12/18/2006
2006: The Year in Review
10/16/2006
Random Reviews
The Information
[Interscope/DGC-2006]
If Beck Hansen had been a baseball player he likely would’ve been a pitcher specializing in curveballs. Once again this is not the oft-rumored garage rock record supposedly in the wings for some time now. No, this more or less is a continuation of the musical stew he gave us last time on Guero (2005). But while that album’s reunion with producers The Dust Brothers—who helmed his ‘90s classic Odelay (1996)—represented a return to the diminutive one’s decidedly diverse roots, The Information brings back Nigel Godrich, producer of Beck’s more singer/songwriter-type outings (1999’s Mutations, and 2002’s soon-to-be-classic Sea Change) and a premier sonic architect.
What all this translates to is a well-crafted record with a rich, crisp sound that flows effortlessly. Unfortunately, it is these same characteristics that betray the at times mundane and uninspired nature of a good chunk of The Information. Fear not, Beck didn’t phone this one in—he’s too good for that and Godrich is too much of a taskmaster to let that happen on his watch—but this album is definitely a grower. The question is, though, whether it deserves the extra effort it demands.
Highlights: “Soldier Jane”, “Think I’m In Love”, “New Round”, “Movie Theme”.
CANDY BUTCHERS
Hang On Mike
[RPM-2004]
Despite a long career writing funny, self-deprecating, witty pop songs, NYC’s Mike Viola is far from a household name—his greatest claim to fame is still having sung “That Thing You Do”, the Top 40 theme song to the 1996 Tom Hanks film of the same name—his small, but dedicated following has been in on one of the best kept songwriting secrets of the past decade plus.
Chock full of hooks, clever lyrics, and just plain solid songwriting, Hang On Mike is nothing short of a gem. In a just world the purveyors of OC-type schlock would slog through each day in a dead-end fast food hell existence, while Viola and his Candy Butchers would rule whatever airwaves are left at this point. A fascinating listen for anyone that enjoys a less smart-alecky Ben Folds, digs Jon Brion, and wonders what happened to good ole, non-contrived pop songs. Damn, straight!
Highlights: “Nice To Know You”, “Unexpected Traffic”, and the ode to teenage friendship “Kiss Alive II”.
Give A Monkey Half A Brain And He’ll Swear He’s The Center Of The Universe
[Sony-1993]
Long derided as Fishbone’s so-called “metal record” Give A Monkey may not be an overlooked masterpiece but it is not the unmitigated disaster it was labeled as upon its 1993 release. Coming off the highly-acclaimed The Reality Of My Surroundings [Columbia-1991], itself preceded by the much beloved Truth and Soul [Columbia-1988]—one of the best albums of the ‘80s—much was riding on the record that was to bring Fishbone to the mainstream in grand style. It didn’t happen: critics lambasted the album, sales were poor, and the band lost their major-label deal.
So, what happened? For starters, Fishbone’s social commentary was much more somber (“Servitude”, “Black Flowers”, “End The Reign”) than on past albums, which may have been partially due to the hard-edged production courtesy of Terry Date (Pantera, Soundgarden); their trademark ska/funk (the excellent “Unyielding Conditioning”) and elastic grooves (“Lemon Meringue”) were in shorter supply; and the major internal struggles that may or may not have been caused by these changes culminated with the departure of key members.
But a decade and a half later with the dust having long settled and the purported demise of the band brought on by this album is by now a faint memory, Give A Monkey’s shining moments may not be the mass sing-a-longs some thought they could become but are, nonetheless, up there with some of Fishbone’s finest work.
Highlights: See above.
Amputechture
[Universal-2006]
Another Mars Volta album, another dense, insular epic. Great. No, really. It’s just that listening to Amputechture reminds us of the third and final Rage Against The Machine studio album,The Battle of Los Angeles. No, Cedrix Bixler-Zavala and Omar Rodriguez-Lopezhaven’t started writing socially conscious rhymes to rap over Zeppelin riffs and phat beats. And there is no talk of them parting ways as far as we know. But like The Battle of Los Angeles,Amputechture is a solid album that somehow feels like there might not be much left in the formula for them to continue growing and building on. It does indeed deliver—although not as strongly as their two previous albums, De-Loused in the Comatorium and Frances The Mute—but there seems to be a whiff of wheel-spinning in the air, a certain weariness, perhaps.
The level of work involved in writing and crafting such high level concept albums as these must be staggering—especially when the last two have been released in back to back years. Who does that anymore?—and it would not be at all surprising if some fatigue has set in. Maybe it’s time for The Volta to change course a bit. Or not.
Highlights: “Tetragrammaton”, “Vermicide”, “Meccamputechture”.
VHS OR BETA
Night On Fire
[Astralwerks-2004]
Like their fellow countrymen The Killers, a knack for replicating early New Order, The Cure, Duran Duran, and certain staples of late ‘70s disco permeates every nook and cranny of VOB’s first full-length release. But where The Killers and their ilk can seem blatantly derivative and even off-putting in their approach towards danceable post-punk, the Louisville, KY quintet comes off a bit more honest and even adventurous in their efforts. But don’t be misled, there isn’t a novel idea or concept to be found among Night On Fire’s 10 tracks. However, the execution is practically flawless and there does indeed beat a heart underneath the cold shiny surface, making this album one of the more worthy releases in this particular vein.
Highlights: the title track, “You Got Me” and “Irreversible”, the nine-minute instrumental that closes out the album.
6/13/2006
There He Goes
GUSTAVO CERATI
Ahí Vamos
[Sony-2006]
There had been a lot of speculation about the direction Cerati's next release would take, after Siempre Es Hoy [BMG-2002] turned out to be the lowest-selling of his solo albums. One theory out there postulated his return to guitars, and therefore to a more rock sound after a decade making electronic pop, which had taken him further and further away from the sound of the band that made him an international star. (Truth be told, Siempre Es Hoy was less reliant on electronics and displayed his guitar more prominently than in earlier times.) So the question: would the low sales of Siempre Es Hoy lead to the reconciliation of the Argentine rocker with his past glories and turn up the amps? Intentionally or not, since the album starts with "Al Fin Sucede" — in addition to the forcefulness of the second single "La Excepción" and the house-sized chorus of "Uno Entre 1000" — the rumors of a propelled album guitar by former Soda Stereo are immediately confirmed. Not only that, but Ahí Vamos is reminiscent of Soda's last three studio albums — Canción Animal [Sony-1990], Dynamo [Sony-1993] and Sueño Stereo [BMG-1995] — which were anchored by heavy rock, electronic, and Beatlesque pop, respectively.
It is this last attribute that Cerati seems to have wanted to accentuate when the piano ballad "Crimen" was chosen as the first single from the album. Nice, but not entirely representative of Ahí Vamos. However, this is an album that covers a lot of ground: from the aforementioned rockers that open the album, through the '80s guitar pop of "Caravana", "Lago En Cielo", "Dios Nos Libre" and "Bomba De Tiempo", to the relaxing grooves of "Me Quedo Aqui" and the great "Otra Piel", one of the sweetest love songs ever written by Cerati.
In a recent interview, the always pragmatic Cerati referred to the division that characterizes his fans: rockers on the one hand and the devotees of his electronics on the other, and how their numbers expand and contract depending on the way the muse guides him. If Ahí Vamos has to segregate the masses that follow Cerati, then the rockers yearning for Soda Stereo Part II win this time. But it would be unfortunate if the techno guys decided not to join the party as well.