Thursday, April 30, 2009

Show Asher Roth the Money


Just some thoughts on this Asher Roth quote:
"You guys are always going off about how much money you have. Do you realize what's going on in this world right now?' All these black rappers? African rappers? Talking about how much money they have. Do you realize what's going on in Africa right now? It's just like, you guys are disgusting. Talking about billions and billions of dollars you have. And spending it frivolously, when you know, the Motherland is suffering beyond belief right now."
Which, the more I read it, the more bizarre it becomes.
I always think twice about writing about Hip-Hop, coming late to the game and being a white suburban guy from the UK. I feel much more in my comfort zone writing about Indie Rock, you know what I mean. But it strikes me that Asher Roth should think twice before speaking about Hip-Hop, given this and the unfortunate Don Imus referencing Tweet.
You'd think I'd be more down with Asher Roth's subject matter and reference points than other rappers', but frankly I'm not. I like his album, or at least half of it, but I'll tell you what I like about Hip-Hop in one word - Swagger. I love that shit. And isn't what all that money talk's about, Swagger? It's about boasting, it's about being more successful than the next man, and in modern society isn't money the marker of success, and for kids from the street, it's a powerful thing (I assume, not being a kid from the streets).
So it seems like Asher Roth just misses the point entirely. And I mean it's not even like he spends his entire album talking about political shit, one token politics song, which isn't even very insightful and then what, "Lark in my Go Kart"? "I Love College"? Whatever? Don't you need money to go to college?
It seems like a certain middle class smugness about money - "it's nice to have money, but let's not talk about it, that's so vulgar" - combined with a certain middle class smug liberalism - where one token gesture to "those over there", allows one to say "yes, I really care about their suffering" and then continue as normal, just like one token political song allows Asher Roth to feel superior and yet safely continue rapping about smoking and drinking and shit, while slagging off others for "spending money frivolously". The middle classes have always hated that. Isn't a good reference point to the difference between the Hip-Hop attitude to money (or a certain brand of Hip-Hop anyway) and the middle class attitude the scene from Scarface where they're talking in the car and the other guy says, "I say be happy with what you got," and Tony Montana replies, "You be happy, I want what's coming to me, the world and everything in it."
The song "His Dream", on Asher Roth's album takes on a new light after all this. I always thought it was a bit patronising anyway (like why should having kids mean that someone's dream should end (by being displaced as dreams for the kid), can't the two go hand in hand? It's like Asher saying, "Dad, you've wasted your life". His dad must feel really great...) Anyway I forgave that as a certain egotism of youth. But the lyrics about the dad giving up stuff for his kids "poetry", now sounds like Asher looking down on Hip-Hop, in a certain middle-class status thing way - they rap - I write poetry.
The question is, how can he be so self-absorbed to think that rapping about smoking weed is somehow better than rapping about money? And I say that as someone who enjoys raps about both, hell, I even enjoy raps about college sometimes...

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Young Adult Friction

New Pains Of Being Pure At Heart video, "Young Adult Friction"

Friday, April 24, 2009

The Passion ... flickers intermittently

St Elmo's Fire is a film I consistently come back to. On my last look, on returning the DVD to its case, I noticed a disparity between the stated theme and the actual content of the film. On the box it has the tag line "They thought they'd be friends forever, but forever couldn't last", and yet isn't the only thing that survives at the end of the film this very friendship?

I've always loved the Andrew McCarthey character, Kevin, in the film, in particular his "Love Sucks" and the whole speech around the "Love is an illusion" line. On one level these lines are of course just Kevin's way of dealing with his unrequited love for Leslie, and yet, on the actual level of the statement, aren't these lines precisely the film's message - that love sucks, only friendship counts? However, given that Kevin can only break his writer's block and write something on the "meaning of life" while he is successfully "with" Leslie, isn't Kimbo's counter to the "love is an illusion" line - that "it's the only illusion that counts" - also of importance, where does this stand with the friendship? Are we simply in some sort of flux between romantic love and friendship as love? And, something else that has recently been brought to my attention, what precisely does it mean that when Kevin finally writes his great piece on the "meaning of life" it turns out to be about the range of pop tarts available?


The first thing to note with regards to the "Love is an illusion" line is that, well, of course it is. Here we are of course dealing with the Lacanian proposition that, as speaking beings, we have no access to reality but through the lens of language, consequently everything is an illusion - we have no access to the Real. The question is thus - why is Love a privileged illusion. For Kevin his whole life is structured round his love, whether Love sucks or not. The scene where Leslie comes to his apartment and everything there turns out to be a prop for him to use in the act of seduction (everything that is except the photos of Leslie which, while not a prop for the seduction of nameless others, are still a prop - a prop for his long unfulfilled love for Leslie herself), demonstrate this adequately, but we also have the fact that it is only through fulfilling his desire for Leslie that he can write his long desired words on "The Meaning of Life". Love may well be an illusion, but, for Kevin, it is truly "the only illusion that counts", it is that which everything else in his life revolves around.
The other point to be made here is the ease with which love is thrown off in the film. Love is this privileged illusion and yet it is cast off with hardly a care: Kimbo takes off in his car, completely over his love, after changing career, then dropping any career, all for the lady, and, in many respects don't Kevin and Alec give up Leslie just as easily? The exchange can pretty much be summed up as, "Let's all be friends", says Leslie - "OK then!" chorus the boys. We, of course, have no way to know how these fictional characters react to this internally, but this is the point, we can only use the film itself as a guide, and on that level, Love is shown as disposable.
So, while the film is ostensibly about "growing up" - they have to deal in their different ways with the reality of life after college, what actually occurs during the film is an avoidance of reality. The ending recalls the beginning, but rather than this recollection making us see how far they have come, it reminds us that they are in the same place as before. Or perhaps not place, because they decide they have outgrown their usual bar, but they still meet elsewhere - the place has changed, but nothing else. We can link this with what Lacan says of development in Seminar XX:
"development," which is merely a hypothesis of mastery. It suggests that a baby has nothing to do with the Real-Ich, poor tot, and is incapable of having the slightest notion of the real. That is reserved for people we know, adults concerning whom, moreover, it is expressly stated that they never manage to wake up - when something happens in their dreams that threatens to cross over into the real, it distresses them so much that they immediately awaken, in other words, they go on dreaming. ... Development is confused with the development of mastery. (55-56)
Everytime something comes to upset the balance they recoil, wake up. And this is represented as adulthood. The film, as coming-of-age drama, neatly shows us that adulthood is precisely this: waking up to carry on dreaming. The element of mastery being the mastery over love. This is illustrated in the difference between the sex scene involving Leslie and Kevin and that involving Billy and Wendy. With Leslie and Kevin there is passion, with Billy and Wendy the whole thing is controlled: the sex happens after they have mastered their feelings for each other, on Billy's last night before heading off for New York. It is a parting gift. This difference encapsulates the quandary at the heart of the film - passion or control - and the film absolutely comes down on the side of control, for at the end isn't the only successful relationship that between Wendy and Billy? And they now live miles apart as friends. Here we could also note what Lacan says of revolution: that the centre doesn't change: the places may well change but the centre around which they turn remain the same.
A related aspect of the sex scene between Leslie and Kevin is the fact that she keeps her huge pearl necklace (a literal pearl necklace...) throughout sex.



A constant reminder of consumer capitalism throughout the throes of passion. This of course fits in with Kevin's analysis of Love as economics - that Love is an illusion designed to perpetuate the capitalist system. This being the centre around which everything turns. At odds with this love is the Love of Kevin, a love that breaks with capitalism, a love that is revolutionary, a love that would change the centre - this being the love that Kevin attributes to himself. So is what we see in the sex scene the difference between Kevin - on the side of a revolutionary Love - and Leslie - on the side of love that changes nothing? No, because the sex scene is all about jouissance, as Lacan says, "when one loves, it has nothing to do with sex," as Leslie herself says later on. We could also here note the role of the pearl necklace in attempting to ensnare the female jouissance which is "beyond discourse and knowledge" (Grosz 1998:139).
In this context it is interesting to approach the fact of Kevin being enabled to write his piece on "The Meaning of Life" after his love for Leslie is consumated. I want to argue that it is not the success of his love that enables his writing, but the very failure of the love. This is what Lacan has to say:
Repression is produced only to attest, in all statements and in the slightest statement that I just enunciated, that jouissance is inappropiate - non decet - to the sexual relationship. It is precisely because the said jouissance speaks that the sexual relationship is not.
Which is why that jouissance would do better to hush up, but when it does, that makes the very absence of the sexual relationship a bit harder yet to bear. Which is why, in the final analysis, it doesn't hush up, and why the first effect of repression is that it speaks of something else. That is what constitutes the mainspring of metaphor. (Seminar XX: 61-62)
While Kevin has been in love with Leslie from a distance his belief in the possibility of the sexual relationship has continued undiminished, after the sex he must repress the truth of its impossibility, he has got too close. His words are consequently born of disappointment rather than joy.
Here is the text of the article that Kevin writes immediately after the night of passion, or at least the little bit which is shown on camera:
Pop Tarts now come in 12 flavors; music videos are a twenty-four hour a day phenomenon; ordinary women can now transform themselves into Goddesses in aerobic temples. All signs indicate that we are in the zenith of contemporary civilization.
...ture, and take along your favorite albums, preferably THE DOORS, so you'll have something to listen to. There's life in my three volume set."
"It speaks of something else". He does not speak of love but of consumerism. We can draw something from the ordinary women turning into Goddesses thing - Kevin having made a Goddess of Leslie now has to realise that she is just an (ordinary) woman - but perhaps the most telling allusion here, given that this is in the context of consumerism, is to the quotation that Marx uses from Timon of Athens:
Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? No, Gods, I am no idle votarist! ...
Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair,
Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant.
... Why this
Will lug your priests and servants from your sides,
Pluck stout men's pillows from their heads:
This yellow slave
Will knit and break religions, bless the accursed;
Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves
And give them title, knee and approbation
With senators on the bench: This is it
That makes the wappen'd widow wed again;
She, whom the spital-house and ulcerous sores
Would cast the gorge at, this embalms and spices
To the April day again.

It is money which enables this transformation from ordinary woman to Goddess, and the opposite, that a lack of money can transform a woman from Goddess to ordinary woman. Kevin returns to his statement that "Love is economics". His "rival" Alec is driven by money, he turns Republican for a better paying job, Kevin meanwhile is striving to remain honest to his art, turning away from money, thus he knows that Leslie would be better off with Alec. The final couple of paragraphs of the section of Economic and Philosophical Manuscripts which contain this quotation are also relevant here, as they speak of love:
He who can buy bravery is brave, though he be a coward. As money is not exchanged for any one specific quality, for any one specific thing, or for any particular human essential power, but for the entire objective world of man and nature, from the standpoint of its possessor it therefore serves to exchange every quality for every other, even contradictory, quality and object: it is the fraternisation of impossibilities. It makes contradictions embrace.
Assume man to be man and his relationship to the world to be a human one: then you can exchange love only for love, trust for trust, etc. If you want to enjoy art, you must be an artistically cultivated person; if you want to exercise influence over other people, you must be a person with a stimulating and encouraging effect on other people. Every one of your relations to man and to nature must be a specific expression, corresponding to the object of your will, of your real individual life. If you love without evoking love in return - that is, if your loving as loving does not produce reciprocal love; if through a living expression of yourself as a loving person you do not make yourself a beloved one, then your love is impotent - a misfortune. (Marx:1981 124-125)
So we can see that Kevin needs all the object of seduction in his apartment because he lacks that true object of seduction - money. What this brings out is that if one removes money one does not come across the "living expression of yourself" - the immediately accessible self - instead one simply makes do with other objects to take the place of money. What the final part of this quotation allows is for a lack of money to become an excuse for a lack of love - the object of my affection does not love me but it is nothing to do with me, only my lack of money. This logic is seen clearly in the film via Kirby, who becomes convinced that he need only become rich to get the girl. It is only when he stops attributing the reason for his rejection onto outside forces and accepts responsibilty on himself that he snaps out of his love for Dale. The moment he takes responsibility and kisses Dale and she returns his kiss, the moment the power is back in his hands, rather than in the hands of his career choice or in his financial condition, is the moment he realises that he didn't even want her in the first place.
The difference between this and the denoument of the Kevin/Leslie/Alec relationship is that in this case none of them face anything, they return to being friends, how they started out, without confronting anything that actually happened between them. The ready acceptance of both Alec and Kevin to Leslie's declaration of being friends is taken too easily. Kevin can return to his previous love from afar, Alec can find a replacement for Leslie, but nothing will have changed with regards to his sleeping around and belief that the figure of a wife, any wife, will change him. For both of their [fantasy] has not been confronted. And Leslie?
Isn't Leslie the only figure who emerges with anything? She refuses to play the role of either housewife for Alec, or sublime object for Kevin. Is there a feminist message to be drawn then: Leslie refuses the male fantasy and asserts her own identity? I think this is too simplistic for the reason already stated - that their is no confronting of anything, they return to their previous friendship without working through anything - they return to friendship, but for Kevin therefore she is in the exact position she was in before, and for Alec, whose attitude towards women we see no signs of having changed, she is still the "little woman", whether she is his "little woman" is beside the point, Leslie still appears to Alec as the fantasy of the submissive woman, a position she seems to accept; in a truly feminist ending she would simply tell them both to go to hell. Instead their continued friendship serves as an avoidance of the Real, they go nowhere, it is a film about growing up in which growing up means that "when something happens in their dreams that threatens to cross over into the real, it distresses them so much that they immediately awaken, in other words, they go on dreaming." They awaken from what could have changed them, so that they can continue as good, fully functioning members of society. Alec as lawyer, Kevin as journalist (note that his awakewning as a writer involves not a great work of art but a step up in his career), and Leslie as, we can only assume, eventually returning to the arms of Alec, accepting her role as housewife.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Asleep in the Bread Aisle

A particularly bad review of the Asher Roth album made me think. On the one hand the Eminem comparisons are perfectly valid, he does sound very similar to Eminem, but on the other hand, it is unfortunate that he does, because his style is so different. Whereas Eminem is urgent in his delivery, Asher Roth isn't. Thus the comparison with Eminem misleads, one hears the voice but one misses the punch, which isn't even being attempted to be delivered, it's a more laidback style with more laidback themes. This means that at the same time as people are right to say that he obviously sounds like, and wants to sound like Eminem, this point is also unfair, because he obviously doesn't want to be the same type of rapper as Eminem, at least most of the time, it must be remembered this is the first album and perhaps there is still a certain element of an identity crisis going on - not only critics, but Asher Roth himself, have to work out where he is in relation to Eminem.
Personally, I prefer the style of Eminem, I prefer the urgent delivery to the laidback style, rap with bite, just in rap generally. And so the subject matter, ("I Love College"? - as it says at the end of Dazed and Confused, "if these are the best days of my life, shoot me now.") is also not really to my tastes, but at least he raps what he knows, rather than trying to pretend to be the Eminem he's not. Yet I think that Asleep in The Bread Aisle is still an album with some good tracks on it. Not every track, about half of it seems a bit weak to me, but it certainly has it's moments, and it definitely shows promise.
Love this track


Thursday, April 16, 2009

ATP The Fans Strike Back Preview 5 - Fuck Buttons

Street Horrrsing, Fuck Buttons album is an absolute must. I listened to it a hell of a lot when it was first out, and I've been listening to it a hell of a lot since they announced for ATP.

2 ways to describe it.

1) The feeling, when you're on the dancefloor and a banging tune you absolutely love comes on, but not the midst of the track, when you're lost in the full force of the tune, it's the opening bit, or sometimes a bit in the middle, before everything kicks off, but you know what's coming and you're just waiting for it to hit and the anticipation is there, and you're lost in the feeling of what's to come, and there's some girl on the dancefloor as well, some girl you really like, some girl who you think really likes you, but you're not too sure you've read the signs right, and you're dancing with her, and there's a friction on the floor, and ... that's Fuck Buttons.

2) Nietzche's concept of the Eternal return of the same.
The greatest weight - What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence - even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again, and you with it, speck of dust!' Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.' If this thought gained possession of you, it would change you as you are or perhaps crush you.
This second response is Fuck Buttons. The euphoria of repetition. Mark Rowlands in The Philosopher and the Wolf explains the result of this way of thinking:
if time is a circle rather than a line, if one's life is destined to repeat itself over and over again without end, then the meaning of life cannot consist in progression towards some decisive point on the line. There is no such point because there is no such line. Moments do not slip away - on the contrary, they reassert themselves over and over again without end. The significance of each moment does not derive from its place on the line - on how it relates what comes before it on the line to what comes after. It does not carry the taint of past and future ghosts. Each moment is what it is; each moment is complete and entire in itself.
The repetition of Fuck Buttons is not one of trance-like reduction of the self, rather it is the hammer of the self, imposing itself in and on moments.
And if that was a little pretentious as an introduction to Fuck Buttons, here's some video:
This is "Bright Tomorrow" and the video is very cool looking, an excellent visual representation of the music



And here's them performing the same track live



Here's "Sweet Love For Planet Earth" performed live



I'm not sure what this is but it's an absolute fucking Killer



And that'll do it. Looking forward to their ATP set, thinking it's gonna be a high point...


Previously in da series ...

Preview 4 - Edan is here.
Preview 3 - Sleep is here.
Preview 2 - Beirut is here.
Preview 1 - Pink Moutaintops is here.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Rococo Zephyr

The first time I saw Bill Callahan live (as Smog), was simply jaw-droppingly good. Stood mesmerized from beginning till past the end.
So anyway, here's a clip of him playing "Rococo Zephyr" off his new album Sometimes I Wish We were An Eagle, out now, at a record store (both the video clip and the album, if you see what I mean...). (via MBV)

Monday, April 13, 2009

Yeah Yeah Yeahs on SNL

Yeah Yeah Yeahs performing on SNL, great performances, great posturing from Karen O
Zero



Maps - still moves no matter how many times I hear it

Friday, April 10, 2009

ATP The Fans Strike Back Preview 4 - Edan

Listened to Edan's Beauty and the Beat album last night and really loved it so figured I'd bump him up the previews-to-do-list. I know nothing about him. His Bio at his website makes for pretty funny reading:
EDAN LIKE MUSIC.
EDAN BORN IN LATE SEVENTIES.
EDAN HAVE LOVING PARENTS WHO SUPPORT HIM & RAISE HIM GOOD. NO SMOKING. NO FIGHTING. JUNK FOOD SOMETIMES.
EDAN HAVE NO BROTHERS AND NO SISTERS.
EDAN LOOK AT HIMSELF IN MIRROR & DO DANCE & MAKE FACE.
EDAN HEAR BEATLE MUSIC & DOO-WOP ROCKING ROBIN.
EDAN PLAY PIANO.
PIANO TEACHER SAYS EDAN NOT GOOD AT PIANO.
EDAN SAY FUCK YOU SHUTUP.
...
EDAN WORKING NEW ALBUM.
EDAN NEED BIO FOR PEOPLE READ.
EDAN DO IT HIMSELF.
(and after reading that I thought it would be pretty cool if he was on Twitter, but he doesn't appear to be...)
Here's a video of him on the turntables and rapping at the same time:



Not a Radiohead fan but here's Edan on some Radiohead remix/mash-up - not sure what the story is on this but thought it was pretty cool - a remix of "National Anthem" apparently -



And here's my favourite track off Beauty and The Beat (off one listen)



So he's just doing a DJ set, but it should still be worth seeing. Looking Good.
Preview 3 - Sleep is here.
Preview 2 - Beirut is here.
Preview 1 - Pink Moutaintops is here.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

On love and jealousy

Continuing on my reading of Proust I was struck by this passage:
on one occasion, catching sight of myself in the mirror at the moment when I was kissing Albertine and calling her "my little girl," the sorrowful, passionate expression on my own face, similar to the expression it would have worn long ago with Gilberte whom I no longer remembered, and perhaps assume one day with another if I were ever to forget Albertine, made me think that, over and above any personal considerations ..., I was performing the duties of an ardent and painful devotion dedicated as an oblation to the youth and beauty of Woman. And yet with this desire by which I was honouring youth...
I suppose the most obvious thing to note is the sorrow and pain he finds even in the midst of his physical passion - very much in the spirit of Lacan's Kant Avec Sade this painful duty to pleasure. The other Lacanian theme I which to draw attention to is "Woman doesn't exist". That is abstract Woman - woman is always assigned a role, the abstract noun for humanity being Man (the Lacanian definition of man I most like being "man is a woman who thinks she exists". In this passage we see Proust positing that Woman does exist, putting Albertine, Gilberte and the unknown future woman into an interchangeable place of Woman, and "over and above any personal considerations", further emphasising this abstract nature of Woman. One doesn't have to resort to Proust's biography (he was gay) to see how this fails, one only has to look at the next sentence where the object of his worship changes from "Woman" to "youth" - it is not so much as Woman that Albertine, Gilberte and future women are interchangeable, but as Youth.
Another Lacanian proposition that I was reminded of in these pages (the opening section of The Captive) is "The sexual relationship is impossible" - it is impossible to fully possess another person. The unconscious means that we can never fully possess ourselves never mind someone else. Proust's jealousy is therefore just a way for him to continue believing in the possibilty of the sexual relationship, take this passage for example:
O mighty attitudes of Man and Woman, in which there seeks to be united, in the innocence of the worl's first days and with the humilty of clay, what the Creation made seperate...
Love as finding a soulmate, finding our missing half, complete possession (possession being made explicit in the rest of this sentence - "woman submissive before man", rather than love as between 2 independent and autonomous souls. It is this complete possession of the other which is the spur to Proust's jealousy, he spends a lot of time on the desire for knowledge of the other, as if he can possess her through this knowledge. The link between his jealousy and the impossibility of the sexual relationship is made very clear in a passage in which he compares his condition to that of a man who is to fight a duel and may well die suddenly having the revelation that he has wasted his life and if he survives the duel he will no longer put it to waste:
It [life] has, at that moment, become filled with ... all the splendid things which, he tells himself, the fatal outcome of the duel may render impossible, without thinking that they were already impossible before there was any question of a duel, owing to the bad habits which, even had there been no duel, would have persisted.
Even if Albertine was to tell him everything, the sexual relationship would still be impossible. For Proust, it is, and he often says this, his jealousy which is a spur to love, without the jealousy he would not love Albertine. Even if she gave him full knowledge the jealousy would not go away, he would simply find new reasons to doubt - for if he believed her he would have to admit the impossibilty of attaining full possession of her (Love, by his defination). Thus jealousy is not only his reason for loving Albertine, but the only way to keep his belief in Love at all.

Leyendecker

Here's a previously unreleased video of Battles featuring Joell Ortiz "Leyendecker" remix. Bit of an old tune but I hadn't heard it for a while and still love it, both the original version and this remix, Joell Ortiz rapping over Battles, a perfect combination

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

I wanna do that too

I woke up yesterday morning and as I laid there contemplating whether to get up or roll over for another hour I found myself singing Penthouse's "Tongue Kung Fu" to myself. This is a song I don't think I've listened to for about 5 years (when I transferred all my CD singles onto a few MP3 CDs) so when I say I was singing it was pretty rudimentary, couldn't really remember how it went.
So when I did manage to struggle out of bed I was straight onto Youtube to try and find it. Couldn't. Band named Penthouse, not great for a search it turns out.
I had to dig out my MP3 CD to listen to it.
Awesome doesn't begin to describe Penthouse. From my brief searches round the internet I discovered they had three albums between 1996 and 2002 before splitting up, and had to rename themselves 50 Tons of Black Terror in the US because of legal action from Penthouse magazine.
The odd thing is that Penthouse (the band) play really dirty Rock and Roll and it seems like exactly the type of thing Penthouse (the magazine) would have wanted to be associated with. But anyway.
I've only got the one album (Gutter Erotica, though I'm on Ebay when I stop typing this to try and find the others, the second album is on Itunes, but is probably cheaper on Ebay (and more physical, yeah)) and the Voyeur's Blues single, but they're both absolute classics. Proper sleazy rock and roll, exactly what rock and roll should be. I find it shocking (but maybe it's just my search skills) that I could find so little on the internet about them, a bad NME live review (yes, the NME got everything wrong even then) and just the one Youtube video (and that from a search for 50 Tons of Black Terror)



Not sure whether this was the official video, it's just a heart being operated on, if it was it's a pretty great video, which I guess it is anyway...
Gives you a good idea of the band. For all that they just play dirty rock (and the lyrics are all about sex - dirty in every way - ROCK AND ROLL) there are some distant (and brief) echoes of Battles in there ("Lap Dog Shuffle" off Gutter Erotica) and "Tongue Kung Fu" could well have been recorded by Shellac. Not that I want to claim them as some sort of hidden inspiration to the music of "NOW", but they are certainly a band that deserve to be remembered more than they are - if The Mock Turtles deserved their own Best Of, I'm quite certain that Penthouse do as well.
Seeing as I found so little I'll post a couple of tracks up here.
First off "Voyeur's Blues", which I love -
"I wanna do that too, I see the way she sucks on you
I can do that too, I seen the way she gets off on you"
A great couplet to start with, words and guitars clashing to create a laviscious rock classic

Penthouse "Voyeur's Blues"

And Tongue Kung Fu, which for the fourth track of a CD single is an absolute classic, almost wasted there, there's so many tunes if they can afford to hide this one away so. Imagine Shellac singing about, well, Tongue Kung Fu. Genius

Penthouse "Tongue Kung Fu"

Young Adult Friction

Pains of Being Pure At Heart performing "Young Adult Friction" on Last Call With Carson Daly.


Quite like the performance in a "we're a bit nervous" kind of way, adds a certain charm, not that the song really needs any more - tis charming enough anyway.
There's something about the audience here as well, kind of a Stepford audience, everyone looks nice enough and they seem to be enjoying themselves, but there's just something missing which I can't put my finger on...

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

ATP The Fans Strike Back Preview 3 - Sleep

"Follow the smoke to the riff-filled land"
Hell yeah!
My first introduction to Sleep was via "Dopesmoker". I'm not sure if it was this Mutant Sounds post which led me to it (still available to download there as well) but it was certainly this story:
When these Californian doom metallers took the opportunity of a '90s major-label deal with London records, they blew the advance on 70ies vintage amplification equipment and loads of the highest quality grass and returned to the label with a massive 65 minutes track dedicated to dope smoking. Imagine the reaction of the freaked out corporate manager upon first listen… the tape was immediately returned and demanded to be reworked into a series of songs. SLEEP did nothing about it and a legal battle ensued, resulting in the shelving of the album as unmarketable.
Which is just so cool. Given my obsession with artists selling out, I just had to get this album (which eventually did get out there) on the strength of that.

(and if anyone thinks that it's no longer relevant take a look at this, The Klaxons forced to redo their second album:
"Yes [we were asked to re-record part of the album]," he confirmed to NME.COM. "Because we've made a really dense, psychedelic record. We've made a really heavy record and it isn't the right thing for us, I understand and know that. First and foremost we're a pop band. I haven't thought about that for a long time, and now it's in the forefront of my mind."
The record company reject it and the band meekly accept the decision, not only accept it but blame themselves and allow the record company to tell them what they are)

I'd never really been into heavy metal until I heard Dopesmoker, especially this type of HEAVY stuff, I'd seen Sunn 0))) and really didn't get it - now I get it, Sleep operated as a kind of gateway, and now I wish I'd appreciated Sunn 0))) when I had the chance - but from the first listen I was completely blown away by it - and I wasn't even smoking anything...
It is an amazing track, 60 minutes of bliss - To quote Julian Cope - "this Sleep album seemed to be the realest of real shit and then some…"
It starts with a growl of guitar and it just keeps on growling (almost non-stop) for an hour. It's not about adding layers and layers, building up to a grand finale, it's about a growl that just is - gaining in intensity by its very sameness, unrelenting, like a gathering storm that just keeps on grumbling without ever breaking.
Here is the first 8 minutes -



OK. So now you're hooked, go to the Mutant Sounds link above and download the rest of it.
Dopesmoker blows everything away, but their other stuff is also goddamn awesome and well worth a listen. Here's a video of them performing "The Druid" off the Holy Mountain album



And here's "Dragonaut" off the same album


And they're playing two sets at ATP according to the website and not only that but these performances are a "world exclusive that will never be repeated."
Unmissable.

Preview 2 - Beirut is here.
Preview 1 - Pink Moutaintops is here.

We made You

New Eminem video


Certainly good to have him back. Liking the tune, not loving it. Can never really get too into this celeb obsessed Eminem, prefer the angry Eminem. Having said that it's a bit odd for Perez Hilton to say this:

Instead of wasting so much time, energy and words on celebs, he should have - you know - focused on writing dope rhymes.

We definitely prefer Em when he's deep and meaningful rather than stupid and comical, like in this song.

It probably just offends me to agree with him, but for Perez to criticise anyone for "wasting time on celebs" without, s'far as I can see, any irony, seems a trifle bizarre.
And the video, well, a bit lame, but there you go...

Friday, April 3, 2009

ATP The Fans Strike Back Preview 2 - Beirut

"Raucous drunken trumpets and instrumentation tend to guide the way you think."
That's Zach Condon talking, from this 2006 interview, and it pretty much sums up what I love about Beirut. Raucous drunken trumpets mixed with that voice of longing make a beautiful mix. I like what he has to say about writing lyrics in the same interview:
You're not actually a big fan of writing lyrics.

ZC: No, not really. It's the joy of writing the song and melody and all that stuff that comes naturally to me.

And so the lyrics are filled with the same quality as the trumpets, nothing intellectualized, you don't need to pay close attention to them, they add to the atmosphere of the music without breaking it, creating music to get carried away to. Carried away elsewhere, perhaps an effect of the traditional instrumentation and the European feel, although the same feelings are carried by the Holland EP, where the sound is more synth, so to simply hook the feeling onto an exoticism of place or an authenticity of sound would seem to be a mistake.
The Flying Club Cup is just about as perfect album as you're likely to get as far as I'm concerned. Listening to it now as I write this and I keep finding myself stopping, just taken away somewhere else on the flow of words caressed by the sweetest of sounds. I think the reason I love it so much more than the latest double EP is because it carries the atmosphere throughout the album, building and building the atmosphere, lyrical themes and phrases returning over and over, never allowing the surrounding mundanity (I listen to it a lot at work) to encroach until the last note dies away and the normality returns, but a sweeter normality. March of the Zapotec/Holland, is more disconnected, not only in the shortness of the two parts, but between songs, this interview explains that someway; on March of the Zapotec:
It's funny, because it fit right in, actually. It felt like a giant leap, stylistically, which I found pretty interesting. I went down there with every intent of recording an entire album, but I was only there for two weeks, and we ended up doing only a couple songs fully down there, and then they recorded bits and pieces to some other things I had going on. But this thing is actually recorded all over the place. I even recorded one song with Chris Taylor from Grizzly Bear, in the Grizzly Bear church, with him playing saxophone. So, very scattershot recordings in between tours and stuff, and then I got to piece it all together at the end. After I went on a big trip to Morocco, I got to set out the track list, and choose what songs and stuff.
Ditto Holland:
There's actually only one song that predates the Beirut stuff. Let's say there's a month when I'm a little sick of hearing the songs I'm recording, I'll slink back to my parents' house and very quietly record these epic synth-pop tracks, and kind of clear the palette and get back into it. They're different aspects of my personality, I guess. It's a pretty ridiculous switcheroo, but if I do it all the time, I tend to edit a lot.
Which isn't to say they're not good, because they are, I guess it's just one of those age old things, following perfection...
So. I'm looking forward to seeing them at ATP you might say... And if these words are anything to go by, we should be in for a treat and maybe some stuff we haven't heard:
They have to be shows I'm excited about, there has to be a lot of new material that I'm actually behind. I don't know, I feel like we're all pretty fresh-faced at this point, which is much more exciting to go back into. Because we've never been the kind of grueling, punk band touring style anyways, so I think we'll kind of keep it to that. Special shows that we can be excited about, and not too much more, really.
And so to the video.
I'll start with one of the tracks off the March of The Zapotec Ep. Just to show I do love it really, and to show that the tracks on it are damn good. This is "La Llorona", quality video too:



Now for one off The Flying Club Cup - Nantes, performed walking down some stairs, collecting musicians as he goes...



There's one such video for every track off the album here.
Another from the same series, "A Sunday Smile"



Could just post every track, but will restrain myself. Here's "Postcards from Italy", off Gulag Orkestar, which in my reverie for The Flying Club Cup, I've sadly neglected here, but which is brilliant nonetheless



Finally, here's Zach Condon doing a cover of Grizzly Bear's "Knife", recorded at "the end of a nice drunken evening in Paris"



Having done this and listened to them while writing this, I am now really looking forward to seeing them...

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Harm Bono

Some photos from the protests yesterday here, including this one -