James McMurtry’s new album Complicated Game is out today. McMurtry is one of the best songwriters in America. I probably won’t be able to review the new album until next week. In the meantime here is one of the tracks off of it. I’m really looking forward to diving into this record when I get the time.
Slade performing Merry Xmas Everybody.
And…if you want your Christmas with slightly more drugs:
Was listening to the album Let There Be Rock by AC/DC all day. It is an absolutely fantastic rock n roll album. I have no idea how the album was recorded, but it sounds like an album recorded by a band live in a room while rolling some fat tape. It may seem simple to some, but the playing, writing, and recording are tremendous. Every groove is deep in the pocket. The guitars sound like snarling dogs. The lyrics are funny and witty and delivered for maximum effect by Bon Scott. There aren’t many overdubs that couldn’t be performed live, a guitar part here and there. I love records like this, that sound like an actual band. A great deal of the magic is from the way the musicians interact with each other. This is primal physical stuff. At the same time there is more sophistication going on in the arrangements then appears. This can be seen in the way there are long pauses on the title track, and then all of a sudden the band explodes back into the song. That’s not amateur hour there. Angus Young’s lead work sounds like he is taking the paint off of an entire countryside of barns. There is a reason that every one from metal bands to Fugazi’s Ian MacKaye love this band. They are the very best at what they do. The title track, which may be my favorite AC/DC song will be posted above. It’s also one of my favorite rock videos.
This song says it all right now. “If you don’t know this then, what do you know?”
My last posts may have been too dark for a Monday morning. I’m stuck in the airport and I’m sure many of you are stuck at work. (Which is where I surfed the internet so much I once thought I found the end of it!) Here is a little joy in the form of music. This is Melody of Rain by Marah from their Marah Presents Mountain Minstrelsy of Pennsylvania album. In my humble opinion they are the best band from my home state of Pa and at the height of their powers they are one of the greatest rock n roll bands out there right now. Like many great bands they can’t be properly defined by one genre, but even when they are doing something like this that has one foot in folk music, they always have another in rock n roll.
Many of you liked the unofficial video for Morrissey’s World Peace is None of Your Business. Here is an excellent one for Oboe Concerto by Sharon Jheeta, who is the same person that did the last one. I found this thanks to http://www.true-to-you.net, which is Morrissey’s official website. Oboe Concerto is the fitting final to Morrissey’s excellent new album.
P.S. I read that Richard Strauss was asked to compose an oboe concerto by an American soldier after World War II.
Recently I was checking out album reviews at Rolling Stone. There is a band called Alvvays that got a four star review and thought I’d investigate further. I liked what I heard in the samples, as I am a fan of finely crafted girl pop melodies and fast picked jangle guitar playing, and I though I would investigate further. The record is even produced as if it came from that interesting period of early 80’s post punk, when real alternative music to the mainstream was quite interesting. The production is muddy in the right way that adds a bit of mystery to the proceedings, although it continues the terrible trend of mixing the vocals low, so that most of the words are lost on you without a lyric booklet.
They band has a keyboard player as well as featuring two guitars, and the keyboards add just enough of an extra dimension at times so the music doesn’t seem completely formulaic. The melodies are effervescent in the way that Kirsty MacColl’s were, although the singer, Molly Revkin, does not possess the unique personality or wit of the undeniably great Kirsty MacColl.
But the more I listen to the band the more the music dissipates. The lyrics are clever in that cute kind of way, but nothing more. The music sounds great, in that kind of way that would make it perfect listening to an afternoon of reading or talking to a friend, but again the more I pay attention the less I seem to care. I can’t help but feel that this is an almost great record. But at the end of the day it feels like style over substance.
There is some nifty guitar playing going on, and again the melodies are quite good. However, I wish there were lyrics that lived up to the rest of the proceedings. I wish there were words that were either simple and universal poetry the way old 60’s pop songs used to be, or even better conveyed some kind of subversive intelligence that made you feel as if something was on the line.
Recently I have been listening to Louder than Bombs by the Smiths. The music on the Alvvays record seems quite influenced by Johnny Marr’s jingle jangle guitar, but without any of the weirder eccentricities that he would often introduce into the music. And again the lyrics fall far short of a Morrissey or even a Kirsty MacColl. (Johnny Marr was in the Smiths with Morrissey and also wrote with Kirsty MacColl.) I feel like I can neither relate to the lyrics on any day to day basis, nor are any secrets of the universe being unlocked.
As far as first albums go, there is enough in the way of style to think that there might be a promising future ahead. However, to do something great they are going to need to push themselves further and, especially lyrically, to think more outside the box. The lyrics are just clever enough to make you realize that they are not dumb. I hope that Miss Rankin, or whoever writes the lyrics, will keep reading and pushing herself. If you are looking for some good summer background music this album does have its charms. However, if you are looking for something more substantial look elsewhere.