Good call, Patrick. Funny that they don't have Kitchens of Distinction. It's obscure, but not that obscure. My last selection will be up tomorrow. Folks should be thinking about who wants to take over on Thursday or Friday.
Hrm. I think there was just really good stuff out when you were 14 or 15.
I dwell on stuff the stuff I listened to between 94-98. Still my favorite music.
I constantly get annoyed by people talking about terrible '90s music is because so many people seem to only be able to focus on a very tiny bubble of mainstream radio music, and the bubbles are different for different people. I have a huge affinity for early '90s records as well.
12/10/15 - Kamasi Washington @ Club Nokia // 12/12/15 - HEALTH @ Teragram Ballroom // 12/19/15 - Pity Sex @ Echo // 2/13/15 - Black Sabbath @ Mandalay Bay Events Center
3/19/15 - Clint Mansell @ Theater at Ace Hotel // 3/26/15 - Greg Dulli @ Teragram Ballroom
Pick #7 – The Blue Aeroplanes Swagger (1990)
This shouldn't work. Some guy recites free-verse poetry over indie-rock guitars, occasionally abandoning his own verse to use that of Sylvia Plath's. There're songs about fossils and androgyny and the symbolic power of colors. Oh, and of the seven band members listed on the album sleeve, someone named Wojtek Dmochowski is credited with "Dance." It should be terrible. But for almost thirty years The Blue Aeroplanes have been pretty spectacular. They hit an early 90's high-water mark with Swagger and Beatsongs, and I probably could've chosen either (or both). But Swagger, their fourth album, was my introduction to the band, and remains my favorite.
You get a pretty good feeling of what you're in for from the offing. Vocalist Gerard Langley intones, "Pick a card, any card/Wrong!" over Angelo Bruschini and Rodney Allen's film-noir guitars, and opener "Jacket Hangs" lurches into motion. Langley gets most of the attention, and with good reason. He doesn't sing, not even in the way Lou Reed "sings," and his spoken-word approach – which should come off like a gimmick but doesn't – inevitably makes the listener focus on his poetry. It's surprisingly good stuff, certainly better than a lot of conventional song lyrics, turning on striking sensory images: the "sound of violins drowned in gunfire"; hands that "flutter round the neck/like nervous birds"; the "grass bank ghosts" left by a riverside. Langley doesn't do anything flashy with his vocals, and his unadorned recitation allows the music to do most of the heavy lifting.
And Bruschini and Allen truly do yeoman's work on this album. Like I said, Langley commands a lot of the attention, but it just wouldn't work without the dual guitar accompaniment. They do the bluesy spy-movie stuff on "Jacket Hangs," unleash an echoing whirlwind on "...And Stones," work themselves up into a righteous fury on "Weightless," and exercise some sheer pop smarts on "Love Come Round" and "Anti-Pretty." And then there's what is, for me, the album's highlight: the delicate, pastoral "Your Ages." Over chiming guitars Langley recites some of the most vivid, affecting verses on the album, urging a lover to take advantage of the time they have: "In ten years everything will bleach to primer/And we'll lie in the light, grass bank ghosts." As Langley makes his final exhortation, the guitars pick up the pace and build to a churning crescendo before slowly tapering off. Strong stuff.
There are some other tricks that add to the enjoyment of the album. Michael Stipe guests on "What it Is," adding some distinctively Stipeian "oh"'s and "ah"'s, guitarist Allen takes the mic on the pretty, mandolin-led "Careful Boy," and "The Applicant" is the previously-mentioned Sylvia Plath adaptation. The band makes the poem its own, turning it into a muscular, percussive tune, climaxing as Langley bellows, "Will you marry it?" The album ends with the relentless drone of "Cat-Scan Hist'ry," the building storm of guitars and Langley's repeated vocal line complemented by the squeal of violins and clouds of feedback. This is a band that does a lot of different things well, and they're all pretty much on display here. Swagger, indeed.
If you like this, Spitting Out Miracles (their third album) shows you how they got to Swagger. It's not as strong, but the foundation is there. And apart from Beatsongs, which I mentioned above and is very much worth your time, 1994's Life Model is also worth checking out. They took a little hiatus through the late 90's and early 2000's, but they've released two albums recently, 2006's Altitude and 2011's vinyl-only Anti-Gravity, both of which show a band in very good health.
Bmack want to start this back up again?
Hey. I'm going to do this next week.
11/22: The Joy Formidable @ Rickshaw Stop
11/27: Interstellar Funk, PAN label showcase, M.E.S.H @ f8
11/28: Szare (live), Hodge @ f8
11/28: Nick Hoppner @ Monarch
12/1: The Dandy Warhols @ GAMH
12/4: !!! @ Slim's
12/5: Deerhunter @ 9:30 Club
12/6: Deerhunter @ Union Transfer
12/9: Kiasmos @ Mezzanine
12/11: HEALTH @ The Independent
Yes!! you've been promising to educate me about "good" EDM for years now. My mind remains skeptical but open. Parse that.
There's so much out there, Tom. Those quotes will be gone in no time!