Showing posts with label Album of the Week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Album of the Week. Show all posts

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Album of the Week - Rainforest EP by Clams Casino



At 18 mintues, Clams Casino's Rainforest EP hardly qualifies as an album, but after spending a few weeks with the hip-hop producer's smothering instrumentals, it's certainly deserving of some spotlight attention, though you've probably heard the story by now.

Clams Casino, otherwise known on Twitter as Clammy Clams, is Mike Volpe, a New Jersey native who first got heaps of attention producing for rap's prolific "based" rapper, Lil B. While his production duties made the newcomer a star in some circles, Clammy didn't become a household name on the blogosphere until releasing his own instrumental mixtape last year.

When that tape dropped, the shoegaze beauty of songs like "Motivation" or "I'm God" were on full display and sounded even better without the idiosyncratic hip-hop freestyles. Unlike most producers, whose instrumentals are symbiotes to the talent they back, Clams Casino's tracks stood even taller on their own two feet. That, in part, explains the release of Rainforest, five cuts of brand-new, purposefully instrumental content.

It's quite an accomplishment that, in little over a year, Clams has become somewhat an autuer. After hearing "Motivation" a couple of times, it's easily to herald all the tracks on Rainforest as Clams Casino tunes. Even his latest release, "Wizard" for the Adult Swim Singles Program, bears several staple trademarks.

What you get with nearly every Clammy production is relatively straightforward: overblown bass, ghostly synths, tons of quarter-note high hat and economic use of abstract vocal samples. For better or worse, nothing Clams does on Rainforest is new, really. He uses the same production techniques and flourishes that make so many of his hip-hop instrumentals work, but hardly experiments. For a full-length LP, this might be frustrating, but for a quick EP, the results scratch all the right spots on a listener's ears.

If Clams Casino is going to rival any potential contemporaries, say Four Tet, his sonic palet is going to have the expand tremendously--he hasn't quite mastered the solitary electronic song and still seems to produce with rappers in mind. For a first batch of songs created specifically to be heard on their own though, Rainforest shows a hell of a lot of promise and just might be one of the finest EP releases of the year...

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Clams Casino - I'm God (Instrumental)
Clams Casino - Wizard

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Album of the Week - SBTRKT by SBTRKT


You know what's a trend I can totally get behind? Gentrified dubstep. Allow me to qualify that. Of course, I'm not referring to race, income, et al., but rather the mainstream re-modification of this rather specific genre of electronic music.

Dubstep has by now developed a relatively concrete template--it may be hard to describe to friends in one sentence, but you know it when you hear it--so much so that if one departs from its standards, they must be re-labeled "post-dubstep" or "witch-house" or some other genre that the collective press has yet to stupidly* name.

But as dubstep continues to grow up and out of the underground, artists like Jamie Woon and SBTRKT are co-opting its styles and praxes, stripping away all the warble, murkiness and grime and re-purposing said conventions for mass, pop appeal.

"Is 2011 turning out to be the year UK bass music goes semi-mainstream?" asked Pitchfork's Jess Harvell in an April review of Jamie Woon's Mirrorwriting. With the release of SBTRKT's self-titled debut right around the corner (June 28th), alongside Woon's output and the championing of James Blake, she may be onto something.

SBTRKT's record, which I've already spun several times between Sunday night and now, runs all over the place stylistically speaking; there's something for everyone. And while the LP is delivered in broad strokes, it's more than "generic UK garage."

Don't get me wrong, the lo-fi output of Burial, Zomby, Benga, Mount Kimbie or Kode9 define dubstep, but not everyone has an ear for a track like "Endorphin." Even if you do, do you always have the patience/appreciation for it? Wouldn't you rather just dance? Honestly, it's refreshing to hear London bass in a much more glossy, digestable form and SBTRKT delivers just that.

I could complicate things further by throwing around genre terms like funky, 2-step, drum & bass, four-on-the-floor, grime, ambient, or breakbeat, but the takeaway here is to cheers an album that captures UK electronic music in an easy-to-swallow 40 minutes, not to pick SBTRKT apart influence-by-influence; its originality exists in its straightforward delivery.

*Can we honestly not do any better than "Chillwave" or "Witch-house"?

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SBTRKT - Something Goes Right
SBTRKT - Right Thing to Do

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Album of the Week - James Blake by James Blake


I'm not sure which state I was flying over by the time I got to the the James Blake feature in the most recent issue of FADER. I don't remember what I was listening too at the time either. The piece, in typical FADER fashion, is a snapshot of the artist, detailing what you'd predict--where he lives, his disheveled record collection, and his thoughts on remixes. What struck me most wasn't the telling ephemera, but Blake's own musings on the resonance of his music.

"My theory on why people connect [with my music] is because a lot of people sit in front of their computers listening to music, and when I write I sit in front of the computer," explained Blake. “Having spoken to a lot of people, everyone is kind of just distracting themselves from the fact they are devastatingly alone. I know that sounds like quite a dramatic thing to say, and I don’t mean to be melodramatic, but I think that is a truism.”

"And maybe those people, sitting at home, 'with the lights off, in the evening, in their bedroom,' are as lonely as Blake when he writes his best songs," mused the piece's author.

Those sentences get at a point I've been unable to make in my own posting about the artist. Though I've tried to get at what makes Blake significant--why he connects with me and should connect with you--his words humanize the proceedings.

And that's important. As a blogger, it's up to me (us?) to help the cream rise to the top and explain why it deserves to be up there. I was talking to my friend Chris the other night about how music today isn't as good as it once was in the 60s and 70s. While that's a topic too big to unpack here, my short answer is that, nowadays, great music exists, you just need to know where to look.

Not just which websites to bookmark or RSS feeds to subscribe to, but which genres to mine.

There's no question Blake makes electronic music, but with each release, he's pushing the envolope further and further, injecting classical composition and organic textures, evolving England's dubstep sounds.

So how do I sell the idea of "post-dubstep" to someone like my friend Will, who listens to Bruce Springsteen and party rap almost exclusively? How do I explain this is a record for the patient, one that rewards a listener with a good set of headphones and an isolated hour to spare? I've labeled Blake avant garde as much to brace the listener as to define his sound.

The best answer I can come up with is a post like this, where quoting Blake secretly reveals a mission statement. Where the emotions behind the myriad samples and and strained vocals are spelled out by their owner. Where I try to earn your trust. There's brilliance to be heard here.

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Monday, August 17, 2009

The Antlers Visit Hospice

In a sonic landscape spilling over with overblown speakers and ADD electronics, subtlety can be an artist's greatest strength. Bon Iver's For Emma, Forever Ago was one of the most remarkable releases of 2008, armed only with stark acoustics and a gentle falsetto. With summer coming to an end, The Antlers have released this year's subtle masterpiece. However, Bon Iver comparisons begin and end with the band's sparse musicianship, ethereal vocals, and songs of loss.

Titled Hospice, the album uses a first-person narrative to tell the story of a man losing his lover to bone cancer, watching her die as he sits bedside, all while detailing memories, regrets and grief as a result of her death.

The record was self-released by the band in March, but its entire stock soon sold out due to overwhelming demand. This led to the band singing with Frenchkiss Records, who will re-release the album officially on August 18th.

Every aspect of the LP gives weight to its sober subject matter, from lead singer Peter Silberman's soft voice to hauntingly reverberated keyboards. Songs crescendo with the help of drummer Michael Lerner and multi-instrumentalist Darby Cicci, but the spotlight deservedly stays on Silberman, whose voice and piano or guitar alone define every track.

Using his backing band to only highlight his most urgent emotions, Silberman often chooses to go it alone with sole accompaniment from either a keyboard or guitar, creating an intimate sonic space for the listener. At times, the solo performer is given an aural backdrop that sounds more like the beeping and hissing of hospital room machines rather than looped electronics, all of which add to the elegiac collection of songs.

Whether taken in small doses or digested as a whole, Hospice makes for one of the most personal and profound listening experiences of the year.

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Bear - The Antlers

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Friday, March 14, 2008

Album of the Week

Shearwater's Palo Santo


Formed in 1999 as a side project for two members of Okkervil River, Will Sheff and Jonathan Meiburg, that could act as a showcase for the two’s quieter songs, Shearwater is a band with humble beginnings. Will Sheff is Okkervil River’s singer, primary songwriter, and guitarist, whereas Meiburg acts as the band’s pianist/organist. Originally, Shearwater’s focus as a band paralleled Sheff and Meiburg’s original intentions for the group, and Shearwater’s first three albums, along with one EP, consisted of softer material, with instrumentation and vocals split between the two Okkervil River musicians. That is, until 2006’s Palo Santo.

Originally released on Misra Records in 2006, the album led Shearwater to be signed to Matador Records, where the album was then re-packaged, partially re-recorded, re-mastered, and then re-released in 2007. It is that final product which is this week’s album of the week.

Shearwater’s fourth album is notable primarily because Sheff is no longer present in the same way he had been on previous Shearwater releases. No longer having to split vocal (or songwriting) duties, the band became primarily helmed by Meiburg (although Sheff does play some instruments on the album). The results of Meiburg’s lead are astounding, and the glimmers of promise seen on previous Shearwater records is pushed into the spotlight; Meiburg is a tremendous song writer.

With the background information out of the way, let’s talk the music. It’s somber, sober, and striking. All of the pop melody of Okkervil River is practically absent. The music isn’t lush or overly produced, but stark and straightforward. The songs do have rings of epic quality to them, however, they are soft and mostly meek. The songs themselves are mostly piano driven, as Meiburg relies on the instrument to set up almost every melody to each song. It leads the way amongst guitars, both distorted and crisp, pounding drums, and most important of all, Meiburg’s vocals.

For me, that is one of the most poignant elements of Shearwater. Meiburg’s voice is trained, beautiful, but also very expressive. When the man shouts, he shouts and you can feel the emotion. However, songs like opener “La Dame Et La Licorne,” act as a platform for Meiburg’s powerful, trained voice.

For the majority of this entry, I’ve said a lot about Palo Santo’s songs being piano driven, grave, and emotionally sobering, but I attest that I’m not describing some love-sick Coldplay rehash. No, this band is nothing of the sort. Combining a variety of instruments and elements, the record can be summed up in one word: beautiful. It has a “rocker” or two, but isn’t designed for blasting in your car. It’s to be saved for a night in and a bottle of red.

I’ve posted maybe one too many songs from the record for my album preview segment of this entry.

First off is “Red Sea, Black Sea,” the album’s second track. Perhaps the most uptempo, straightforward rock song on the record, the song does contain numerous Shearwater staples, including a great vocal track by Meiburg and an foot-tapping banjo lead.

Next is “White Waves,” which follows “Red Sea, Black Sea” as the album’s third track. It begins with a soft guitar melody and meek vocals from Meiburg, but bursts into a Wilco-inspired guitar-driven jam, complete with a steady drum beat.

Third is “Nobody,” an example of the record’s few minimalist, acoustic tracts. Made up of primarily Meiburg’s vocals and a muted acoustic guitar, the song is slow and soft, and Meiburg’s singing and guitar playing is a delicate as anywhere else on the album. What I love most about this song is the My Bloody Valentine inspired keyboard melody that hits around 1:43. For whatever reason, the dissonant noise sounds perfect for the album’s subtle sixth track.

Fourth is the piano driven “Seventy-Four, Seventy-Five.” The song explodes with blaring piano as Meiburg’s near-shouted vocals, upright bass, and winding trumpet join in. Once the heavy drums kick in, the song hits a stride that it doesn’t abandon until a soft bridge at the 2:22 mark. However, the song re-remerges soon thereafter, gaining back whatever steam the bridge may have abandoned.

Fifth is the aforementioned track, “La Dame Et La Licorne.” It’s easy to see how the bare-bones nature of this song could create dissonance for any listener, but for me, this song’s simple piano and woeful, powerful vocal track is brilliant. It’s the album opener and really sets the stage for what is to follow. The song begins with Meiburg’s vocals working against the rhythm set by his piano. By the time the song finds its footing, it becomes a striking, falsetto equipped ballad.

Last is the absolutely amazing “Hail, Mary.” Easily my favourite song of the entire record, any comment I’ve made here previously can be applied to this one song; each mentioned element of Shearwater’s music is present here and pulled off perfectly. If there’s one song on this preview mix that one would listen to, this is it. Techniques pulled off perfectly with excellent results. It's almost a disservice to the song by continuing to try to capture its sound. Like I’ve said, it’s everything I've previously said in this post about Shearwater, rolled into one song.

Just press play.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Album of the Week

The Body, The Blood, The Machine by The Thermals


Now, I too think it may be a little strange to name a record that’s a little more than a year old as my first album of the week. Maybe I should’ve started something more classic, a la Loveless, or maybe something recently really great. However, this album is just too damn good.

Released in August 2006, The Body, The Blood, The Machine is The Thermals' third record. According to the band's website, "the album tells the story of a young couple who must flee a United States governed by fascist faux-Christians" and there are certainly numerous religious themes and references throughout the record (most notably are the references to Noah in the second song I’ve posted, "Here’s Your Future"). However, none of the content is preachy, none of it is offensive; Remember, the young couple is fleeing fascist faux-Christians.

The sound of The Thermals is certainly interesting. Their previous releases have been more much centered on punk rhetoric and instrumentation, and although those elements are definitely present, the songs on this album are catchy as hell and the all-out punk ethic is toned down. If you’re like me, or some of the other people I know who also love the record, many of these songs are heavily repeat-worthy and listening to the record is more fun than anything else.

However, that’s not to say that the album doesn’t have its flaws. Some of the slower material drags at times (although some of the slow tunes are great, the band is obviously better equipped to "rock out"), and the band’s sound isn’t painstakingly different from song to song, which could give off an air of repetition. Also, lead singer Hutch Harris’ voice is something unique, and perhaps not for everyone. It’s a little nasally, but after listening to a song or two, it’s clear that his voice fits the music and the message perfectly.

Posted below are four of my favourite tracks from the album. "Pillar of Salt" is hands down, the album’s best track. Its up-tempo, catchy and Harris’ vocals are tremendous. You might say it has the capacity to give one chills. "Here’s Your Future" is the toe-tapping record opener whose religious allusions are pretty obvious. "Test Pattern" is a song where the band decides to slow things down a bit and a song in which they do so with great success. Lastly, I’ve posted "St. Rosa and the Swallows," which, although not a slow burning song, isn’t as fast as "Pillar of Salt" or "Here’s Your Future." It’s an all-around solid song, again with a great, sing-a-long, catchy vocal track.

My final word on this record is that it’s infectious. Check it out if you haven’t before.