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Mike
Bennett's
Capsule
Reviews:
January,
2002
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down for reviews of releases by Maggie Connell, Life Without Buildings,
Green Pajamas, Trish Murphy and Beach Buggy
Pat Buchanan -- Tour EP II (self-released):
The well-respected frontman (ex-Idle Jets) and well-respected sideman (Swan
Dive, etc.) may soon be the oft-buzzed about solo act. This EP is a preview
of some tracks Buchanan has been working on with Brad Jones. Fans of the
softer side of The Idle Jets will immediately cotton to this material -
for those unfamiliar with that work, some convenient reference points include
Bill Lloyd (who Pat has collaborated with), Cotton Mather (but less psychedelic),
Will Kimbrough and Crowded House. In fact, the opening track, The
World Is Flat, sounds like a lost classic from the pen of Neil Finn,
a compelling example of how the lessons learned from The Beatles can be
made to sound thoroughly modern. On Smile, Buchanans McCartneyesque
sensibility melds with some of the light blues feel of Ronnie Lanes
compositions with Faces - the mandolin and psychedelic guitar solo illustrate
the creative range, and its so seamless and unaffected. Everything
is Fine is a resonate ballad and the two live tracks are winners --
power pop songs about girls (Mallory, Christina).
This disc indicates that 2002 will be a good year for Pat Buchanan. Patbmusic.com
Maggie
Connell -- The Luxury Of Sadness
(Frigidisk): The Frigidisk label has become synonymous with literate modern
pop music, and this disc will do nothing to diminish its reputation. Coming
off like a collaboration between Sam Phillips, The Virgin-Whore Complex,
Abby Travis and Hawksley Workman, the clever lyrics and quirky embellishments
rest upon a foundation of familiar musical forms - a few songs have a
post-modern girl-group feel. Connell has a rangy voice, but eschews showoffy
histrionics, instead concentrating on establishing a persona that fits
with her lyrics. Her impressive instrument comes more to the fore in the
inventive layers of backing vocals - when all of the elements come together,
like on I Slip on Rainbows, with its vaguely psychedelic guitar
lead and two or three distinctive vocal hooks, youll be forced to
hit the repeat button on your disc player. At times, Connell comes off
like Kate Bush circa The Dreaming, minus the mythology, substituting
lacerating wit, with more great vocals and great percussion (Diagram
of Rage). And George Carlin would flip for I Eat Children.
Extremely impressive. Frigidisk.com.
Life
Without Buildings -- Any Other City
(DC/Baltimore): Neo-post-punk? This U.K. band generated heavy buzz for
its incorporation of influences such as The Fall, The Raincoats and other
luminaries of the late-70s/early-80s. The basic approach consists
of Sue Tompkins half-sung/half-spoken vocals, which sound like a
strident working class lass (like Altered Images Clare Grogan, a
half-octave down the scale, after a bender, perhaps?), punctuated by the
sporadic caterwaul, accompanied by the band locking into a structure and
playing with only a wee bit of variation for four minutes or so. In small
doses, this stuff catches with a couple of spins, but the band plays with
so much restraint, only occasionally generating anything above room temperature.
Moreover, while the band has a concept, they fail to do much interesting
with it. Once youve heard the first two songs on the disc, there
is little reason to listen further - youve heard all they have to
offer. Disappointing, but just enough here that they shouldnt be
dismissed. However, next time, they better be damn good. Dcbaltimore2012.com
The
Green Pajamas -- The Carolers Song
(Hidden Agenda): More low key than their first EP for Hidden Agenda, Jeff
Kelly and crew have concocted an insinuating mix of lite psychedelia and
60s-based folk-pop, that can be traced back to their earlier recordings,
but evince the best kind of maturity and craftsmanship. The band has managed
to grow and evolve without forgetting some of basic principles that make
them a treasure. Eric Lichter makes two substantial contributions to the
effort Orchid Sunshine and Hush Your Violence,
which is cut from the same cloth as recent compositions by XTCs
Colin Moulding, but less frothy, pushed by Lichters pleasant sandy
voice. Kelly is on top of his game, contributing numbers that seem to
evoke Ray Davies collaborating with members of The Triffids and The Church
- a unique combo of hooks, splendor and tension. The muted urgency of
Felicity Cross is a highlight - it sounds like a cousin of
the old Green Pajamas number I Have Touched Madness. If youve
wanted to take a flier on the Pajamas, start here and keep going. Parasol.com.
Trish
Murphy -- Captured
(Raven): Sometimes it just has to be simple. A woman with a smooth voice
with leathery edges, angelic yet demonized, an acoustic guitar and some
basic folk and alt-country numbers, playing in front of fans and friends
at a couple locations in Austin, Texas. Murphy shows traces of Dylan,
Lucinda Williams, Rosanne Cash and the quieter side of Paul Westerberg
in her writing. At her best, like the beautiful Lightning Strikes,
she is utterly transfixing - the intimate recording only enhances the
emotional power. But Murphy avoids the bombast that seems to plague so
many of the girls with guitars set. Listen to Outsider
and try to imagine most modern femme folkies cranking up the stridency
to not only make it sound like ones heart was torn out, but that
it was actually being torn out whilst the song was being recorded. Murphy,
however, modulates her performance, only breaking into powerhouse mode
for punctuation. The Trouble with Trouble, the epic Vanilla
Sun (with wonderful accompaniment from the full compliment of musicians
who assist Murphy) and the plaintive and dreamy Blue Tattoo
are other top tracks. One of the years best live albums. Trishmurphy.com
Beach
Buggy -- Sport Fury
(Poptones): Beach Buggy is a throwback to the pounding-yet-catchy sounds
of bands like Pixies and Poster Children. As if to confirm this observation,
this disc is recorded by Steve Albini, who manned the boards for seminal
releases by both of those bands. Albinis patented back-to-basics
approach pays dividends, as Jack Straker dashes off memorable rock riffs
with greater consistency than like minded outfits like White Stripes.
Like the Stripes, Beach Buggy rocks ferociously. But Beach Buggy never
goes over-the-top like the Stripes. So when the band does explode, it
has a much greater effect. On Science Fiction, the verses
are all Black Francis and post-modern surf rock, with a quivering melody.
The chorus is dynamic and thrashing, combining fury and control, with
the great lead guitar work giving the song dimension. Each explosion gets
more intense and the ending is draining. Man, does Albini get a great
drum sound. Genial vocals that sound like a cross between Frank Black
and Doug Falkner sing the simple lyrics that accompany equally simple
melodies - great playing, just enough songwriting and a winking lets
have fun attitude make this one of the better straight ahead rock
releases of the year. poptones.co.uk
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