5:52 PM
One little revelation I had about Lamb today was noticing in the
liner notes that Lou Rhodes thanks some kind of Buddhist or maybe
Zen Buddhist spiritual leader. So I started listening to the lyrics
with more of a zen mind (ha).
Along that line, look at this one line that comes up a lot in
one song:
all I want is here
Traditional Japanese haiku are written all in one line - without
line breaks, as in most English translations of Japanese haiku.
The Japanese reader is accustomed to figuring out where the "breaks"
are - which, in effect, tells them how to parse the grammar of
the sentence.
It wasn't until writing this lyric out that I realized I wasn't sure
where it broke. Is everything that Lou wants in fact there already?
Is the only thing she wants "here," as in indicating the surroundings?
Has everything she wants arrived somehow?
(I don't know. And maybe I don't care to.)
The official site at cottonwool.com
has some really interesting-sounding live video/audio of Lamb with
the New Cool Collective big band (or maybe those are improper adjectives -
can't tell because there's no capitalization). Interesting, because
there are apparently more live things going on, and the music sounds
correspondingly less intricate. It's hard to tell for sure though,
because the sound quality is so poor that I can't hear the low end
at all and the fine details (like drum programming) are greatly
obscured. It's nice to see the DJ so into the rhythm, despite
(in my opinion) needing his body to be less involved in the music.
5:46 PM
And the referrals from google.com keep coming! Has someone been
typing "scorpions lyrics" into my page where I can't see it?
Scorpions lyrics, Scorpions lyrics, Scorpions lyrics.
There. That ought to help.
3:10 PM
Yes, I definitely like it much more now. I wonder if my friendly
neighborhood record store has their first...
1:15 PM
I feel warmer today toward Lamb's Fear of Fours than I have
yet. I also turned it up really fucking loud. Coincidence?
12:48 PM
Mojave 3's new album, Excuses for Travellers, released in May
in the UK, will get a domestic release - Sept 5 in the US.
3:32 AM
I must reinforce any praise I gave earlier. Echoing Mike -
Stuart Dempster's Underground Overlays from the Cistern Chapel
is a holy piece of minimalism you need. This has got to be
the purest piece of music I own - pure sounds. Yes, yes, music's all
pure sounds, but it's all also got all kinds of extra organization
and signification to it; this drops those down to almost nothing, just
basic harmonics (OK, bit of dissonance from the echoes) and barely-existent
time. Any of the things I could parallel to it are too something or
other - Steve Reich is too rhythmically and timbrally complicated,
Fripp and Eno is too noodly, solo Fripp too shriekingly dissonant.
The closest is my CD of Hildegard von Bingen chants, performed by
Anonymous 4 - but as their name suggests, they are only 4, and
even the echoey production can't bring them close to the huge
space suggested by Cistern Chapel.
Records like this, incidentally, are probably why my roommate
looked so funny at the Eminem.
3:15 AM
Dammit, I'm going to be broker than broke if motion keeps writing
such great reviews of stuff like Jazzactuel, a
three-disc compilation of free jazz rarities and standouts and such.
Which coincidentally was also written up in the nifty Tangents,
which I don't follow nearly as much as I should (I think it's
the formatting...).
3:08 AM
Does this mean Roger Waters will quit his bitching? Because we know
that's what this is really all about.
2:48 AM
Oh, and an interesting note: new roommate, but this is the first thing
I've played since the last Marilyn Manson that's provoked my roommate
to come into my room and wonder at the popular music I was playing.
But he listens to bands with "Nine" in their names, so.
2:31 AM
I finally got around to listening to The Marshall Mathers LP
tonight. First impressions:
As an album it seems kind of weak. Which is funny since in one
cut Eminem berates pop artists who sell expensive, shitty CDs.
There are some standout cuts but also some monotonous gangster
rap stereotypes; I think, as Greg has noted at NYLPM, that Eminem
is at his best when he's farther from the rap mainstream - my
favorites are the most hyper cuts, with the vocals at their
jerkiest, most stuttered.
I find "Stan" much more disturbing than "Kim"; I find this disturbing
in and of itself. I'm listening to an MP3ed copy - is "Kim" supposed
to sound like it was recorded in a closet? It seems that it loses
a lot of its potential effectiveness that way; much of the "offensive"
material on the disc is highly cartoonish, caricatured, and I think
that it relies on that cartoonish delivery to be offensive at all -
otherwise it just sounds sophomoric and tedious.
July 16, 2000
6:18 PM
You know how people will tend to act more "naturally" in private,
in ways they might otherwise keep in check if they think they have
an outside audience? This happens, among other places, on mailing
lists. See this
orchestra list archive which appears to be mostly composed of
small-fry academic composers and music professors. Near the beginning
someone asks an innocent question about the last "serious" American
composer to be honored on a postage stamp. The typical online hilarity
ensues - debate over the divide between "serious" and "popular,"
America's place in the western musical tradition, the tripe turned
out by academic composers, and so on. I found it most interesting that
even here, where there were people at least sensitive enough to
point out that limiting the discussion to "serious" composers by
excluding those who'd worked with more popular idioms (say, Gershwin
and jazz) was... well, limiting - even here, people seemed to still
cling to that distinction, even the ones reminding people that it's
often a fallacious distinction. Twice one poster pointed out that
Duke Ellington surely qualifies, both as a "serious" composer and
as someone who's been on a stamp. Jazz is more and more being
staked out by academics and intellectual types as a serious music
it's OK to like, but I still am tempted to start there, listing
the scores of "serious" things that deserve consideration, and
are probably far more interesting and beautiful than John fucking
Corgliano. And I don't intend to stop there, either.
So. The academics think "serious" music's dried up, too, and they
don't know what the fuck to do about it. How about listening
to some "popular" music?
Sorry for rambling.
5:47 PM
Archives
to a John Cage mailing list, coincidentally hosted by Stuart Dempster's
record label.
2:01 PM
Every time I listen to Monk, the melody to "'Round Midnight" gets
stuck in my head - doesn't matter what tune he's actually playing.
So once the other day rather than actually listening to what I was
listening to, I started thinking about melodies: what makes a melody
a melody? That's a complicated question, and I'm inclined to say
that most anything can be a melody (I'm not going to be stuck in
the mud and say, oh, "it has to be hummable," or something like that).
So maybe something easier to think about is, what makes a melody
different from another one? "The notes," is what first comes to
mind. Maybe I'm more stuck on that than others, I don't know, but
I was rather pleased to think that the length of the notes matters
a lot too - maybe just as much, not sure. Whenever I hum "'Round
Midnight" to myself, some notes (the ones from the best-known
performances, you know, that sort of preserve the "original"
melody) stay longer than other ones, no matter what I do; if
they're not long enough, it's not the same melody any more. Even
if the notes are the same. Which is why (duh) people often refer
to a melody as a "contour" or a "line" - if I stay on notes for
different lengths of time, at the same tempo, the lines (implied
by the relative pitches of the notes and their durations) are
different.
1:49 PM
Ugh. Not much to say, except that I am still, still working on a
piece. And trying to fend off the inevitable: as soon as I pay
off my credit card, it will be
mine (oh yes... it will be mine).
So, this is some of what I've been listening to for the past few
days.
- Bedhead - Beheaded. Still getting used to this one - not
that there's much to get used to, I just am having trouble
telling it apart from their other albums.
- Erik Satie - Piano Works, Vol. 1. Recently I've been thinking
that part of my current problem with classical music will be
alleviated if I just get some more 20th century music, in particular
stuff from le Six - who held Satie as a sort of mentor.
- American Analog Set - The Golden Band. Research for essay.
- Rachel's - The Sea and the Bells. Last night I got the
impression that the first track's "rock" influence is far, far
more pervasive than the rest of the album, which makes for kind
of deceptive listening.
- Masada - Live in Jerusalem (disc 2). Some days I just want
to go out and buy John Zorn's whole discography. Well, every day.
2:13 AM
Beethoven's
Heiligenstadt testament.
July 14, 2000
10:51 PM
Blixa Bargeld
interview.
10:23 PM
I didn't say anything about why I find that new Godard boxed
set so exciting. Take a look at this, from the motion review:
Rosenblaum writes "As 'unwatchable', and as 'unlistenable' in many
respects as Finnegan's Wake is 'unreadable', Histoire(s) Du Cinéma
remains difficult if one insists on reading it as a linear argument
rather than as densely textured poetry". And that's exactly what we
hear across these discs: densely textured poetry. That it takes
someone who's nominally a film director to create an aural piece most
'proper' composers couldn't dream of isn't so much an indictment of
the state of musical composition, as a direct pointer to the future of
sound art and the cross-disciplinary skills its future makers will
require.
Besides the fact that I'm just interested in things like this in their
own right, it's the literary comparison that does it for me. I haven't
read either of Joyce's two most (often picked to be) "difficult" works,
Ulysses and Finnegans Wake, but some of my favorite fiction
has been lumped in with them, for their breadth, depth, and yes,
"unreadability." So, I'm always idly wondering how comparisons can
be made between this kind of literature, and music of a similar nature.
When looking for things to parallel to, say, Gravity's Rainbow,
I always come up short. Music, though it often has complexities
- in rhythm, melody, harmony, structures, etc. - that might engender
such comparisons through their relative "difficulty" (or whatever),
just isn't done on as large a scale as literature. Perhaps because
we expect to be able to listen to a piece of music all at once,
without breaks. Whereas I can stop reading for a day or a month and
starting to read again seems natural. Thus one reason I'm interested
in the Godard set is its obvious scope - five discs long, Bach,
Jarrett, Redding, text, found sounds... it's a musical work more
like, say, my life a listener.
9:00 PM
My little "review" of a song from Monk's Straight, No Chaser
is up at nylpm.
8:00 PM
I was pleased to find today that Einstürzende Neubauten's latest
album, Silence is Sexy, has in fact been released in the US,
contrary to the information I previously found that said it would
be a European release only. A copy of it is now residing in my CD
player, waiting to be played. But I'm also listening to Thelonious
Monk's Straight, No Chaser, so Blixa and friends just have to
wait. I'm transfixed at the moment by "Japanese Folk Song [Kojo No
Tsuki]".
7:57 PM
Note to self: Debussy string quartet in G minor, Op. 10. Hogland? Haugland?
etc.
3:25 PM
More on that Godard boxed set at the ECM website.
Looks like it's only available in the US through Barnes and Noble - 150 bucks!
12:58 PM
running and passing, passing and running...
3:47 AM
The worst thing about my provider having caching problems is that
I miss Fred's
witte repartee. Actually, I've heard a few tracks, and they
were... eh. However, this has nothing to do with it being underground
or not or groundbreaking or not. So there.
You should see High Fidelity, Tom,
because it's a good movie. What better reason could there be?
1:10 AM
I had a great show tonight! A guy I'd never met before came in to
the studio and asked if he could get on the air and freestyle. So
I found him some Roots instrumentals (nothing fancy, but it did
the trick) and he went at it. Don't ever let anyone tell you rhyming
is no skill. Especially if they've never seen it done first-hand.
Also, heard a cool new record by Senor Coconut, all salsa-flavored
covers of Kraftwerk songs. Still looking for a good review online.
1:08 AM
Perceptive rant
on John Zorn - yes, his discography is voluminous, and yes, that does
make it hard to figure out what to buy.
July 10, 2000
9:56 PM
Tim mentions prog metal as one of the genres not covered by NYLPM's
tastes, or more accurately, by its contributors' tastes.
So close, yet so far - I am in fact the owner of some prog metal.
Unfortunately I do not like it. During my phase of growing interest
in "progressive rock" (that really being a pretty fixed style of
music, don't let the "progressive" fool you) 2-3 years ago, I
acquired two Dream Theater albums, on the basis of rave reviews, and
a vague memory of liking "Pull Me Under" a lot when it got radio
airplay way back when. This is the kind of music that gave progressive
rock (and metal, come to think of it - two birds with one stone)
a bad name - showy musicianship, all technical ability and nothing
else really to speak of, except for the tepid compositions and
pseudo-deep lyrics.
This, along with some other assorted purchases (of, say, Marillion,
ELP, and Genesis albums), helped to convince me to distrust fans
who inhabit genres, rather than just liking music. Prick a stereotypical
progressive rock fan (say from rec.music.progressive), and you will
find someone who likes long songs, odd time signatures, and
wankery, and who tends to justify their appreciation of any other
music by how "prog" it is. But don't think, from the broad strokes
that I use here, that this is intrinsic to fans of progressive rock -
you could say similar things about punk fans, indie rock fans, jazz
fans, techno fans, and so on. (Side note: perhaps not techno fans,
but I felt I had to throw something in there - beginning to feel
uncomfortably painted into a corner, listing lots of genres that
I personally like music in... perhaps Mike or Tom can say more
about the obvious authenticity-talk that goes on in these genres,
and how it's absent or present in others... it seems to me at the
moment that the reason I'm having trouble listing others is that
the more pop they get, the less they care about genre boundaries.)
But, back to prog metal, for the moment. At the very least, one
can pin King Crimson as one of the early influences that led to
lots of prog metal bands, their second incarnation's albums
being especially metallic. Most worth owning, in my opinion,
are that band's first and last - Larks' Tongues in Aspic
and Red - as well as the live album from that period,
The Night Watch. The players here are virtuosos, but
often don't seem like it, preferring not to fill the songs
with pointless noodling. The music ranges from delicate
chamber-rock (sort of what you expect to happen when you combine
a violinist with a guitarist who like Bach and Bartok, and a
classically-trained rock drummer who wants to play jazz) to
ominous, forboding crunching (minimalism rearing its repetitive
head in yet another area of popular music). Buy these and love
them. Then you can say, almost, that you like prog metal. :)
9:50 PM
Ha, I've been walking around for a week thinking of things I could
blog that let me use the word
"prelapsarian".
1:46 AM
Dammit, my provider uses an upstream proxy to cache web access, and it's
gone funny this weekend, not telling my about all my favorite blogs'
updates. But I happened across them via the archived versions, in
particular, Tom's
comment about Addicted to Noise. Yes, I used to read ATN, before
I realized how limited their musical tastes were. Not much else to
say, though - they weren't really that great.
1:14 AM
"[There was] no sense of alliance or cooperation in a musical movement
between the chief players. In 1972-74, for example, no
self-respecting member of King Crimson would have been seen dead in a
musical movement that contained Genesis."
--Bill Bruford, quoted in Ed Macan's Rocking the Classics
July 9, 2000
4:06 PM
Exchange on rec.music.classical:
> Along the same lines, is it true the fastest piano piece of a
> major composer is the fourth movement of Chopin's second sonata?
One piece which comes to mind is the first movement of Schumann's Second
Piano Sonata. The initial tempo indication is "So rasch wie möglich" (as
fast as possible). Later on it's marked "schneller" (faster) and "noch
schneller" (still faster). Thus, by definition the last page or so is
too fast to play.
?
Two things I, um, accidentally got at the Exclusive Company while
in Madison this weekend: the Dave Holland Quintet's Prime Directive,
and Miles Davis' Filles de Kilimanjaro.
On my first listen to the Holland I was slightly apprehensive, as it
sounds very "contemporary." I'm not completely clear how far back the
roots of the sort of sound I'm thinking of go, but it's been prominent
in mainstream jazz since probably the late 60s and 70s. If you pick up
many recent jazz releases, if they're not relentlessly backwards-looking,
they probably have this kind of sound - little reliance on the blues,
on traditional jazz harmonics, but also in the pocket, not really free
or out there in any way. Well - this is very nebulous, since I don't
really know what I'm talking about, but bear with me. Anyway, my
point is that often I hear things with this sound and they're sort
of dead, a lot of the inventiveness and spark of great jazz squeezed
out of them. Which is why I was apprehensive.
I needn't have been, though, because this is good stuff. As Holland
intended, the group has a distinctive sound - double bass, saxes, trombone,
vibes, drums. So far the compositions all seem respectable, at the very
least (with my limited background, I can definitely detect the influence
of Miles' 60s quintet music on the compositional style). They are
gently melodic, "easy on the ears" you might say, but the main focus
is rhythm (in a bassist's band? gosh you say). The horn lines move
around a lot, weaving between one another, and both often play long
stretches of melody together - sometimes solos as well? - over the
rhythm section. Add their turns together with the great rhythm section,
and you get very abstract, mathematical music. Still interesting,
though, lest those adjectives scare you off. One of tracks - haven't
figured out which name yet - is especially astounding, Billy Kilson
sounding as if he's been replaced by a drum-n-bass programmer.
The people in this band span ages from 20s to 50s; I don't know yet
but I bet the drummer is in his 20s.
So anyway, great stuff. Must get more Dave Holland.
The Miles is of course excellent. Filles is that last album
before In a Silent Way, which is usually the first to be
pegged as a "full" fusion album. Most writers seem to make that
distinction based on the rhythms, but if so I don't see why Filles
wouldn't qualify. Not all of its rhythms are especially rock- or
R+B-influenced, but plenty are, and if fusion were just rock rhythms
plus jazz soloing... (oh, wait, sometimes it is - yuck)
The standout here is drummer Tony Williams. Wonder what would have
happened, had he lived longer. Think Tony plus hip-hop, Tony plus
techno, Tony plus anything.
July 7, 2000
11:00 PM
I work a lot on my Powerbook, while sprawled out on my bed, so I often
kick my feet around in rhythm with what ever I'm listening to. So
I wonder - is the rhythm I've got going now related in any way to
the incredibly drawn-out, beatless Cistern Chapel that's
playing? There are cycles, entrances and exits, but they're
nebulous, to say the least. Or am I just epileptic?
10:16 PM
A couple of thoughts on that
opposition to injunction paper I mentioned earlier:
One of the comments made, quoting someone's deposition, said the following
scary thing
Napster's new artist program has already enlisted over 17,000 artists
who expressly approve of sharing their music through Napster; by contrast,
the major labels released a total of only 2,600 albums last year, and only
150 of those songs were played on the radio on a regular basis. (p. 10)
Even disregarding the issue of whether or not those 17000 artists
are any good, the proportion of songs regularly played to the rest
of the major label output is sad, sad, sad.
If the Plaintiffs' lawyers are smart (and apparently they are not -
most of Boies' paper covers the letter of the law and various
ways it thwarts the Plaintiffs' request for a pre-trial injunction against
Napster; seems complicated but straightforward) they might argue
that file-trading via Napster is not personal use. This paper
makes repeated references to laws and precedents which protect
consumers' rights to noncommercial personal use - the typical
tape dubbing, trading with friends, etc. They assert, though, that
sharing via Napster is another instance of this kind of noncommercial
personal use, and thus to be protected under the appropriate law (which
was written, they argue, to allow for broad application under the
anticipation of new technologies, so that excessive revisiting of
the law would be unnecessary).
How personal is it, sharing files with people you will likely
never meet, or even make electronic contact with, aside from
possible complementary file transfers?
The problem is, as the paper alludes to, that Napster provides
a mostly unprecedented model for information exchange, because it
is decentralized. Our notion of "personal," on the other hand,
is closely tied to that of the "local." I may have friends online,
friends who are far out of any easy physical contact, but the
network of relationships is still fairly local, in that
it's confined to a small sub-network of the overall one which
the net makes possible.
So perhaps the copyright laws on the books implicitly acknowledge
this fact; they don't give individuals rights to distribute on
large scales, to many people, just because in general, personal
use will be naturally limited to sharing. Through this the laws
also implicitly condone the traditional models for non-local
information exchange, which are broadband and "impersonal" -
television, radio, periodicals, most web sites, books, traditional file
servers, etc. These models are impersonal because they depend on
larger-scale networks and methods of distribution which are out
of the reach of most individuals.
So what do you call it, when individuals have access to that kind of
distribution?
Tellingly, the Plaintiffs' interal documents have shown plans to
take advantage of the infrastructure Napster now has in place,
possibly in some kind of deal for calling off their legal dogs.
The paper also notes that one plaintiff claimed to be uninterested
in pursuing a model "where the sound recording copyright holders
would receive a royalty for the sale of each unit of ripping
software, because 'royalties would be totally inadequate to
compensate us for our losses being caused by the actions and
therefore we did not want to agree to a system that would allow
unfettered home digital copying in return for the royalty.'"
They continue: "The reason the industry does not want a royalty-based
model is due to the way in which the industry pays the artists.
If a CD is sold, the record industry pays a royalty of approximately
12-18 percent to the artist. ... However, for purposes such as
licensing, the industry pays 50% of the licensing fee to the artist.
... Thus, the fundamental purpose of the Plaintiffs' attempt to use
its copyright monopolies to eliminate the file sharing model for
distribution is simple: If they can control the method of distribution,
they can control the business model for that distribution. Their
business model has one powerful purpose: to reduce the amounts
otherwise payable to artists for those types of users."
I've never been so interested in the law before.
5:40 PM
Stuart Dempster's Underground Overlays from the Cistern Chapel
came today. It's not as low in pitch as I was expecting, but it is
still beautiful. I would love to visit the cistern they recorded
this in. Also, I suspect
Mike would dig this.
It's hard to tell their natural proclivities from the linear notes,
but obviously recording this provoked extremely spiritual reactions
from all the performers. I can imagine; I played trombone once, and
it was always especially affecting, playing in a small group, where
I could hear all the harmonies and overtones. Projected into a
space like the cistern - droning, harmonious, sometimes cacophonous
sound everywhere around you... there's probably a good
reason that early on, people learned to build cavernous, high-roofed
buildings to worship in. It's a great way to ilicit powerful
reactions during worship.
Tellingly, one of Dempster's earlier discs, In the Great Abbey
of Clement VI, was recorded in a place of worship. The reverb
time in the cistern was three times as long (45 seconds) as in
the abbey, though; one of the pieces on Abbey was recorded
in a concert hall using electronics to draw the sound out to 40
seconds of reverb.
3:33 PM
What are
rhythm changes?
3:20 PM
Ha. Quote from Russian composer:
"You're so lucky, young men. There are so many beautiful things for you to
discover. And I already know it all. Unfortunately." - Alexander Glazunov
1:55 PM
Link to David Boies' opposition paper
stolen from monosyllabic so
I'll see it here and go to read it soon.
6:02 AM
Idle thought while I try to get to sleep: remember, if you read it,
the link
on my other blog about encyclopedic fiction?
Is there a musical parallel?
Along related lines, was thinking tonight about volume, length,
while walking home, listening to Yo La Tengo's long (hi Mark)
I Can Hear the Heart Beating as One. Volume, length, and the
idea that accumulation (of sounds, ideas, whatever) is a benefit
in many cases. Ex. Double Nickels on the Dime, Daydream
Nation, Bitches Brew. Blonde on Blonde? But
is there a line between benefitting from this accumulation, and
suffering? Yes - from what They say, cf. The Wall, The
White Album, Mellon Collie, others. What makes the difference?
Hard to say - obviously some would disagree with my ideas about which
suffered, benefitted. My idea is that some kinds of music sound better
with other kinds of music around. This is contrary to westernhomes'
recent idea re the Minutemen, that the large number of small songs
on Nickels makes it well-suited to being parceled out in
small doses; rather, taking it in all at once, or at least in
large doses, accustoms you to it. (Then paving the way for smaller
doses, more appreciation on a more typical level.)
Related idea: some of these large musical statements are just that,
statements - besides being "just" music (a false dichotomy, I know,
bear with me), they act as presentations of new / alternative /
innovative aesthetics / approaches to music / rules / systems.
Compare the thoroughness, extra length, to the extra ends people
often go to to explain new things (non-musical) to people.
Meta (!), related idea: cf. blogging. Nothing groundbreaking
here, probably, but it helps to read repeatedly, over time (i.e.
take in a larger volume) before it starts making sense, why
anyone would bother spewing tiny little observations about
music (e.g.) about the web.
Here's where Tom offers lots of counterexamples about very
short musical statements. Fine, be that way.
2:19 AM
Song title I've always thought was horrible, horrible, horrible:
"He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother". I mean, really now.
1:48 AM
Dilemma: tonight I had a caller (or group of them, really) who really
were determined to make a request, as they went through a list of
things I either said I'd look for, because I didn't know if we had
them, or said I'd look for, because they were crap and I am nice
(i.e. Reel Big Fish). By the time they came up with the Get Up Kids'
"Fall Semester," I was happy to claim to know it. Turns out it
wasn't on the Get Up Kids CD I thought it was - oh well.
My show has a format, you see, and we only really have to play
songs in the format. But my format is a state secret, discoverable
only by performing futuristic surgery on my brain (possibly involving
electrodes and/or a bone saw), or by reading my blog. So of course
people invariably ask for songs which are out of format.
Except, that is, for the brilliant moments like when I play
John Zorn, and get a caller asking if it's John Zorn, and wanting
to know the album, and asking for Mr. Bungle, which I had cued in
player 2.
I also got a clue into the typical (?) emo fan's musical world
tonight: apparently side two of Charles Mingus's The Black Saint
and the Sinner Lady is some "fucked-up orchestral shit".
There's no orchestra there, but oh well, I got the point.
I almost forgot, another reason I'll play songs: if the caller is
a girl, sounds good-looking (bit of synaesthesia there), and asks
for something that's at least not complete total crap. Yes, this
is sad. Obviously I have deep-seated emotional problems.
? post-show
Tim writes about the excellent
Macha Loved Bedhead collaboration. Yes, Tim, the music is more
gamelan-y on Macha's own albums, or at least, on See It Another Way,
which is also great (need to buy... must pay credit card...). There
are also a lot of other metallic sounding instruments, some less
Eastern, to complement the gamelan.
July 6, 2000
4:35 PM
I'm going to be on air tonight, yo. During my usual time of 9-12 and
also sometime before that from 6-9 with DJ Neil. Head to webradio.com and look for "KURE" to
hook up over the net.
2:58 - 3:33 PM
For the reader who came from a search engine twice (or maybe it
was two different people, in which case I should contact Google
immediately about the fault in their search engine) looking for Scorpions
lyrics, and who will probably never be back again: I am very very
sorry I couldn't meet your music needs. To atone I present you
with my rendition of the Scorpions' Teutonically heavy classic,
"Rock Me Like a Hurricane". Or is it "Rock You Like a
Hurricane"? Anyway.
Here I am
Rawk me/you like a hurricane
Here I am
Rawk me/you like a hurricane
Um... I'm sorry, I don't know any more of the lyrics. Does it
have other lyrics? Perhaps a "baby" somewhere? Some panting?
A guitar solo, perhaps?
Oh, and to the people looking for Baby Namboos lyrics: I don't
know them either, but there's a big old "fuckin'" in the Geoff Barrow
remix of the title track, so be warned, if like me you are a DJ who
plays the station's copy of songs with swearing in them because
they weren't crossed out (thank you, FCC).
As for the person looking for information about the Honda airbag
recall, well. Obviously you were let down here. Best not to drive
your car until you find a more reliable source of information.
A-and, finally, for the person looking for reviews of the Roots'
Things Fall Apart, - well, "critiques" is what they said,
so maybe they're looking for something more substantial. This
review attempts to sustain an argument while reviewing the album,
and does so hamhandedly, falling decidedly on the underground side
of the underground/street hip-hop debate while spitting on the
other side. Missteps: Dre pegged as a mediocre producer, punk said
to have remained "pure" (this was written in the 90s,
wasn't it?), and the title of the album, gotten from Chinua Achebe's
novel, wasn't gotten by Achebe from an Eliot line - it was Yeats.
William Butler Yeats, "The Second Coming"
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Yeats, incidentally, held to a cyclical theory of history, which
led him to believe that the world was nearing another one of its
phases of destruction and rebirth. He also had his testicles
injected with sheep hormones in order to try curing impotence.
It backfired. Making him, IIRC, prime candidate to appear in
an AC/DC video, eventually. So. There you go.
3:24 AM
By now everyone should know, when they see one of these, to just
skip down to the last two paragraphs if they want to read what the reviewer thought
of the album. And then, to save time, only check the top if the
byline at the bottom is right. And even then. Just sometimes.
2:49 AM
In this week's TWAS there's a roundup of girl-punk, including the
new
Sleater-Kinney. Our opinions differ. I, too, found the banshee
wail on Call the Doctor kind of off-putting, but I find
All Hands on the Bad One insanely catchy, and more importantly,
subversive - which good punk should be if it's not going to take,
say, the Sex Pistols' route (i.e., the road down which nihilism
lies). On it the wails maintain their expressive power, but
when put to more pop (as an adjective) ends, they have more effect
on the listener: they change the listener's tastes, prejudices -
bend them, make them a little more accepting.
Typically, I care more about the musical end, rather than the
various social concerns (i.e. feminism, duh) the band might intend
to treat in their songs. But wait! There's more. This subversive-voice
thing is a powerful means for expanding women's roles in music.
I think it constitutes something like a female voice (in the abstract
sense) in rock music that is simultaneously distinct and interesting.
"Distinct" meaning, not simply the hegemony-condoned lesbifolk
(thanks Jon) or angry-chick-with-guitar stereotypes, and also not
just like what men in rock have always done, only without penises.
I still don't want to commit to essentialism - this new voice isn't
necessarily "essentially feminine" or any of that nonsense - but
certainly the oppression of women has put them in a different
perspective, historically speaking, which has henceforth not had
an equal share in building the language of rock.
Whew. If I get a few more pronouncements in there I think I can
sign on at the Village Voice or something. I'll have to practice
emulating French philosophers in the mirror though.
Comments welcome. This
seems to me like a rather bold opinion, so there's probably something
wrong with it.
2:05 AM
Oho! What's that you say? A list? Lots of them
in fact?
I find it interesting to see these yearly choices laid out together,
year-by-year.
Just looking by the early part of the decade I was struck by something:
a bunch of the British things I recognized seem to have been a lot
more groundbreaking than the American stuff which had a similar
kind of impact in the US. Part of that makes me sad; take Nirvana
and Soundgarden, two of our biggest name developments of the early
90s. Nirvana were powerful but not all that innovative. Soundgarden,
something similar. Compare to stuff like early Orb and Massive
Attack - innovation in spades.
1:53 AM
Another Talk Talk synchronicity... today somebody asked me what kind of music I liked.
12:23 AM
How interesting... this old
Pitchfork review of Mark Hollis' first solo album (he being the
Talk Talk singer) was apparently written with no knowledge at all
of the last two Talk Talk albums, which seems to be a rarity among
the words spilled over Talk Talk and related music. He even refers
to Talk Talk as simply "a new wave band." But he gave it a 9.0/10 - I
bet he'd like Laughing Stock and Spirit of Eden. :)
12:18 AM
I get aesthetics-related mail from Joel so rarely, this must be blogged.
More than once now I've been listening to "Exit Music (for a Film)" on
OK Computer while I could also hear a train out my window, which is
weird because the sound of train wheels against track is present in the
later part of the song. It makes for some interesting comparisons, both
of train noises and what the two do together artistically.
July 5, 2000
11:14 AM
A good
Talk Talk biography.
10:24 PM
It's an interesting coincidence that I should get and hear Talk
Talk's Laughing Stock today.
Walking down the street, for some reason I was thinking about how
difficult it seems to explain improvisation to someone who doesn't
really get it. To explain it properly, you have to include some
account of the sponteneity. But people usually end up thinking that
improvisation involves somehow totally "making it up," or simply
embellishing previous planned music, neither of which is entirely
true, all the time. Others don't understand why improvised music
often sounds similar from performance to performance, despite its
being improvised.
I would like to think that it's uncharacteristically mystical of me
to say so, but one of the key things about improvisation - good
improvisation - is that there's a heightened connection between
the musicians, and a heightened level of attention and committment
to the music itself from the improvisers. It's something... special.
This is only one of the key things about improvisation - there are
others that distinguish improvisation from music made by incredibly
attentive musicians, who are playing more connectedly with one
another. I think many rock albums exhibit this kind of playing,
but it's not called improvisational because there aren't enough
of the other things present (the structures are too rigid, for
example). Cf. Weezer's second album, Pinkerton - definitely
not improvised music, but everyone's performances are fueled, driven
on, by the other band members' performances.
The reason I mention this with Talk Talk is that it seems a lot
of reviewers make reference to jazz when talking about their
late albums. I think the reason for this is that the music sounds
loose, improvisatory - and most people don't know what else to do
but relate that kind of music to jazz. Butterfly collecting, I
know, but I think there are some things "jazz" is better suited
to label than others - it's a specific idiom which heavily
involves improvisation, but it's not the only kind of improvised
music.
The music, by the way, sounds great. I didn't think it would
be this loud, or fast, though. And if someone would have said
"proto-post-rock" I would have been all over this a lot sooner!
6:28 PM
The Dismemberment Plan
are now touring Europe solo, after eight people were trampled to
death during Pearl Jam's (non-Plan assisted) show in Copenhagen,
and Pearl Jam called the tour off.
Hey Tom: don't forget the upcoming Plan show in London, Wednesday,
July 12, location given as "Upstairs at the Garage."
6:25 PM
We don't call it
undie over here either - sounds just as dumb. I was calling it
that so people would know what I meant. ;)
4:05 PM
Not to single out Fred,
but I've never been too clear on just what's wrong with undie rappers'
beats. Is it just a matter of music fans' undying quest for the new?
Because I like the beats on, e.g., the Black Star and Mos Def and
Roots albums plenty.
2:19 PM
Godard Spillane and Laughing Stock arrived today.
Early comparison (and slightly inappropriate, I know, since
Bungle nicked this from Zorn): like Mr. Bungle, but without the
mania. Almost everwhere in a Mr. Bungle album, there's a zany,
insistent rhythm: it carries the pulse through the wildly different
sections of music, which is perhaps a good idea, because it drives
everything forward. "Godard" and "Spillane" are more content to
let the unifying principles behind them (i.e., the lives of the
people depicted, according to the file card organization) guide
the music.
"there are only so many ways a woman can undress.
I thought I'd seen 'em all."
Haven't listened to the Talk Talk yet.
2:50 AM
I really think a composition called "Six for New Time" should rightly
include a booming, space-echo pronouncement of that title some time
during the damn thing.
SIX... FOR NEW TIME!!!
? AM
Christian Wolff's "Edges" on Sonic Youth's Goodbye 20th Century:
there's a beautiful parallel here between the music and Kim Gordon's
narration during the earlier part: both peripatetic, open-ended.
? AM
Cool news from LD Beghtol, most famously associated with the
Magnetic Fields:
> i just finished doing a jukebox jury for time out new york with diamanda
> galas, where i played lots of records for her and she did mini impromptu
> reviews of them - so i played her everything from orso to sleater-kinney to
> stock, hausen & walkman to dr dre to the spring heel jack/low
> collaboration... this will be in TONY in two weeks, so look for it. let;s
> just say zak sally has a new fan! as does stephin merritt and
> bedhead/macha...
July 4, 2000
10:18 PM
Since this is from the Guardian, maybe Tom posted it before, but
this is the first time I read it: a
profile of John Cusak. Little music, but oh well.
10:12 PM
This
is beautiful: score one for the free music movement.
7:21 PM
I listened to Bjork's most recent album (hmmm... 1997... should be
another out soon...), Homogenic, tonight. It's my favorite
of hers and as far as I can tell I like it all the way through.
Besides that, there are many moments where I think it's really
great. So why don't I listen to it more?
6:50 PM
Ha! I notice that
Tim UK-izes the spelling of "Spiritualized" to "Spiritualised"
despite the band themselves being from the UK and spelling it
with a "z". And I was just thinking about this the other day, too...
3:13 AM
Interesting, Tim. When I went out today I took only Pure Phase
with me, so that I couldn't listen to something else instead, and
thought about it some more. In direct contrast to what you say here,
I still think it's their least approachable: it's because of the
production. Everything is so processed that you rarely get "instrument"
sounds, or even "musical" sounds like you might get from electronically
treated instruments, or synths, or something like that. All of the
sounds are pulled apart, made to sound like one another, made to
ripple, to bounce around the sound-space (quite obviously, on
headphones). This equals "least approachable," for me, simply because
the songs are so obscured. Pure Sound would have been more apt,
I think. The record feels, just slightly, more like a piece of
modern academic art music than a rock album, in its inscrutability.
Often I listen to CDs when in a half-awake, half-asleep state, napping
or heading toward one. Pure Phase is especially interesting
to hear in states like this. Maybe because I hear the individual
sounds less, and the collected masses, more?
12:41 AM
Spiritualized's "Let It Flow," at the enormous full-band hit near the
end (the one that sounds like a giant kick drum has been set underneath
the planet, and then used vigorously): here the song fulfils the promises
it's been making, offering an enormity of sound that rivals full
symphony orchestras, and surpasses them. Though it's amplified,
rock music often doesn't sound as spacious, as sky-filling, as orchestral
music. But here the studio lets Pierce create sounds ten miles high.
Thunderous. But delicately so - layers of sounds, pastry like.
Here at josh blog, we try to mix our metaphors as thoroughly as
possible, to provide you with the smoothest read possible.
12:37 AM
Later in the day I am going to play Jimi's version of the "Star-Spangled
Banner", really loud. I'm not a patriotic person, but that song makes
me feel patriotic. And if any day is worth feeling patriotic on,
it had better be this one.
12:34 AM
From the liner notes to Ornette Coleman's Complete Science Fiction
Sessions on Columbia:
In 1973, on a bad day at Black Rock (as the entertainment industry
calls CBS's New York headquarters), Columbia Records decided to trim
its jazz roster. Jettisoned were Keith Jarrett, Charles Mingus, Bill
Evans, and Ornette Coleman; which is rather like the 1961 New York
Yankees suddenly placing Roger Maris, Yogi Berra, Whitey Ford, and
Mickey Mantle on waivers.
July 3, 2000
4:13 PM
Important thing to remember about Pure Phase: like Ladies,
it is better when played loud. Very loud.
3:17 PM
Innerviews
interview with jazz bassist Dave Holland (one of the bassists
on Bitches Brew, whose solo work I keep meaning to check out).
1:32 PM
"aw, man, it's gonna be the best. i'm so stoked."
12:51 PM
If I had some of that superhep sampling equipment I would build a song
around a sample of that sooper dooper enormous drum kick/hit at the
beginning of Weezer's "The World Has Turned and Left Me Here."
That is all.
12:21 PM
Tim writes
about Spiritualized, and while I agree with a lot of what he says about
Ladies and Gentlemen... I'm puzzled by how he would think such
things in light of Pure Phase, which he apparently likes better.
Because it's harder to find in the US it took my much long to get hold
of, so I was already firmly entrenched in my love for the first and
last albums. So it was - still is, just listened to it last night -
difficult to approach Pure Phase because it seems like a
compromise between the more drifty dream-pop of Lazer Guided
Melodies and the maximalist drone rock of Ladies and Gentlemen...
That is, it rocks more, but still sounds like it wants to be dream
pop, just drifting along...
Maybe the songs just aren't as good. I'm not sure.
4:17 AM
Good news from amazon.com: Talk Talk's Laughing Stock and
John Zorn's Godard / Spillane shipped. Bad news: they
are "having difficulty" finding Stuart Dempster's Underground
Overlays from the Cistern Chapel.
I am especialy excited to hear the Talk Talk because it comes
so often recommended; in particular, lately by the American Analog
Set's Andrew Kenny, after I asked him a few questions. I've never
gotten a recommendation for a CD directly from a musician
whose work I admire like that, before.
1:49 AM
Quote from a review of Spiritualized's live album:
"This has got to be what The Verve think they sound like."
1:32 AM
I put on Music for 18 Musicians last night and, as is my custom,
left it playing for a long time. After I woke up it played through
the day while I read. The music is very light, airy. It shimmers.
So I was surprised to see the light in my room flickering, shimmering,
in the afternoon. The other day some workers cut down all trees around
my apartment, so the sun was shining intermittently through the branches
of a neighbor's much less dense tree, whose branches were waving in
the wind. At one particular moment the lights seemed to move with
the music, so I stopped reading and just stared at the ceiling,
to take it all in.
Later in the evening there was a small storm. It ended early, leaving
the sky a sickly orange color, from the sun behind the storm clouds
and the moisture in the air. No longer a good sky for Steve Reich
music.
1:22 AM
Just for Jon, new and improved times to provide begin- and end-cues
for josh blog entries.