute and specific enough that most people would not notice the differences. But I heavily support giving everything the benefit of the doubt, and not just for novelty's sake. More importantly, I'm not going to assume something has no quality just because I don't like it. It may not have as much to love as things I respect more highly, but that doesn't mean its worthless. Being a lover of something is much more about exploration then it is about possession. If the key were to make a list of the best of 100 of everything and stop there because everything else is below us, we probably wouldn't listen to music anymore. It would be pretty boring.



Monday, August 23, 2010

Vest


Never wear a vest with a t-shirt, even if you are a werewolf and back-flipping off of a Corvette, but especially if you're balding and have a ponytail.