top 50 tracks of 2011

Happy New Year!

Here we have my favorite tracks of the year. They are not ranked and some are tracks from my favorite albums previously listed. And some of these tracks are from artists I couldn’t escape this year. It shines light on my obsession with music: I am willing to follow the over-hyped press of bands I hate just to be sure I know enough to hate them. Those tend to be the bands I obsess the most over, which is a very surreal realization. Enjoy!

1. More Than Muscle/Luke Temple/Don’t Act Like You Don’t Care

2. Yonkers/Tyler, The Creator/Goblin

Ever since I saw the video for this, like the rest of the world I couldn’t get Tyler off my mind. With 34 million views [just on youtube] and counting, this video is spineless. The racking of Tyler and the clean black and white helps clear our mind visually so we won’t be on sensory overload. His lyrics shift shapes while his expressions and delivery sell it. This video plays in my head every time I hear the song. I think you can agree.

3. Spooky Jookie/Man Man/Life Fantastic

4. Middle Of The Cake/Das Racist/Relax

5. Senator/Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks/Mirror Traffic

The toxin’s American made. What an incredible opening line, not to mention the chorus [I know what the senator wants/what the senator wants is a blow job]. Malkmus can’t seem to get America off his mind. I think he did us proud.

6. San Francisco/WATERS/Out In The Light

7. Cave Song/WU LYF/Go Tell Fire To The Mountain

7. Cruel/St. Vincent/Strange Mercy

While this album didn’t sell me, this song did. Cruel has the Annie Clark shredding touch. Annie has it all: a beautiful voice and face. Her song writing is elegant and creepy. The image she has managed to craft of herself is unforgettable. Actor still remains my favorite. But this track will find its way into loads of mix tapes.

8. Doorstep/tUnE-yArDs/w h o k i l l

9. Beth/Rest /Bon Iver/Bon Iver

This song seemed to be everyone’s biggest complaint about Bon Iver. But since I first heard it, it was my favorite. We all agree that it’s hard to chose a favorite on here. Beth/Rest is unlike anything Vernon has ever made. [Who knows? Maybe we'll see some synth heavy Bon Iver records in the future?] This album is powerful and this closing track seems to tie it up for me, perfectly.

10. Modern Art/Black Lips/Arabia Mountain

11. Don’t Move/Phantogram/Nightlife

12. Cake/Federal Funding/Showroom Of Compassion

Cake might be one of the first bands I’ve ever loved. [Right next to Led Zeppelin.] I saw the last of three sold out shows at DC’s 930 club and got to sing along to every song. And I wasn’t crazy about this record when I first heard it. It was John McCrea in the flesh [and maybe the ominous capitol building in the distance] that made me fall in love with this whole record.

13. New Beat/Toro Y Moi/Underneath The Pine

14. Operation/Yuck/Yuck

15. Machu Picchu/The Strokes/Angles

Here is where my geeky audio production side emerges. I love The Strokes. Angles has some glittering production on it. Machu Picchu has panning and guitar production work unlike any other. It can stand alone for me. But it doesn’t have to. As an album opener, it shall stay on a list of great opening tracks with that slide, hit and unforgettable line I’m Putting Your Patience To The Test. While Casablancas was teasing us, making us wait four years for this album, he knew [as he always does] that it would be worth the wait.

16. Book of Revelation/The Drums/Portamento

Due to the fact that this song has great hooks [and that my roommate would play it on repeat till the end of the earth if no one stopped her] I found the true ‘track’. A song everyone is bound to love and you’ll find yourself singing it everywhere.

17. Bumper/Cults/Cults

One of the bands I loathe finds itself on this list. I saw Cults open for Best Coast [quite a bill, I know] in a tiny room in Georgetown University’s campus center. There were enough drunk underclassmen talking through every performance to make me sick. [I became livid and wasn't consoled when Bethany Cosentino, admittedly drunk herself, didn't give a care.] Cults are shown everywhere as the weird boy-girl/brother-sister duo. [They actually used to date and went to The New School in Manhattan together: how they met. They used to have no online presence, but then all of a sudden they were everywhere: hence the obsession.] When I saw them there must’ve been five or so other long dark haired sibling-like-bandmates backing them up. Ever since I’ve never been able to buy it. Until this song became charming enough for me to not realize I was singing along to it.

18. Run Right Back/The Black Keys/El Camino

19. Drinking Problem/Surfer Blood/Tarot Classics EP

20. Nerve Damage!/Unknown Mortal Orchestra/Unknown Mortal Orchestra

Unknown Mortal Orchestra opened for Toro Y Moi, the second time I saw Chaz, at DC’s Black Cat. I was so excited at the thought of hearing this song [perhaps my favorite track of the year, despite this very list's non-ranking nature] live. Nevertheless, they opened with it. My only complaint is that it’s too short. Clocking in at 2:14 it tricks us into psychedelia for the first 20 seconds. But then they remind us punk is alive with a Captain Beefheart sound-a-like and a charming 2 minute overly simple riff.

21. Jesus Fever/Kurt Vile/Smoke Ring For My Halo

22. Eyes Be Closed/Washed Out/Within And Without

I won’t loathe Ernest Greene like I do Cults. His World Cafe Live episode helped turn me around. I spent time back-listening to his previous releases, that I think show more fun and wash out way better than Within And Without, only to find myself disappointed in this record. But not disappointed enough to find myself enjoying Eyes Be Closed on the radio the other day, realizing that a track can sometimes out-weigh an album.

23. Standing O/Wilco/The Whole Love

No matter what, this song always puts me [you] in a good mood.

24. Thunder On The Mountain/Wanda Jackson/The Party Ain’t Over

A Bob Dylan cover, yes. Wanda Jackson is 74 years young. And her friend and producer [and slick guitarist, like we haven't heard him since De Stijl] Jack White turned this one on its head. With a horn section to boot! [The other key to my heart, first being White himself.] This song is just part of an incredibly loud, rocking record that was too overlooked this year.

25. Radio/Raphael Saadiq/Stone Rollin’

26. Daydreaming/Middle Brother/Middle Brother

Some people can’t get past the whine [or shall I say wine] in John McCauley’s voice. I can’t get enough of it. The twang he brings to this folk-super-group [him+Taylor Goldsmith of Dawes and Matt Vasquez of Delta Spirit] is my favorite part of it. And I’m so glad I remembered this track because I fell in love with McCauley all over again.

27. The Bump/Deer Tick/Divine Providence

But I fell out of love when he could barely hold a song together. Never have I seen a performer as loaded as John McCauley leading Deer Tick at DC’s 930 Club. A friend passed on to me that he bragged about a heroin binge during another live show. His lyrics and storytelling in his records lead you to believe he might not make the long haul. So does the shared lead vocals on most of Divine Providence [foreshadowing? I hope not.] I just hope he can hold it together because I can’t get enough croon.

28. Cool Vapors/Jacuzzi Boys/Glazin’

29. In My Head/Dum Dum Girls/Only In Dreams

30. (You’re So Square) Baby, I Don’t Care/Cee Lo Green/Rave On Buddy Holly

The other sweet sleeper hit from Rave On Buddy Holly comes from, gasp, Kid Rock. This song is a carnival made for everyone. I think it was this record that finally let me love the art of the cover. Buddy Holly’s songs stand up everywhere and they’ll just get better with every reinvention.

31. Don’t Sit Down ‘Cause I’ve Moved Your Chair/Arctic Monkeys/Suck It And See

Pure rock. What a riff.

32. Let England Shake/PJ Harvey/Let England Shake

Winner of England’s Mercury Prize, the title track of this record is unsettling. In a good way. The gruesome lyrics and autoharp, xylophone, mellotron, Rhodes, piano and – well, add your imagination and stir – create a sound literally unlike any other. She is masterful in her body of work. This whole record flaunts it, for all to see. Just in case we forgot.

33. How Come You Never Go There/Feist/Metals

34. Make Some Noise/the Beastie Boys/Hot Sauce Committee Part Two

Another incredible opening line back on the mic is the anti-depressa. I said it once and I’ll say it again. This record let me discover the Beastie Boys’ back catalog and I can’t go a day without them now.

35. Can’t You Tell/Vetiver/Errant Charm

36. Holding On To Black Metal/My Morning Jacket/Circuital

37. DNA/The Kills/Blood Pressures

38. Second Friend/Megafaun/Megafaun

39. Posters/Youth Lagoon/The Year Of Hibernation

Surprised at this youngster’s success, straight out of the weirdness that is Boise, ID. What else are you going to do? You live in Idaho. You’re going to make music in your bedroom, until Fat Possum finds you, gets your record everywhere and sends you out to see the world. While his music really does all sound the same, its charming. And charm never goes overlooked here.

40. Diamond Way/JEFF The Brotherhood/We Are The Champions

41. Santa Fe/Beirut/The Rip Tide

42. Several Shades Of Why/J Mascis/Several Shades Of Why

This real life guitar hero delivers on this acoustic solo album. This album almost makes me cry on some tracks. It’s just a glance into the brain that gave us Dinosaur Jr. I’m so glad that J will share this side of us with him. It makes the picture more complete.

43. Me And Lazarus/Iron & Wine/Kiss Each Other Clean

44. Ice Cream/Battles/Gloss Drop

45. What A Pleasure/Beach Fossils/Beach Fossils

Nothing this band does can live up to the forgettable self titled debut from last year. It is forgettable. But not to me. I love this band. And as far as I’m concerned the only wrong they do is not enough touring.

46. Top Bunk/Gauntlet Hair/Gauntlet Hair

47. Weekend/Class Actress/Rapprocher

48. Up Up Up/Givers/In Light

49. Die/Girls/Father, Son, Holy Ghost

50. It’s Him!/White Denim/D

This psych-jam that White Denim calls an album has surprises around every corner. The single Street Joy manages to sound like nothing else on this album, but it makes it even more delightful. All of these songs speak for themselves, and their musicianship. I can’t wait for more.

the year’s records #11-#1

Part of the fun in music writing and broadcast is discussing records and releases in a ranked order and getting into, hopefully, heated discussions with friends and family members. I encourage everyone to make their own year end lists for records, top tracks, performances, videos, comebacks…whatever you like. And while you run the course, enjoy mine!

10. Helplessness Blues – Fleet Foxes

Helplessness Blues

A capella and choral singing has never been more in style. This record is beautiful enough to make you cry. Tears of happiness, of course. It’s a soundtrack to every rolling hill and city sidewalk daydream. You couldn’t escape Fleet Foxes this year. Everyone loves them. This record lives among few where the music speaks for itself. It makes you feel at peace with everything. You’ll just close your eyes and…


9. El Camino – The Black Keys

El Camino

It was hard to consider this album for a year end list, for all of us I hope, because of its recent release: December 6. But any rock and roll lover can’t deny their inner self that you just love The Black Keys. This record is full of hard work and volume. You can never crank it up too high. The year would be incomplete without it. I hope every year we can see a record from the Black Keys and maybe find it in all of our top ten lists.

8. Tarot Classics EP – Surfer Blood

Tarot Classics

Don’t let people tell you that album art isn’t important anymore in the digital age. It is. Surfer Blood managed to keep with their cut-up-whole image on this October EP. The second EP on my year end top 20, this one will always be four songs too short. I sing along to every verse and chorus every time. Happy with this sophomore release I am ecstatic that they kept their sound without letting it get boring. I hope the boys do us proud in 2012. Until then, savor these Classics.


7. Circuital – My Morning Jacket

Circuital

My Morning Jacket really delivered on their sixth studio album. Returning home to Louisville, KY they gave us rock, psychedelia, angelic choirs and folk at its best. This record is a massive sound. It hushes us to sleep with Wonderful (The Way I Feel) it and reminds us why we fell in love with Jim James in the first place with Holding On To Black Metal. When you play it start to finish it seems impossible. And then you’re so glad it’s real.

6. The Whole Love – Wilco

The Whole Love

For those of you who really know me, you know that I will never love anything like I love Wilco. This record plays like a greatest hits. Every song is a great song. As a follow up to the disappointing Wilco (the Album) this record delivers some of Tweedy’s most charming lyrics. They can be considered romantic gibberish, but I consider it an endless love song to life. Only Jeff Tweedy can make the lyric “i was born to die alone” sound so admirable. All over this record there are tiny sonic details. Details of keyboards, of horn sections, panning, hand claps and some winning sound effects on the great Capitol City. This record is so good it’s like candy.


5. Out In The Light - WATERS

Out In The Light

I found out about this band because of this. Like a lot of my upcoming favorites, it was an accident. Van Pierszalowski was the front man of the now defunct Port O’Brien. And thank god they’re defunct. I hope there is more of this project to come. These songs are wonderfully written with short movements of simple rock, sometimes surf rock, hooks and great choruses. When you listen to it sound gets pushed into your body through every pore, whether or not you’re ready for it. Van says the record is about starting over. Lets hope that he starts over every year.


4. Bon Iver – Bon Iver

Bon Iver

Remember when iTunes accidentally put this record up for sale for about two seconds? Not many people do. But I do. I was part of the lucky few who had this record early. So much has already been said about this record. Justin Vernon is out of his lone cabin, made friends with Kanye West and showed us that he doesn’t care about his Grammy nominations [record and song of the year, best new artist, best alternative album]. I’m not sure why anyone would dismiss any sort of honor. It’s a remarkable record that deserves all the press and recognition its received this year. I’ll never forget the day I got it. It was mid May – weeks before the June 2nd release – and the sun was shining. I sat on my bedroom floor and blasted it into the warm evening. When a record paints a picture like that, you never forget it. None of us ever will.

3. Life Fantastic – Man man

Life Fantastic

Nothing makes a room full of people more uncomfortable than putting on this record and letting it play. I found this album by accident too. Having grown up in the New Jersey suburbs of Philadelphia, finding a band you genuinely love from your city and are mildly obsessed with [like Dr. Dog] makes it even more fun. [Considering Philadelphia isn't known for their psychedelic strange bands.] The lyrics are uncomfortable [like Haute Tropique's tale of turning people into furniture] and the instruments and percussives get weirder and weirder as the album goes on [like everyone's desire to immediately fast forward through Dark Arts' opening.] This album taught me patience. I found myself listening to it more and more because I was singing the melodies aloud to myself on the streets. I couldn’t get the songs out of my head. The experiments of Man Man are scary to many and usually un-listenable to most. [Listen up Tom Waits fans.] Not many bands include :51 long instrumental tracks. But that just makes me love them more.


2. Go Tell Fire On The Mountain – WU LYF

Go Tell Fire To The Mountain

If you thought Man Man was weird, brace yourself. The top of my list this year is a weird fest. After appearing as almost invisible on the internet all year, WU LYF [World Unite Lucifer World Foundation - pronounced Woo Life] is an English band that blew me away, once again, accidentally. I listened to almost all of it on a whim getting sucked in to each track more and more. I bought my $12 dollar ticket to their show at DC’s Rock and Roll Hotel months in advance out of sheer joy and excitement. While their lyrics seem indecipherable almost all of the time, the sound and production remain unique. No other album this year sounds like this one. I’ve read that they are working on a sophomore album. And psychotic excitement has set in.


1. w h o k i l l - tUnE-yArDs

w h o k i l l

 I know I said I found three other albums in my top ten by accident. And I promise I’m not lying when I say the same about this. Like when you find a favorite book from being drawn to the cover, I found my favorite album because I couldn’t get over how weird it looked. Now, knowing what I know, it seems perfectly weird. w h o k i l l is my number one because it’s simply the best. This record is so fresh. It is unlike anything else. Merrill Garbus is one of the most incredible singers and performers I have ever seen. [And I find it safe to say, will ever see.] Sasha Frere-Jones wrote about her in May [and those of you with online subscriptions can enjoy here and find out why she chose such crazy capitalization] and I fell in love with her further. Her World Cafe Live episode is worth your attention too. Some people have had a hard time with it, which is understandable. Listening to the tracks away from the album can sour the mood when you lose the context. But when if you give it time, a few months even, you will find love for her. I can’t imagine living life without tUnE-yArDs and that’s why she is simply the best.


this year’s records in review: #20 – #11

Year end lists are out. I’ve spent the last two weeks crafting mine. Listening to your favorite records of the year in their entirety is really the only way to do it. [I could rant here about how listening to an album from start to finish is the only way to hear a band and understand them: listening to songs in the order presented, letting it rise and fall, and taking you a different place every spin. But I digress..]

We have the folks at NPR‘s All Songs Considered – who are full of surprises, Stereogum, who were the first to put out their top 50 list [which I was baffled by]. SPIN put out a list that seriously makes you rethink your own choices, and the classic debatable Pitchfork [who also feel the need to do an Honorable Mention list - because they're Pitchfork and they're here to annoy you.] And Rolling Stone manages to take the cake, as always, in endless jaw dropping I-Can’t-Believe-They-Did-That-isms all over their list.

Too many of the indie publications included Youth Lagoon while Watch The Throne managed to find itself in a lot of the Top 10′s – which I will never understand [makin' records just for flexin', between what have become two hip hop giants, seems to be who can overproduce and over sample more. Boring boring boring record.] Fucked Up made some surprises at SPIN [including the cover of their magazine - nice photo]. Paul Simon crashed the party at Rolling Stone [while Bon Iver is hard to find and Radiohead claimed a spot that shouldn't belong to them.] Yuck got left out of too many places and chillwave has become a tidal wave. We all have our complaints.

In an effort to constantly create conversation I want to remind us all that it’s important to separate the Best from your Favorite. [Chuck Klosterman taught me that at a signing of his paperback edition of Killing Yourself To Live.] When building my list I was clearly choosing my favorites [which can get tricky] and trying to keep my favorite and the best apart. But then I realized that my favorites are what I think are the best. At first I didn’t want to put them in a ranked order, but then what’s the fun in that?

20. Rave On Buddy Holly - Various Artists

It is in no way shape or form a cop out to include a various artists compilation album in a year end list. Never forget that. The fact is that this album is full of great songs – written by one of the greatest songwriters who is forgotten too often – performed by a collective of talented artists that get the big picture [and understand why they were included in the project.] You can find my full, original, review of it here.

19. Megafaun – Megafaun

Psych folk rock has certainly found its place, even if we never knew it existed. This September surprise from the North Carolina band is charming and full of sound effects [really.] Their songs rise and fall with movements of motion and the whole record gives you the feeling of undulation. Their episode of World Cafe Live from WXPN is worth a listen.

18. Stone Rollin’ - Raphael Saadiq

Raphael Saadiq is the second youngest in his family of fourteen, so he knows how to work with a large collective of people. [Including, from his 2008 release The Way I See It Jay-Z, Joss Stone and Stevie Wonder.] Movin’ is slow on soul and just as fast with R&B. The sounds on this record have come out of another time. But thank god its ours.


17. D – White Denim

This band can play. Opening your show with a twenty minute long jam in a small club can really leave an impression on someone. Knowing their instruments, they also know how to craft a record. D not only shows us that this Austin band has experience playing together live [which can make or break you] but that they know they’re way around a recording studio. Telling a story with a record  has never sounded so good.

16. Suck It And See - Arctic Monkeys

After hearing this record and dismissing it I went and back listened to their previous albums [also in an effort to make sense of their instantly sold out show at the 930 club here in DC.] It took me some time, but I realized their trick. Lyricism isn’t their best. It’s their musicianship. These lads from Sheffield know how to rock with riffs. It’s their music you get lost in and the words you can almost laugh at – in a great way. For the lucky masses who are seeing The Black Keys on their upcoming arena tour also get English rock as the Monkeys are opening.


15. Yuck – Yuck

I actually have this image on a tee shirt [which always shocks people, but the art is too good to pass up.] Saw them open for Tame Impala in May at DC’s Black Cat Main Stage. And it was then I was converted from a skeptic to a lover. They headlined the same club a few months later and shook me a second time. I look forward to hearing their sophomore record – hoping that it’s diverse while keeping that indie mod 90′s experimental sound. Until then I’ll keep listening to this album and be surprised how great it can be every time.

14. Hot Sauce Committee Part 2 - the Beastie Boys

Back on the mic is the anti-depressa. This album came at me like nothing else. It has certified The Beastie Boys catalog in my daily diet. You can stream the full album from their site, watch a short version of the 30 minute film here and laugh at the nostalgic star studded trailer every day. These three still know what makes great hip hop, in fact they always did. Have you had your Beasties today?

13. Only In Dreams – Dum Dum Girls.

Seeing them live solidified my love for this all girl rock band. But after learning about this record from their World Cafe Live episode I gained a bigger appreciation for it.  The loss of Dee Dee’s mother as inspiration to everything from the album art [that's her on the cover] to basic song writing made me realize that these dreamy pop songs dig deeper than any other revival beach fuzz band [see Cults, Best Coast et al.]


12. Errant Charm – Vetiver

This album might not be my favorite but it sure is my favorite record to travel to. A constant in my earphones for long train rides, it’s a soundtrack to watch the countryside. Folk rock is so popular right now. And even though I have my platter to choose from, this is my favorite. Something about the humble singing, piano charm and acoustic love struck a chord.


11. Freaking Out! EP – Toro Y Moi

Nothing put me off more than this record. I couldn’t believe an artist would put out an EP the same year as a record that already did him so well. And now I can’t believe myself. This year has become the year of the EP – as you’ll see later another finds itself in my list. There’s something to say about a short record in these digital days. When an artist can deliver brevity full of A-sides it becomes something you cherish. It’s romantic even. You never want it to end. But then you realize you can listen to it again and again – happy as a clam. Yes, this record sounds like it belongs in the 1980s. But it taught me that my persistence in revisiting music to understand and challenge myself [and my listening habits] can only pay off.

The Black Keys/El Camino

This record is a smash, opening with the first single ‘Lonely Boy’. Out on December 6th, the fourth record with Nonesuch, The Black Keys’ seventh studio album El Camino is an advanced sound of their body of work. Produced by Danger Mouse [whose hands have been in projects as far back as The Grey Album and as soon as this year's Rome with Daniele Luppi]  and the duo themselves, El Camino is full of production. [Finally a band that uses panning!] The detail in recording is so heavy that you barely notice it. Seamless layers of Auerbach’s dirty guitar mingle with hand claps and chorus. Patrick Carney will always stand out as one of the most underrated rock drummers. He is concise and holds it together. Tight, unusual drum fills back up raunchy guitar solos and that raspy croon – the Keys’ signature sound.

actually, its a Chrysler minivan

The only complaints about this band remain that all their music sounds the same and blends into one. But El Camino gives us a varied song structure and, if possible, shows off better use of their instruments. The Black Keys use the same sounds, yes. But they make memorable records where each stands out on its own. Auerbach and Carney have been perfecting their craft for ten years, from their cover of ‘She Said She Said’ on their debut The Big Come Up in 2002 to the heavily underrated twangs found on 2008′s Attack & Release.

Track four, ‘Little Black Submarines’ [below], shows off Auerbach’s tender acoustic side [much like parts of his 2009 solo effort Keep It Hid]. While you fall in love with it just long enough, the fender rhodes smoothing you over in the background, electricity kicks in with riffs, solos and more standout drumming from Carney. It gives us two versions of the same song on the same track. The Black Keys showed us on Brothers that they can make a record where not only is every track a hit, but is also built on smarts. El Camino is full of them: ‘Money Maker’, ‘Stop Stop’, ‘Gold On The Ceiling’ and b-side single ‘Run Right Back’ all flaunt their hooks – but this time with wah wahs and gender-mixed choruses while all are coated with meticulous musicianship.


Savoring this rock is hard. The only thing you can do wrong is play it too much, too soon. First you’ll bob your head, then you’ll sing along and soon enough you’ll find yourself dancing. [It's never too soon for choreography.] With hand claps on ‘Sister’, the charming, destroyed love of broken hearts are washed away on the grunge channel, The Black Keys way. Sometimes the guitar is too perfect. It sounds like a machine. Carney’s drums morph towards the close of ‘Hell Of A Season’ [below] and sound industrial. It’s refreshing.


The Black Keys know their place as producers, musicians and marketers. They are here to rock backing up traditional styles and sounds with original design and personal touch. Blues rock is meant for every season and every age. Loud music was meant to be heard this way, in excellence. El Camino has keys layered with guitars, heartache, and if you listen close enough, the portrait of every small rock club you hope to see. Carney and Auerbach are longtime friends and have been writing together since the beginning. While they both have had their hands in other projects, it is here where they belong. And it is here, where I hope they’ll stay. You can pre-order at their website while admiring every tasteful minivan of the past.

the fourth wall comes down

Usually performers stay in their world on stage. And everyone else watching plays along. It’s what makes live theater so fun. But then they can break the fourth wall and directly address the audience. Breaking the fourth wall lives in all mediums. Lyrics address their own pop song and Wayne Campbell narrates his collection of hair nets and name tags right into the camera. But in the online world, there is no fourth wall. The participants are the audience and visa versa. The method of distribution has changed. Instead of being controlled by few, it is (or can be) all of us. And there are so many of us involved that it doesn’t matter that its happening at the same time. [Mind, we are still learning to deal with an overflow. Also mind the gatekeepers.] But if the fourth wall is still there, it’s tiny and shrinking.

So it seems strange to me why people are still discussing do-it-yourself, or DIY if you will. When I hear the phrase do-it-yourself in music I think about early record labels like SST and tales of Black Flag and the Minutemen touring in a friend’s van. Since those ‘early days’ DIY has become commonplace in music. With the rise of what technology and home recording have become, how could it not?  Between the online soon-to-be-famous hip hop mixtape and chillwave sweeping the nation, we’ve seen nobodys become everybodys on the cover of magazines and national press discuss those bedroom heroes.

Odd Future has been one of the most talked about acts of the year online, and they began with online mixtapes and track releases - just like Washed Out, Cults, Lil B, Wiz Khalifa and A$AP Rocky – who ended up signing a $3 million dollar deal with Sony/RCA. The majors are snatching up the minors, if they’re lucky. [Part of his $3 million is going to fund a group label A$AP Worldwide.]

These acts have captured the attention of anyone with the internet. But this whole list, aside from the Odd Future collective, have been boring to me. [Odd Future is one of the newest sounds this year has seen. And certainly the best hip hop.] I’m still baffled by the hype surrounding Washed Out and Cults. It proves the point that if enough fingers point in the same direction, we’ll all turn our head.

SPIN Dec. 2011

It’s an uneasy feeling, thinking that everyone buys into the same sounds. I recently spent time back-listening to WXPN’s World Cafe episodes. In his  20th Anniversary compilation episode Beck said something in particular that struck me. That ‘samples have become so expensive, almost as much as an album budget, it has shoved hip hop into a world of generic drum machines’, where they all start to sound the same. ‘It’s pushed us away from traditional hip hop that was built off borrowing music and samples’, like DJ Kool Herc, Public Enemy, Run-DMC and the Beastie Boys. While the home mixtape makes for great artist discovery, what follows can and usually leads to  generic production.

Home recording leaves me troubled. While some of it works, others lose their detail. It’s where we get washed up sounds of dreamy scapes and undecipherable mumblings. Indie rock home recordings all start to blend together perhaps because they are all coming from the same place. But even knowing this, I know we cannot live without home recording. Without it we would have a fraction of content to discuss and it would strain the creative freedom of so many. Basement tapes and backyard sessions are just the natural progression.

While it seems to be working in hip hop’s favor, chillwave and indie rock are getting more and more boring. [Or shall I say 'bro-ing'?] They are all steeping in success, while the sounds and lyrics are diluting. Maybe it’s just mimicking the Turn On, Tune In, Drop Out psychedelia of the mid 60s. And chillwave is the answer to the new apathetic recession era twenty-somethings. As for hip hop, still Odd Future aside, it’s been unimpressive. Especially the new Drake (wait, were we ever impressed?) And I love it when your hair’s still wet/Cause you just took a shower/Running on a treadmill, and only eating salad/Sounds so smart, like you graduated college/Like you went to yale, but you probably went to Howard. Boring and generic. I was distracted and almost forgot that he was in a Sprite commercial…but then I remembered that he looks like a marketing tool.

 

Not only do I still miss rock and roll, I am growing more and more frustrated with new music. M83 belongs in a Victoria’s Secret commercial and not in the new chillwave front-runners section. The end of the year is strangely looming. Thank god we have one more coming. El Camino from The Black Keys is out Dec. 6th. Until then, its month old records and strict listening – to make sure I know my place. Do you know yours?

rock and roll, i miss you-

New music has been dissatisfying. The majority of new acts have become one man synth bands. We either get that or A$AP Rocky- which seems to fulfill people’s hip hop needs with drum machines and lyrics full of hype and swag. Nothing profound [also see Watch The Throne. Note: this is in no way shape or form hatred towards hip hop. I love hip hop. Thank you, Das Racist. It's just this indie hip hop world  is pop rap. Simply here to entertain white bread and dilute the genre's necessary racial lines.]

Where have all the rock bands gone?

I have found one recently, barely recent with their record released on September 9th, that I’ve fallen in love with. WATERS, dare I say it, is a one man band. But he isn’t the kind that hides behind his buttons and nobs. Van Pierszalowski, mouthful: yes, plays rock and roll guitars. Imagine that. Out In The Light rocks really hard and is embedded with indie rock charms, full of folk and romance. I love it more each spin.


Another new romantic record happens to be from a returning favorite band, Surfer Blood. Tarot Classics EP is four songs too short, hence the romance. The listening is intimate because after the first time, you replay it out of  bare necessity. It’s great to hear a band take their original sound from a debut, keep it, and manage to make something fresh.


 

They still remain Surfer Blood – but you aren’t tired of them. Their catchy, wavy songs from Astrocoast are charming and unforgettable. And the new EP is a hopeful look into the future. It’s a new band who used their second release to show us that they wont be swallowed up in the blogosphere. That they wont be a one-record-wonder. That they might really have something to sonically show for themselves. I just hope more bands in this boat can deliver a sophomore record. Debut favorites from Yuck [who are already strangely releasing a remaster] WU LYF (below) and Unknown Mortal Orchestra only get my hopes up further. All of which, by the way, are excellent live shows. WU LYF’s drummer is the best I’ve seen all year.


I dearly hope they don’t get washed out with chillwave acts. In a recent interview, Bradford Cox [of Deerhunter and Atlas Sound] spoke about the chillwave ‘movement’ [his word, not mine]:  “Chillwave came along, and it turned ambient music into this perfume that overwhelmed the room. It used to feel therapeutic, but then it started to feel like people would put anything through three delay pedals.” I’m not sure I could’ve said it better myself. From Toro Y Moi, whose new EP, Freaking Out belongs in 1986 [it took me a few listens, but I really do dig it (listen to a goodie below)], to M83′s Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming and Panda Bear and Washed Out remixes from Clams Casino and The Weeknd and newly hyped Glass Candy – I am overwhelmed. Thank god we are hearing more from White Denim. And I’ve fallen in love with Patrick Carney all over again as he produces the new album from Tennis [a band I've recently realized I love. And I love how little excitement has surrounded them. Maybe I can keep them to myself for a little while longer.]


Consider this a love note to rock and roll. I miss you. Please come back soon. Bring my variety and be more brash. And also, as a post script to chillwave, or whatever it is you call your remixes and mash-ups, revisits and reissues: take a break. I’d love to hear something different. Few of you have surprised me, mostly you all sound alike. As for the rest of you…

dr. …i think i have Shuffle Syndrome

At one point, everyone listened to music the same way. You bought a new record and put it on your stereo. Listening parties weren’t what they are now. Listening Parties weren’t even a thing – it was just how folks got together to listen to a new album, or any music. Today we have so many ways to listen to music through so many portals, websites and devices. And unless you find yourself among audiophiles, communal listening is rare outside of bars and actual concerts. People hide away in their headphones and keep others out by blaring music from their car. Although there is one device that the masses use, and prefer, that might end up hurting them in the end.

The iTunes Shuffle is breeding lazy listeners. No one has to make a sonic decision and everyone is fine with it. The album is lost. Popular music and top 40 is being swallowed up by an endless sea of drum machines and overproduction. Availability to all is excellent, but with such great artistic power we need to cherish artistic responsibility, which is drowning.

Pandora provides “easy listening” the same way with effortlessness. Although it does help you discover new music, all the work is done for you. Shuffling your songs creates song ADD and restless listeners. About ten years ago radio stations starting popping up in major cities, Ben FM, Jack FM – usually a generic name with generic programming. Actually no programming at all – all the stations play are hits and commercials, keeping their listeners satisfied with the music they know and love. With the rise of the shuffle we have lost our love for deep tracks and misplaced the art of the mix tape.

There is the function to shuffle between artists and within an album but it compromises the artist’s original intent for their record, their art. Musicians record certain tracks in a certain order, placing the single just so and the uppers and downers far enough apart and close enough together.

The Shuffle is undoubtedly a function that changes the way masses listen to music. But is it changing the way popular music is being released? Deferring people from listening to albums [making full albums less common and less known] and just preferring the hits? We go to bars where bands only play covers that everyone knows. DJs blare familiar music, to sing along to. No one is in control. More Than A Feeling has left us in the dark. Rarities and B-sides may be somewhere in the shuffle but unless we step outside our comfort zone and stop ourselves from skipping forward we might never Go Our Own Way.

Just the other day I was sitting in a diner eating lunch with two friends. There was constant play of old R&B records, Georgia On My Mind, It’s In His Kiss, Signed Seal Delivered, Mamma Told Me, Please Mr. Postman. “Isn’t it great that no matter how many times we remaster the same songs over and over again, no matter what – these songs still sound great. They stand up on their own, after all these years,” my roommate narrated. It got me to thinking how we still love the music from fifty and sixty years ago. Will it take years for a generation to pass before the music of our age becomes the new favorite? Or will it ever? “I wonder when we’ll hear our hits played everywhere, if ever?” I continued. Will we be lost in a continuous shuffle of our own hits years from now? Or will people just always stick to what they know and never move on? I can’t help but think if I am overreacting…

I always have, and always will, listen to full records. It’s how you get to know the artist, record by record you can hear how they grow, change, get better or worse. You can fully digest the art. The shuffle has always seemed useless to me. Like watching only bits and pieces of my favorite movies, why would I not listen to the whole record? Sure hits compilations are useful, but without the full record we never hear the music in between the hits.

iTunes is the most popular and most used music listening program – with its great organization and dominant operating system in dominant music listening devices – the shuffle is everywhere. Other programs have adapted to it and it’s possibilities are as endless as your library. The only ending I can provide is hope that you will listen to full records, or start to, or continue to. Don’t be lazy with your music. The same way we need to know our food, as it enters our body, we need to know our music. It’s just as much a part of us as all the other choices we make. Life is about choices and we need to make them. Or else we might just get lost in the Shuffle.

what have you been listening to lately?

I want to challenge and change the way people think about and talk about music. Force them to listen and step outside their comfort zone. Find the losers, b-sides, unknown and walk through the great uncomfortable curves.


In the same vein of saying no to gatekeepers, RSS feeds, and Rolling Stone’s history of music, we need to experiment with everything. Talk to people of all kinds about what music they love and why. Spending time with people from different musical backgrounds – musicians and not, avid followers and people stuck in the past, elitists and top 40 radio folks – they all need to be heard (even if its hard to listen to some of them.) Making everyone’s opinions and ideas about music available and letting them know that what they think and say about music is valid is just as important as listening to music. We cannot rule out music and we cannot rule out people. If every band is someone’s favorite, every song someone’s favorite – listening to the individual can help individuality in music and unique, innovative art thrive.

Whatever it takes for people to engage in the conversation. Little kids need to listen to Led Zeppelin. You need to go see a band live before hearing them on the album. Scan the dial from the Spanish radio stations to the classical and through top 40 and the oldies station – see what’s out there. People need hip hop and they need Lou Reed. They need to be shoved into new sounds while learning where they came from, what the inspiration is. Culture and music history are just as important, or more so, than the medium itself.



Place yourself somewhere new once an hour, a day, a week – or as infrequently as you want. But make it happen. Listen to albums you’ve never heard or go back cataloging. Don’t block it out or knowingly ignore something because you aren’t ready for the challenge and the change. You will lose the growth that music and talking about music brings to life. It gets harder, and consuming. But the best part is there is no right and wrong. There’s just change.

bon iver Live

thanks for the photo, rusty

Seeing Bon Iver live not only completed the year, but answered all of life’s questions. When you listen to Bon Iver there is sonic mystique. Layered vocals, reverb, plug-ins, and multiple choruses happening at once. Instruments coming at you from every direction. Unlike For Emma, Forever Ago, the new self titled has a plethora of orchestral arrangements. Listening to it, you are blindfolded to it’s origins. But seeing where it all comes from satisfies all your senses with comfort.

Despite his press being everywhere, from the cover of Spin to local papers covering his new release, it still feels like Vernon is from another planet. Maybe it’s his woodsy aura or the fact that his music is unlike anyone elses’ [thank god]. Noting two microphones set up an inch apart from each other on his mic stand removed the guesswork of live spiderwebbing. Seeing one of the two viola players chime in provided another answered other questions. Along with trumpeter and trombone player (whom also did a fine FINE prolonged beat box) there was a baritone saxophone. At the quietest of moments you could see him tapping the keys to get the hushed click of the key pads. Violas, violins, two drum kits, bass guitar, horns, Vernon himself on guitar (one song too few was left to an acoustic solo), synth, and a loop machine made up the nine men on stage.

It was wonderful to see performers working together to create the insane amount of power in the room: poetry, legit vibrations, the power of brilliance, emotion and passion. Sadness at points, but mostly pure joy, you’re silly to look away. I didn’t bring ear plugs thinking “why would I ever need them?” I couldn’t have been more wrong – and more deaf for a good two days. [Bring ear plugs.]

In addition to Skinny Love, he played the title track from his 2009 EP Blood Bank – one of my personal favorites. The set list included most from the new record and tracks from the old. The Wolves (Act I and II) – easily my favorite – wasn’t as heartbreaking with a full band, but who am I to complain? Seeing Vernon wail on the electric guitar (while we’ve known him to cry us to sleep) is a juxtaposition. And the best one I’ll ever see.

His music is great, and we all know that. The only people I know who don’t like it much are those who don’t go for the style, and so far it’s been growing on them.

I left with a feeling that we will see Justin Vernon put out music for the rest of his life – even if it is too spread out for our liking. And if it isn’t music, it will be art, poetry or some sort of crafting genius. Seeing him up close and in person was just reassurance that love and passion are real and exist in people. I think sometimes we have to look too hard to find it. But if we’re lucky, some share it with everyone.

Check out NPR for the second night’s full concert recorded here at DC’s 930 club.

when records congeal-

I don’t get the hype about the new Washed Out Within And Without. [So far the best part of this record is the album photography.]

A favorable review even showed up in The Atlantic, the last place I thought it would be. Between interviews with Pitchfork and the first listen on NPR, Ernest Greene is everywhere (as is the same photo of him.)

i mean, it is a nice photo of him

But no one is mentioning that this record is boring. [And I'm also mad at myself for backlistening to his catalogue for comparative listening, which now seems like a big wastoid of time.] It might just be coverage on new releases yes, but why does all of it read like deja-vu? I had a similar obsessive-like situation when following the press leading up to the March release of Under Cover Of Darkness (only it seems to have been much more involved due to The Strokes representing themselves as high priests of the garage rock revival. Vomit.)

I do dig chillwave [not so much the new Toro Y Moi] but I didn’t realize how boring it can be. Underneath the Pine has funk. It changes its consistency making a record that is fun to listen to instead of one that sonically congeals. I’ve read enough articles on Within And Without to make myself sick of it. Which is maybe what happened. [Or was it producer Ben H. Allen - who gave us the exaggerated Merriweather Post Pavilion and Matt & Kim's new disappointing too full of tech, Sidewalks?]

Keeping a record on repeat for too long is usually how I get sick of it. But here I’m sick of the press. And I’m sick of the broken promises I face every time I go back to listen to Within And Without. It’s unexciting and bland. Chillwave is getting dull. Which may be the nature of the beast. But with press like this I should be wow-ed, right? Quite frankly it’s all coming out in the wash.

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