Monday, February 28, 2011

Grails - Deep Politics



Over the last few years I've lost track with developments in the world of post-rock, gravitating more toward the overtly electronic, experimental, or song-based. During 2010, I took some steps toward catching up with what's been going on with artists who can reasonably be grouped in this most loosely defined of genres. One post-rock trend, and one that looks less than promising on paper but has actually produced some rather interesting music in practice, has been the cinematic "neo-classical" music typified by Deaf Center and other artists associated with the Miasmah label. When done poorly, this sound can be incredibly banal, but when done well, it can produce music of an epic scope rivalling that of post-rock legends Labradford.

Labradford were heavily influenced by Ennio Morricone, and on Deep Politics, Grails likewise display a variety of maneuvers that remind one of the work of the Italian soundtrack titan. Unlike Labradford, however, Grails don't confine their use of morriconeisms to high lonesome guitar twang (though they do use this to excellent effect), exploring as well the sweetly melodic style found in Morricone's mellower moments. What's more, they combine this with a use of piano and strings that bears the mark of the aforementioned trends in cinematic post-rock. These elements are smoothly blended together with Grails' signature style of psychedelic, riff-heavy tension-and-release. Perhaps too smoothly, as Deep Politics has a slickness to its production that threatens to push the proceedings into the realm of the melodramatically bombastic, especially near the beginning of the album. Thankfully, the band's compositional skill and sense of restraint prevent this from happening.

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Saturday, February 26, 2011

Puro Instinct - Headbangers in Ecstasy



I'm no habitual Pitchfork basher. I think it's something hipsters do to bolster their hipster cred by proving they're not hipsters. Rather than engage in such games of infinite regress (turtles all the way down and all that), I prefer to regard Pitchfork as what it is: merely one source of online opinion out of many.

That said, I think Pitchfork was way off base when it gave this album a 5.8. Headbangers in Ecstasy is one of the best indie poppish things I've heard in a while, certainly that best so far in this young year 2011. Speaking of young, let's go ahead and get it out of the way and mention that the two sisters behind Puro Instinct, Skylar and Piper Kaplan, are 16 and 23, respectively. I mean 16, yeah, wow- but in these days of easily accessible, cheap bedroom music production, 23 isn't so young (and believe me, that's a difficult sentence for an underachieving 35 year old bedroom musician/producer to write). Indeed, vocalist Piper has no small amount of experience under her belt, but Skylar is no slouch herself on guitar, her melodic strumming providing the foundation for Puro Instinct's catchy tunes. When the band were known as Pearl Harbor, they played music that could best be described as shoegaze indie pop. Having expanded into a full band with a more enveloping sound, they've wisely chosen to move in the direction of a more ethereal dreampop sound. And as Headbangers in Ecstasy moves along, it becomes ever more ethereal, culminating in the awesome "Luv Goon", which sounds like Lush playing a Fleetwood Mac song, but way better. I highly recommend that you check out this excellent album. These kids deserve your support.

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Saturday, January 29, 2011

Konntinent - Down With Candy



To the best of my knowledge, Antony Harrison (Konntinent) is something of a player in the ambient/drone/neo-kosmische scene, but unlike so many others, he hasn't released a slew of cassettes and/or  cdrs. Instead, Harrison seems to prefer to put some thought into his recordings, which has certainly paid off on past releases like last year's excellent Arev Benn, where the synthscapes have the feel of real compositions, rather than the mere elaborations on simple ideas that fill the releases by so many in the indie neo-new age crowd. Konntinent's latest release, Down With Candy, is culled from two different live sessions, and shows that Harrison's compositional sense remains intact even when he's making music on-the-fly. There's more of an emphasis here than on past releases on rhythm and space. But the rhythms are offset by an imaginative use of delay that gives them a lurching quality, particularly on "Red Lion", whose subtle interplay between repetition and shifting tones reminds me of Vladislav Delay circa The Four Quarters. Indeed there's much here that recalls the shifting aural spaces of early-00s dubtronica, or the improvised rhythms of The Moritz von Oswald Trio, but wedded to the more texturally minimalistic and melodic sensibility of Oneohtrix Point Never. Konntinent is certainly worthy of being mentioned in the same sentence as other contemporary kosmische explorers like OPN, Emeralds, Stellar Om Source, Dylan Ettinger, and Rene Hell, and hopefully his distinctive sound will bring him the recognition he deserves.

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Coming Soon: Music Reviews!

Music reviews? Why not? In another life I was being courted by a couple of well-known online music periodicals, based on my Amazon reviews. Then a head injury threw my brain for a loop. Well, enough with the excuses and the chest thumping. If anyone actually reads this before I start posting them, the first review or reviews should be up soon...

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

My Top 50 Albums of 2010

01 Shackleton - Fabric 55
02 Beach House - Teen Dream
03 The Toy Library - Haunted Woodland Volume One
04 Demdike Stare - Forest of Evil/Liberation Through Hearing/Voices of Dust
05 Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti - Before Today
06 Oneohtrix Point Never - Returnal
07 Pantha Du Prince - Black Noise
08 ▲-W∆Y✝IE  :  oOoOO - oOoOO / Balam Acab - See Birds / †‡† - †‡†
09 Autechre - Oversteps / Move of Ten
10 The Radio Dept. - Clinging to a Scheme
11 Mount Kimbie – Crooks & Lovers
12 Forest Swords - Dagger Paths
13 Moritz von Oswald Trio - Live in New York
14 Graham Lambkin & Jason Lescalleet - Air Supply
15 Actress - Splazsh
16 Marcus Fjellström - Schattenspieler
17 Deerhunter - Halcyon Digest
18 These New Puritans - Hidden
19 Joanna Newsom - Have One on Me
20 Moon Wiring Club - A Spare Tabby at the Cat's Wedding
21 Natural Snow Buildings - The Centauri Agent
22 Anworth Kirk & Demdike Stare - Samhain Slant Azimuth Volume 1
23 Take – Only Mountain
24 Gonjasufi - A Sufi and a Killer
25 ANBB - Mimikry
26 Dem Hunger - Caveman Smack
27 Liars - Sisterworld
28 Greie Gut Fraktion - Baustelle
29 Warpaint - The Fool
30 Deepchord Presents Echospace - Liumin
31 Ajilvsga - The Origin of the Chaul
32 The Fun Years - God Was Like, No
33 Grimes - Halfaxa
34 Solo Andata - Ritual
35 Relmic Statute - Morning Tapes
36 Dawnbringer - Nucleus
37 Balaclavas – Roman Holiday
38 Scuba - Triangulation
39 The Soundcarriers - Celeste
40 The Soft Moon - The Soft Moon
41 Agalloch – Marrow of the Spirit
42 Caribou - Swim
43 Grinderman - 2
44 Hum of the Druid - Norse Fumigation
45 David Maranha - Antarctica
46 Lindstrøm & Christabelle - Real Life Is No Cool
47 Anworth Kirk - Anworth Kirk
48 Spheruleus - Frozen Quarters
49 Sleigh Bells - Treats
50 Mark Van Hoen - Where Is the Truth

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Cheap Thrill

Ok, I think I've figured out a way to get the party started, while at the same time finding out if I'm registering so much as a blip on the Google radar. I'm going to jump headlong into an obscure and absurd controversy (or series of controversies). Perhaps the shitstorm that is sure to follow what I am about to write will serve as sufficient motivation for me to get this blog firing on all cylinders. You see, I've long had the habit of coming up with clever and or funny names for things that do not exist - bands, movies, novels, etc.- and then deciding what these things are like, based on the associations these names conjure up in my head. So when I thought up the name 'Dimestore Blank', I knew I had to start blogging. I imagined it as a combination of Bukowski by way of Jim Goad self-conscious tastelessness, quasi-Boing Boing-ish retro futurism/actual futurism/pop culture oddities, and art and music journalism emphasizing the zone where fringe weirdness and high culture of a literary/philosophical bent intersect.

Since that obviously hasn't happened, I'm going to take the low road and instead engage in some heavy duty troll-baiting. The following will make little sense until the fireworks begin:


<*><*>+-+-+-+<*><*>  AGENT 666 BEGIN COMMUNICATION:

The preceding message was a disposable rhetorical exterior for the following communique from Admiral Wolfspider, Grand Navigator and Sublime Imperial Pontiff of the Hermetic Inner Order of the Perpetually Concealed Conspiracy:

Attention Sleeper Agent FRANZ DE BYL, that's FRANZ DE BYL of Nurse With Wound List fame. The Eagle has landed. The silver shadow has fallen across the Ouroboric Triangle of Babylon. The Eye has opened:

cirrus 
socrates 
particle 
decibel
hurricane 
dolphin 
tulip

The above sequence of words now having activated your awareness, an awareness whose nascent, premature breakthrough (manifested as your confused awareness of the conspiracy in which you are enmeshed) has forced this early and open revelation of The Truth:

You, sir, are an android. You are the product of the engineers and artificial intelligence researchers at Bol-Schmitt Laboratories in Fallstown, Ohio. We implanted the memories into your hard drive of a decades-long music career, when in reality, you rolled off the assembly line a few months ago. During the attachment of your biomesh simu-flesh exterior, a grievous error was made by a DOCTOR WITH SCALPEL, who damaged some of your patented Bol-Schmitt Qualia-Quick artificial nerve fibers, causing a severe overload in the pain-simulation center of your CPU. Consequently, this traumatic experience has caused you to displace the output of your stochastic-protective simualted anxiety output onto NURSE WITH WOUND, rather than the DOCTOR WITH SCALPEL responsible for the mishap. I can assure you that the quack in question has been fired from Bol-Schmitt Industries Inc., stripped of his medical license, and forever shut out of advancement into all but the most exterior exoteric courts of the Outer Order of the Perpetually Concealed Conspiracy. With this data now permanently inscribed to your most fundamental operational memory drive, Unit Franz de Byl, the following sleeper sequence will return you to your previous state, minus your previous, erroneous idea that the illustrious Nurse With Wound had any part to play in this our ancient, intergalactic, and interdimensional Conspiracy.

lotus
walrus
sandstorm
lumen
wave
heraclitus
stratus

Franz de Byl, Franz de Byl, you are human, Franz de Byl

AGENT 666 END COMMUNICATION  <*><*>+-+-+-+<*><*>