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Kevin
Mathews:
June,
2005


So Much Music, So Little Time


Time for something new I guess. I ran out of clever ways to blurb through a thousand words for a column that was really about being superficial, about skimming the surface, the tip of the proverbial iceberg. So to speak.

Not much of a challenge, too easy.

If this is supposed to be a column, I guess I should really speak my mind and share my heart about the music that comes through my mailbox each day rather than capsulate the work that passes through my synapses in a given period of time. The risk, perhaps, is not being able to cover every single CD that I get hold of.

Well, maybe then, it's not about the quantity (and hey why should it be?) but rather about the quality. And that takes some convincing, some persuasion…even some um, labor!

I returned from a 5-day trip from Sydney with four cheap CDs in my luggage. None of them current. Sometimes, these things are launching pads for greater discovery. Sometimes not. Is there a method in this madness? I'm not convinced.

I walked into Red Eye Records in Sydney and was struck by Robyn Hitchcock's Eye - I've never heard that in a record store before! (Certainly not in Singapore) So that was a treat. Someone else actually shares my obscure musical tastes. Michael, the bloke at the counter declared that they played whatever they wanted to play. Great! So I will write about what I want to and see where this goes - stream of consciousness and all that. Will we get music reviews this month round? Wait and see…

My short attention span is focused on the new Griddle. Well, with a provocative cover like that, that's not surprising. I loved the Bay Area band's debut for its dizzying grasp of eclectic mixes of genres and styles. Man, I love rock music that can still surprise. Turning Violet is the sophomore effort that justifies my belief and my interest. High on melodies and riffs and even more so with inventive structures and rhythms, this is progressive pop and then some! I mean any band that can blend the influences of Yes, Be Bop Deluxe, King Crimson, 10cc, Kansas, Sparks, Todd Rundgren, Jellyfish, The Beatles, Mahavishnu Orchestra, Hendrix (to name but a few) deserves the attention (that word again!) of every intelligent, discerning rock listener out there. That means you! Consider this a teaser and a fuller analysis should see light of day over at the Power of Pop.

Yup, that hits the spot. One of the discs I picked up for cheap was Forever Now the third release from those 80s wonders, The Psychedelic Furs. Considering how the hip bands in 2005 all sound like the warmed up leftovers of what was painfully called "the new wave," it's instructional to listen to the true blue legend of that much maligned epoch. Ironically, this was the one LP that was missing from my Furs collection. Don't ask why I waited 23 long years. With Rundgren on the boards, Forever Now strikes the perfect balance between synth pop and guitar rock and sounds tailor made for these times. With that sweet larynx, Richard Butler stood head and shoulders above the Bowie-Ferry emulators (well, maybe on equal terms with Ian McCulloch and David Sylvain) and whilst the following Mirror Moves remains my definitive Furs album, Forever Now is a essential collection for anyone interested in what made the early 80s pop-rock music unique.

Which segues nicely into The Concretes. A Swedish octet formed around the nucleus of Lisa Milberg (drums), Maria Eriksson (guitar), and Victoria Bergsman (vocals) merrily churning out decidedly 80s pop, founded on the energy of girl punk (think: Go-Gos, Blondie); the groove of Motown-infused girl groups (think: Bananarama, Swing Out Sister) and the sweetness of twee pop (think: The Pastels, Beat Happening). This eponymous full-length debut is everything you ever looked for in pop music - three minutes of bliss that touches your heart and moves your feet, the awkward sweep and the uncertain glory that giggles and blushes with embarrassment rather than swaggers with conceit. The obligatory toy piano notwithstanding, The Concretes are a treasure.

Not that there is anything wrong with that. Swagger that is. Take The Capitol Years. As the guitars tumble and fall, and the insistent drums take hold, you won't resist the passion and the verve that literally jumps at you with tracks like "Juicers," "Mounds of Money" and "Solid Gold." Yeah, it's the Who, Pink Floyd, Neil Young and the template for thousands of guitar bands before and after but if it works, you never question it, let alone doubt. Let Them Drink perhaps suggests a too comfortable affinity for the now-defunct Guided By Voices but if that can produce high moments like "Giant Drunks" and the title track, then more power! And any band that can pull off a better Stones impression than the modern day Stones themselves ("Stones (Watch It Not End)") is just asking for critical acclaim!

Did I mention that I managed to get in touch with The Capitol Years though its page at myspace.com? Well, this has been a great platform to connect and communicate with like-minded (and talented) artists and bands and hopefully I gain the privilege of 'promoting' good stuff to the rest of the world. So it brings me to The Starr Saunders Project with her Intro album with its understated sophistication, jazz-folk inflections and infectious charm. With significant contribution from co-writer, co-producer and guitarist Sandy Small, Intro is a strong collection of smart songs. Starr easily raises comparisons to Joni Mitchell, Aimee Mann, Shawn Colvin and Suzanne Vega but stands on her own merit.

Recently saw an intriguing video clip where Jon Brion performed solo and with the aid of electronic devices (not pre-recorded tapes, mind), gave a performance that gives new meaning to the term "one-man band." Which gave me pause to re-listen to the likes of Jason Falkner, Brendan Benson and Colin Macintyre (picked up my first Mull Historical Society disc - in Sydney natch!) and marveled with awe (and bristled with envy) at the sheer dexterity of it all. Add Patrik Tanner to the list. On Soft, the fact that Tanner plays everything is the least amazing thing. That a singer-songwriter with such ability and gifts should remain so far under the radar (even for the pop underground) is short of criminal! Well, yeah, Tanner has produced the likes of Martin Zellar, Sire artists Tina & the B-Side Movement and fronted the Faraway Men, but Soft really came out of the blue for yours truly. Effectively channeling John Lennon, Roy Orbison, George Harrison, Jeff Lynne, Neil Finn and Robyn Hitchcock, Soft is a veritable pop-rock tour-de-force which deserves much more attention (are you paying any, my friends?) than it has received. From the raucous "Enter" to the folky "The Kindest Person I Ever Knew," Soft is an album that no self-respecting member of the pop underground can afford to ignore.

So did I deliver on my promise? Has this been a different experience? Does it matter? Or more of the same? One last matter…

Last week, I said goodbye to the Star Wars saga. I was sixteen when my jaw first dropped at the sight of the Imperial Battle Cruiser closing in on Captain Antilles' ship. Unlike many others, I did not take umbrage at the prequels but merely took it at face value - new Star Wars movies I could share with my boys. Even as the curtain closed on Revenge of the Sith I was glad that George Lucas ended the saga on a strong note. Never mind about the plot holes and discrepancies (get a life, people!), Star Wars has always been a heady ride and meant for all ages to enjoy and savor. Nothing more. And certainly, Sith is the best of the prequels and maybe as good as The Empire Strikes Back. I am listening to the Original Motion Picture Soundtrack even as I type and the bonus DVD that comes with it is probably worth the price of admission. The music of John Williams has been an integral part of every moviegoer's life - Indiana Jones, Superman, E.T. and so on - but he will always be known for Star Wars. The grandeur, the passion, the danger, the fear and the romance of the six movies have been brilliantly captured; one cannot imagine space opera without its Wagnerian scope. I hope that one day I can write music this affecting.

So was it good for you too? Drop me a line to let me know what you think of the new direction - I await your feedback.

Contact me at kevin_mathews@fufkin.com

Adios, amigos!

Featured artists this month -

Griddle http://griddle.cc
The Concretes www.theconcretes.com
The Capitol Years www.capitolyears.com
The Starr Saunders Project www.starrsaundersproject.com
Patrik Tanner www.patriktanner.com

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