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David Gray – New Day At Midnight

28 10 2010

Listened: Thursday October 7

New Day at Midnight was David Gray’s followup to White Ladder. I’m sure it let a bunch of people down who wanted another White Ladder. It’s not that. The listener can almost absorb the fact that he’s in a much different place in his life with this album. There won’t be another White Ladder because he’s not that guy anymore.

I love his songs because they’re emotionally resonant songs sung beautifully. I don’t really know what’s going on in many of the songs, but I can feel it anyway. The stresses on the words seem to fall in the right place, even if I can’t intellectually figure out why.

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Nirvana – Nevermind

28 10 2010

Listened: Wednesday October 6

It’s somehow very fitting that Nevermind immediately follows Never Mind the Bollocks. The transition is musically seamless.

Nevermind was released when I was in seventh grade. It was a big part of the fabric of my adolescence as a result; it was just everywhere. I remember Smells Like Teen Spirit was one of the first singles I ever bought (a cassingle, mind you) and I also gave it as a gift to my friend Megan when she turned 13, along with Enter Sandman by Metallica. When Smells Like Teen Spirit was played at middle school dances, people would without fail “slam dance” (that’s what all the teachers called moshing) for about a minute and then it would be broken up.

I remember that I bought Nevermind several years after it came out (in high school) from my friend Justin. I’m not sure why he was getting rid of it, maybe he needed the cash. I hadn’t bought it before that time because a bunch of the songs were played on the radio all the time anyway, and I was a cheapskate. But I think I decided at that point that I needed to make sure I owned it, because it was important.

One side note, nothing makes me feel old like hearing about the baby on the cover being a grownup now. Stop telling me this stuff!





Sex Pistols – Never Mind The Bollocks Here’s The Sex Pistols

28 10 2010

Listened: Wednesday October 6

Any true fan of the punk revival in the early nineties would have bought Never Mind The Bollocks. Even if we didn’t really grasp what the first go-round of punk was actually about.

I admit it – the summer before I was a senior in high school, my friend Audrey and I saw the Filthy Lucre tour at Shoreline Amphitheater in Mountain View – one of the least punk venues in the world! It was a pretty crappy show, as one might expect, but I can say I’ve seen the Sex Pistols. From a lawn.

When I listen to the Sex Pistols with a critical ear I notice that while the bands they influenced such as Rancid and early Green Day were bratty and liked to imagine themselves as rabble-rousers,  the Sex Pistols are simultaneously very aggressive and angry in both lyrics and music, but also catchy and singable. I imagine that’s really difficult to do, even if you’re trying really hard to achieve that balance.

Rancid and Green Day are singable, but at most they come off as just somewhat annoyed or angsty. Maybe the secret ingredient in the Sex Pistols soup is the English class system. However, even other English punk bands of the era did not achieve the anger/catchy balance as well. The Clash came close, but they still couch their anger and disdain in well-crafted music.

I’ve recently seen Johnny Rotten and PiL at Coachella 2010. It sounds impossible, but imagine the aggression of the Sex Pistols turned up to 11. After the first long, very loud song bled into another, we decided it was time to find another stage and get our hearing and sanity back. I have to give the guy props for still busting out like that at the age of 54. But only props. Not my ears. Or sanity.





Arcade Fire – Neon Bible

28 10 2010

Listened: Wednesday October 6

It was going to be hard to top Funeral. We all knew that as we waited for Neon Bible. Thing is, I don’t think Arcade Fire topped it. Neon Bible went in a totally different direction, neither higher nor lower. The artistic quotient went up, the communal happy indie feeling, not so much.

Even if I discount the biblical nature of the title, it’s still obvious this record was recorded in an old church. The lyrical subject matter, choral backing vocals, and heavy organ use make no secret of it. The feeling of questioning the religious lifestyle one grew up with hangs heavy.

This album is certainly darker in tone than Funeral, which I appreciate at some times more than others. It’s brilliant, righteous, and sometimes painful, as good art should be.