What a difference a week makes.
This first week of June is full of delectable delights for the ears, as a good three or four of them will undoubtably see some year end list action. Because I'm particularly fond of the new ornithological treat from
Shearwater, many releases get the shaft, but I only have so many words in me per day. Other fine releases include the debut from Seattle's own
Fleet Foxes, a
double-album featuring Will Johnson's two bands Centro-Matic and South San Gabriel, the latest from
Aimee Mann (
featured last week,)
The Futureheads,
Oppenheimer,
Ladytron and
Sloan (in Rhapsody a week early!) If things work out, I'll touch on a couple more in the coming days.
Playlist:
New Releases 06.03.08
Album:
Shearwater - Rook
The bird-crazy band
Shearwater (a
type of seabird) are like ornithological troubadours, even usurping
Andrew Bird and his winged whistling as the avian du jour. Jonathan Meiburg (ex-
Okkervil River) writes songs that soar, keeping to their bird-theme, and
Rook (
a kind of crow,) much like Arcade Fire's more inspirational moments. But I think a more apt comparison for this album would be the transcendental moments of
Jeremy Enigk's solo debut album
Return Of The Frog Queen, with it's dynamics and myth-based storytelling.
Rook, for it's part, starts off very dark, with a boat being overtaken by the sea (
"On the Death of the Waters") and what sounds like an apocalypse of sorts with the title track (
"Rooks"). A rook is often believed to be a symbol of death, so the opening line of
"Rooks" is rather frightening: "rooks laid in piles by the side of the road, they were crashing into the aerials, hanging from the laundry lines..." Couple that with "we'll sleep until the world of man in paralyzed" and it has me thinking of the end of times. Along those lines,
Rook is an interesting choice of bird for this album, as it's kind of the shearwater's land-loving cousin (shearwaters, outside of breeding season, live in the open waters, some scavenging fishing boats for food). It's this balance of sea, air and land that encompasses the release, and the third song
"Leviathan, Bound" [this is probably my favorite track on the album -ed.] suggests that the album is about the ecological battles our population is currently losing. Man's battle against the Leviathon is often portrayed as a battle to have reign over the earth, and the hunter that appears here and later in
"The Hunter's Star" appears a doomed metaphor for mankind, who finds himself in "a world that will never return again, and no sound escapes from the night to come."
As a point of emphasis, the eerie instrumental
"South Col" is accompanied by a passage from former French envoy to the court of Kabul, Rene Dollot, describing the stark landscape in Afghanistan:
The lunar landscapes of the Hindu Kush,
as if borrowed from prehistory,
seem still to wait for the arrival of the animal world,
or perhaps to announce it's end.
I'll admit that I came late to the Shearwater bandwagon -- too late, for instance, to even chime in on the brilliance of their previous album
Palo Santo -- in part due to the theatricality of Meiburg's voice, which straddles the difficult point between a stylized
Scott Walker and a more histrionic
Antony Hegarty (Antony and the Johnsons). It takes some getting used to for some, but when it all finally clicks, the songs take to the sky.
Lyric Sheet (pdf)
Download:
"Rooks" [mp3]
Album:
Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes
Our very own
Fleet Foxes have made quite the stir leading up to this excellent debut, which is kind of funny given that their very nature is very anti 'stir.' Much of their sound has a freak folk base, but far more reliant on pop's basic structures than any current entity in that tragically named genre. Between the reverb and the incredible vocal harmonies, it's hard to not play the
Pet Sounds card, but the folky guitar strums send us in the direction of
CSN&Y. Actually
Akron/Family meets early
My Morning Jacket is the first modern comparisons I could think of, continuing with the lazy critic game of connect-the-dots (that I find myself often employing late on a Tuesday afternoon,) but the point being that they sound like a seasoned, fully-formed band in their songwriting and sound, not that of a typical debut.
Band Of Horses' debut sounded similarly polished, so perhaps it's little surprise that Phil Ek, the producer BOH's releases, is the man twiddling the knobs here. He's now the man to go to for reverb in the NW, that's for sure. All that reverb contributes to a pastoral feel for
Fleet Foxes, and as far as a lazy summer day listen, you can't do better than this on your back porch in the coming months. The chorus to
"Tiger Mountain Peasant Song" in particular has me already longing for some lemonade. If it would only stop raining...
Download:
"White Winter Hymnal" [mp3]
More on the radar this week:
Centro-Matic/South San Gabriel - Dual HawksThe Futureheads - This is Not the World /
"Broke Up The Time" [mp3]
Aimee Mann - @#%&*! Smilers (
Reviewed last week)
Sloan - Parallel Play (In Rhapsody a week early!)
Oppenheimer - Take the Whole Midrange and Boost It /
"Stephen McCauley for President" [mp3]
Ladytron - Velocifero /
"Black Cat" [mp3]
The Cool Kids - The Bake SaleRadiohead - Greatest HitsEd Harcourt - The Beautiful LieHarvey Milk - Life... The Best Game in TownThe Virgins - The VirginsDaptone 7" Singles Collection, Vol. 2Bitter:Sweet - DramaThe Gang - Zero Hits /
"Sea So" [mp3]
Weezer - Weezer (The Red Album)Midnight Juggernauts - DystopiaThe Pinker Tones - Wild AnimalsPaper Rival - DialogReissueGary Numan - PureThe Traveling Wilburys - The Traveling Wilburys - Vol 1 /
The Traveling Wilburys - Vol 3Minus the Bear - They Make Beer Commercials Like This
Elsewhere, the always great 7-piece from Wales, Los Campesinos!, make an appearance on Letterman Friday to belatedly promote their 2011 release, Hello Sadness. While completely a break-up album, Hello Sadness was written and recorded shortly after frontman Gareth had a sad break up with is girlfriend, so much of that sadness set the tone for the recordings. Their live act is too energetic for anyone to think it too depressing, thankfully.
