Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Modern Mystery Blog Archives #5: The Sword

“Lawless Lands” is the second chapter in the epic tale of The Sword’s mystical travels from Earth to Space, called Warp Riders, also the name of their latest album. “Lawless Lands” is the next installment after the first chapter, “Tres Brujas” or “Three Witches” in English. As one could surmise from the title, the Texas metal outfit in a haze of “sacred smoke” encounter three witches in “Tres Brujas,” the first of whom will “rob,” the second will “deceive,” and the third will “show you the way.”

As a perfect segue, the third bruja shows The Sword the way into “Lawless Lands,” or outer space, as it turns out. “Lawless Lands” immediately takes a new musical tone from “Tres Brujas,” from epic to looming doom with the change of riffing, fast paced guitar to slower, more ominous bluesy rhythms. The video looks like a hodgepodge of old school sci-fi movies like Willow and The Dark Crystal with some Star Trek mixed in, centered around some chick who is part goth princess, part child empress from Never Ending Story.

The Sword puts a fantasy twist on metal with “Lawless Lands” and the rest of Warp Riders that is nothing short of totally awesome. The Sword is currently on an American tour for the release of Warp Riders through mid December.

As seen on the mystical Modern Mystery Blog: ORIGINAL LINK

Modern Mystery Blog Archives #4: No Joy


The 90’s are back, girls and boys and I, for one, am pretty stoked about it. Laura Lloyd and Jasamine White-Gluz are the feminine forefront of the noise-fuzz-dream-rock band, No Joy. Their second album, Ghost Blonde was just released on esteemed Brooklyn label, Mexican Summer – host to buzz-worthy band Best Coast, among others – who picked up No Joy in less than a year after their conception.

If you could pick out a song to be released as a single on the album, it would be the second track, “Heedless.” It’s driving and droning with plenty of feedback, distinct guitar melody and soft, silky, and sweet vocals a la The Breeders or Amber Valentine from Jucifer when she’s not shrieking. That pretty much goes for the rest of the album, as well. Their signature sound is largely due to a contrast between masculine, forward music and feminine, restrained vocals. It’s hard to make sense of the lyrics amid the sonic layers but one line from “Heedless” is discernable: “if you don’t care, then I don’t care,” adding to the grungy, submissive tone of this great song that could easily have been released in 1992.

A lot of songs like “Maggie Says I Love You” start out with the slow buildup of static and dissonant guitar reminiscent of Sonic Youth that lead into echoey, drawn out vocals and persistent and repetitive percussion. Others like “You Girls Smoke Cigarettes?” are quick, loud and more varied musically, making for a song that’s easy to rock out to. Each song is about four minutes long on average, so you get the best of both worlds: progressive rock sensibility and pop rock length. This gives the listener just enough time to come up for air before plunging back in to the pool of noise laden with reverb and distortion.

It might be assumed, for no other reason than their name, that No Joy is a sad, complaint-rock band, and even if traces of such mentalities are detected, they are in a purposeful and passive way. More than somber, Ghost Blonde is a female driven record with balls that has sexy guitar riffs and vocals that knock you down and then float you away.

As seen on the grungey Modern Mystery Blog: ORIGINAL LINK

Modern Mystery Blog Archives #3: Birds + Batteries

The new video for “We’re An Industry” by the San Francisco band Birds & Batteries conveys a lot using just some metal and other hard materials employed by the method of stop motion. The video was carefully crafted by the Made By Cabbage Head production company who designed the set by hand and filmed frame by frame.

The protagonists of this video – seeming like more of a short film – are two steel wool people placed in a desolate, industrial setting with pipes, coils and other constructional components who discover they create sparks when touching together.

The song itself is a lamentation of belonging to the center of the earth with lyrics describing baring the burden of causing natural disasters under rough and hot conditions, sorrowful strings and mechanical, almost militaristic drums.

Then, the instrumentation becomes looser and builds up with the percussion quickening and the vocals all the sudden taking a new, proud tone. Greenery begins to grow up the metal structures and flower as the vocals harmonize and reach higher notes and the two steel wool characters look on, sparking hand-in-hand. By the end of it, you are left with a beautiful, resolved feeling.

Birds & Batteries- We're an Industry from Birds & Batteries on Vimeo.


As seen on the artisanal Modern Mystery Blog: ORIGINAL LINK

Modern Mystery Blog Archives #2: Radio Dept.

The Radio Department comes out with a selection of their latest (of the past eight years) and greatest (of those eight years) work: Passive Aggressive: Singles 2002-2010 for release on January 25th, 2011.

This “best hits” compilation of sorts of at least their time thus far with Labrador Records is complete with a double disk and some B-sides and rarities mixed in. The Swedish indie label is boding this release as a result of the success of their best selling band. Such success does not come without its obstacles, however. The Radio Department are undoubtedly rock stars, but hesitant – or at least coy – ones at that. Considering their popularity, it seems strange that they have consistently been hesitant to sign contracts, expose themselves to the media and generally skeptical of their acceptance by fans, critics and the rest of the musical community they – whether or not they believe they do or should – belong to.

Until their tour of said album, satiate your need for The Radio Department with the dream-pop track “Never Swallow Fruit” off their just released EP, Never Follow Suit, accompanied perhaps by a candle lit room with an uncontrolled drug of the green variety.

As seen on the rocking Modern Mystery Blog: ORIGINAL LINK

Modern Mystery Blog Archives #1: Good Old War

The Pennsylvania indie-folk male trio, Good Old War, follows up their debut album Only Way to be Alone with the self titled offering featuring a music video from the single “That’s Some Dream.”

The dream, the song and the video all hold a simple theme: living, dying, and being alright with both. The video tells the story of a self discovering journey with like-minded companions. In this case, the journey is a tour and the companions are band mates, and it’s as straightforward as it is poignant.

It’s damn hooky and with a little Paul Simon inspired non-lyrical vocal addition to the chorus (you’ll have to listen to hear what I mean), the song is so damn likeable that you’ll be listening to it more than once in a sitting. As far as the video journal that is the accompanying music video, the personal and endearing nature will make you feel all warm inside.

As seen on the wholesome Modern Mystery Blog: ORIGINAL LINK

Sunday, July 25, 2010

The Walkmen are Stranded

The Walkmen have instituted a horn section a number of times and in a number of ways before, but not quite like they have on “Stranded,” off their September slated album, Lisbon. Their horns have been somber (“Red Moon”) or festive (“Louisiana”) but never this grand, and right from the beginning of the song. Assisting to the construction of this lofty start, the percussion steadily crescendos to a halt right before that scratchy, howling voice known all too well as frontman Hamilton Leithauser’s comes in. The earnest instrumental introduction to Leithauser’s flippant opening line: “Throw another dime in me, my friend/And I’ll sing a song I know for thee”— without regard to what jukebox tracks actually cost these days or that the chosen song will be anything but familiar — demonstrates the brilliant composition of this song.

The impressive instrumentation contrasted with Leithauser’s when-it-rains-it-pours lamentations strategically and cleverly pokes fun at the self righteous and pitying tone of the lyrics, with lines like “I’m the bigger man here oh it’s true,” and “Oh why does the rain fall cold/When I’m stranded and starry-eyed.” This song is a comedic achievement as well, because as broken down as the lyrics are, you kind of want to laugh at the mess that is the poor chap singing them (or maybe that just goes for those of us with cruel senses of humor).


There’s been talk of a New Orleans inspiration on the album, and as far as this song is concerned, that could be reflected in the use of the horns which traditionally and currently are leading instruments in New Orleans music, as well as the images of broken glass, the concept of being stranded, and drunk and lonely friends who you can’t help but love anyway. Whatever the inspiration may be, “Stranded” is a triumph of a song, as a multifaceted ballad of sorts that is all smooth, powerful and tortured.

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Fat Possum

Friday, April 9, 2010

Dark Dark Dark was Bright Bright Bright at Union Pool

When Dark Dark Dark — hailing from Minneapolis, New York and New Orleans — settled themselves on stage at Union Pool, it seemed right that both the band and the audience were in the company of friends, whether they actually knew each other or not. With featured instruments like the accordion, banjo and cello and an early 20th Century railroad aesthetic, it was clear that these young musicians are of the bohemian order, not to be confused with fauxhemian — the new term recently dubbed by Gawker to replace hipster. These are true bohemians, credentialed by the fact that at least two members have a train hopping history and the music that comes out of them is that of undeniable artists.

Directly outside the small venue in its own separate room away from the PBR and DJ fueled buzzing of the main bar was a packed outdoor patio, adding to the house show feel of the night. During the performances prior to DDD, a crowd gradually filled up the room, not a difficult feat for the speakeasy sized venue. But during Dan Beckman of Uke of Space Corners’ set and before DDD took the stage, stragglers from the patio quickly filed in, maxing out the space capacity. A “sold out” sign was promptly slapped on the entrance door, as much to the latecomers’ dismay.

After the first song was played, front woman Nona Marie Invie adjusted the accordion, while keyboardist/vocalist/clarinetist/banjo player (really), Marshall LaCount explained, “Nona has to tie that thing together — it’s made out of string and wire.” The quick fix was probably due to a DIY way of life, which often produces creative and resourceful musicians.

After the quintet — which also included a trumpet and drums — had something of a jam session toward the end of “Something For Myself,” Marshall jokingly commented “who knew you all would be listening to lounge folk music on a Friday night,” a pretty apt genre classification at the time. Nona confessed confusing a cheer from the crowd for an out of tune vocal, causing her a “momentary heart attack.” Marshall assured, “I think they like you,” and the crowd enthusiastically concurred with whistles and applause and someone said “absolutely beautiful,” referring to the set so far, and that person was right.

Bright Bright Bright, their new EP with songs exuding a new found resiliency could very well be a response to both the band name and their dismal last record, The Snow Magic. Nona’s lyrics, “Don’t pull me in/Let me be” on “Something For Myself,” fend off a former lover and proclaim her independence, in the more subdued vein of Gloria Gaynor’s “I Will Survive.”

“Make Time” is a triumphant seafaring tale carried by foot-tapping, upbeat banjo about a boat made of lightning and diamonds just to prove “the impossible possible.” As the band sang in unison, “The time that you thought you saved is just gone/We’ll make time where there is none,” the theme of hope sailed to land.

Nona’s band mates took a knee and all bowed their heads with their eyes closed in a prayer like pose as she performed the painfully beautiful “Wild Goose Chase,” showcasing her mature voice and quite accomplished keyboarding skills. The lights dimmed to suit the mood of this vagabond ballad.

DDD is part of a special musical community derived from an on the road, neo-beatnik, scraping by existence which lives to make honest and personal folk music, often of the freak variety. Another band included in this group are DDD’s contemporaries, Hurray For the Riff Raff (who DDD trumpeter/accordionist Walt McClements also contributes to), likewise from New Orleans who are starting to build up a powerful presence within and outside this family of musicians. They play for their instruments, which they show great affection for in their performances. Watching Walt, you could see his hands making love to the accordion, and the sound was just as impassioned and moving.

After they played their last song, the crowd all screamed for an encore and one fan sent a request via paper airplane to Nona to which she responded “we’re not prepared to play that” but instead played for us the second part to “Wild Goose Chase,” and we were the first lucky ones to ever hear the song played live. Nona told us “no one’s heard this yet so it’s a special occasion,” and a special occasion indeed it was.

DDD is in the middle of an East Coast/Mid West tour right now that started at SXSW.