February 11, 2011

The First Noise You Hear Will Be…

Posted in Features tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , at 8:36 pm by essentiallyeclectic

What does the future hold for the endangered ‘opening track’…?

Back when Starburst were still Opal Fruits, and Prince was yet to become The-Artist-Formerly-Known-As-Prince (and then Prince again), LP track listing mattered, and no more so than the selection of track one. Where once even LPs that didn’t fall into the category of (shudder) ‘concept albums’ were a carefully thought-out sequence of songs, they now exist as a collection of tunes geared towards mp3 player shuffle functions. Does this mean the impact of the opening track is of more importance than ever?

 

Whether as a statement of musical intent, or a gradual pacesetter for the album to come, track one has an important job. Some jump straight in, outlaying the theme and direction of the album; some are snippets of loosely relevant sound or dialogue (usually entitled ‘Intro’ or similar).

It could be hypothesised that the dawn of the iPod generation has seen a shift towards ‘immediate impact’ track listings: every song must be strong enough to stand up on its own, outside the context of its album, or it will be skipped. The ability to purchase individual tracks, even if they have not been released in single format, has seen a decline in album releases that contain what previously might have been termed “album tracks”: songs that may have not been hits but filled in gaps in the overall narrative. Maybe this is further testament to the futuristic attributes of Michael Jackson’s ‘Thriller’: the album had seven of its nine tracks released as singles (all charting in the US top ten) long before iTunes began weeding out the padding with single song downloads.

 

In most cases, the opening track has been granted no immunity from the draconian laws of modern day album production. Take ‘Boyfriend’, the opener to Best Coast’s debut Crazy for you, for example. An indie blog favourite from last year, the track fully implements the Best Coast ethos within the first five seconds: sun-bleached guitars and catchy surf pop songs all coated in Bethany Cosentino’s reveries for her man, her weed, and her cat. Everything you need to know about the album can be found within that first track: an audible blueprint. This technique is common among contemporary bands: push across a concise manifesto before the listener’s finger can reach the skip button.

Following this template, six string-toting Aussies Tame Impala began their 2010 debut release with ‘It Is Not Meant To Be’, possibly the most psychedelic rocker in an album full of psychedelic-rockers, while Gold Panda’s first forays into the world of the long player, ‘You’ from the much lauded Lucky Shiner, is the audio equivalent of a business card for Londoner’s forward-thinking production style.

 

However, some bands remain stubborn and decide to take a different route. LA Indie sensations ‘Warpaint’, the darlings of the music press last year and this, decided to kick off their introductory set The Fool with the five minutes-plus stoner grind of ‘Set Your Arms Down’, a noticeably contrasting track to the preview single ‘Undertow’ that had wowed the critics so. Speaking to Interview Magazine shortly after the album’s release, bass player Jenny Lee Lindberg explained the simple reasoning behind the decision: “It’s stoner order. We made this album to listen to stoned.” With this knowledge, the positioning of ‘Set Your Arms Down’ makes perfect sense.

Warpaint

But there was a time when bands or artists weren’t overly concerned with the importance of track one’s impact; when a clear line existed between the 12” LP and the short, three minute blast of the 7” single. Singles were there for the radio-friendly fix of chart busting pop, while albums were to be mulled over and carefully considered (plus skipping the track on vinyl could be a right hassle). With this in mind, bands were free to use their openers as tasters for the tracks that followed, or to ease the listener in gently; the musical equivalent of entering a hot bath. Dark Side of the Moon’sSpeak To Me’, with its heartbeat, demented laughter and slow build into ‘Breathe‘ (with a gap so non-existent it caused havoc when producing a CD version of the album) is a perfect sampler for Pink Floyd’s eerie classic, while Led Zeppelin’s elongated ‘Song Remains the Same’ from 1973’s Houses of the Holy has a full 1”33 of explosive, overblown instrumental before Robert Plant shuffles up to the microphone. Mac Rebbenack introduced his voodoo medicine man alter-ego Dr John to the world with the brilliant ‘Gris Gris Gumbo Yaya’, yet the track is so soporifically relaxed it’s often in danger of drifting off to sleep and rolling back into the same New Orleans swamp from which it emerged.

Whether it was folk-rock opuses in three parts (CSNY’s ‘Carry On’), slow-grinding funk workouts (Funkadelic’s ‘Mommy, What’s a Funkadelic?’), or just a honey-toned Frenchman murmuring over a menacingly sexy groove while a Gauloises hangs listlessly from the side of his mouth (Serge Gainsbourg’s ‘Melody’), the musicians of yesteryear paid no heed to worries concerning the length, impact or characterisation of their opening tracks.

 

However, with retrospect, some have perhaps been slightly misplaced in their positioning. ‘Gimme Shelter’, the blockbuster opener to The Rolling Stones’ 1969 album Let it Bleed, is so intensely mind-blowing in its delivery (who could forget the crack of Merry Clayton’s voice as she shrieks the word “murder” over the song’s vamp out?) that the listener is left musically spent by the end and has to go and have a lie down during ‘Love in Vain’. A similar fate befalls the listener of James Brown and The JBs’ Doing it to Death, the opening title track of which is a pounding 10 minute celebration of everything right with music set to a 12/8 groove so funky it hurts – a tough track to follow.

Neil Young began his solo career away from Buffalo Springfield with the folly of ‘The Emperor of Wyoming’, a jaunty country instrumental that had many reaching to grab the needle from record long before its sublime follow up, ‘The Loner’. (Young did rectify this mistake on second album Everybody Knows This is Nowhere, introducing the world to his ability to rock with the best of ‘em on the stomping opening gambit of ‘Cinnamon Girl’).

Neil Young

Yet sometimes an opening track comes along that so clearly defines not only the sound of a particular artist, but also that of a whole subgenre. Wu-Tang Clan’s 1993 classic Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) fully implements the group’s grimy, kung-fu-sampling gutter rap from the first bars of ‘Bring da Ruckus’, a song so fantastically abrasive that hip-hop was never quite the same after it dropped. The album also resisted a fashion developing in hip-hop (and across other forms of electronic-based music) at the time for assembling some relevant snippets of dialogue or music into a track entitled ‘Intro’ or similar. Countless examples exist from between the early ‘90s and the present day – some of the era’s classic albums among them. DJ Shadow’s Endtroducing opens with a scratched up fragment of dialogue thanking “Bob Wood/national program director of the Chum group” for his contribution to some unknown project – one entirely unconnected with the album to follow – but the track and its enigmatic vocalist became synonymous with the birth of a whole new generation of beat-makers and producers. Perhaps the introduction of the CD allowed artists space to establish their particular feelings regarding the album at hand through the intro track, where once it may have taken up valuable vinyl space? Either way, it’s a method widely practiced throughout all contemporary genres. Last year’s Mercury Music Prize winners, The XX, opened their self-titled debut with a track bearing the ‘Intro’ moniker, although here the cut is one of the album’s highlights.

 

So the opening track appears to be heading towards redundancy from its job as an album’s entrance point, its role of gently guiding the listener in or blowing their proverbial socks off with a heavy impact introduction to a band’s sound greatly reduced by the move towards albums-as-collections-of-individual-tracks mode of record releases today. Perhaps the future lies in the model Beck introduced on release of his Guero album from 2005: an album that exists in several different forms – remix versions, extended deluxe editions, fan reworkings – and has no fixed track order. As the man himself put it in an interview in Wired back in 2009: “Artists can and should approach making an album as an opportunity to do a series of releases – one that’s visual, one that has alternate versions, and one that’s something the listener can participate in or arrange and change. It’s time for the album to embrace the technology.” Lovers of the opening track beware; Beck is suggesting you may be that most dreaded of creatures – the musical dinosaur…

December 3, 2010

Cold Snap and Winter Tracks

Posted in Eclectic Mixup tagged , , , , , at 2:17 pm by essentiallyeclectic

While a lot of winter-centric song collections focus on warming up cold days and colder nights, this particular lot continue the themes expressed in the Autumnal Mixup post from October: music that is given a lift by seasonal associations. Therefore, the tracks below are to me the coldest sounds I could gather together (off the top of my head), given that extra transcension by the snow-covered streets and biting cold of the night.

 

Björk – Undo

Probably the coldest album ever committed to tape (or HDR), Björk’s Vespertine could store frozen peas in its CD case. Perfectly replicating the icy solitude of her native Iceland, the pixie queen of electronic pop gets a huge helping hand from pioneering producers Matmos, who sample active geysers, footsteps in snow and a whole lot of foley-inspired ambience to which she  breathlessly and breathtakingly performs feats of vocal acrobatics.

 

Imhotep – Balaphone’s Fiend

An instrumental hip-hop album based heavily on Persian and Arabic sounds and samples might not be an obvious candidate for this list, but Imhotep’s flawless Blueprint album (see dedicated post HERE) is also dark, cold and mysterious in a different, but by no means less relevant, way to Vespertine.

 

Aim – Cold Water Music

DJ Shadow – Giving Up The Ghost

Moody instrumental hip-hop does seem to have an edge when it comes to winter tune selection. Aim’s Cold Water Music, an applicable title here, has low winter sun glinting off frozen lakes. Giving Up The Ghost has a similar feel and instrumentation, but its place is at night, a journey down snow-covered streets.

 

Bob Brookmeyer – In A Sentimental Mood

The tinkling piano of Brookemeyer’s take on a jazz standard may aswell have icicles hanging from it, it’s so sharp and crisp. The lethargic wooziness of the saxophone does little to damage this tune’s wintry credentials.

 

Cinematic Orchestra – All Things To All Men (feat. Roots Manuva)

A slow-building trudge across arctic tundra takes 3″24 before Roots Manuva’s chilly paranoia kicks in, and the realisation that this is to be a long, cold night slowly sinks in…

November 23, 2010

Review: Introducing Play Endtroducing

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Introducing Plays DJ Shadow’s Endtroducing

Koko, Camden.

Friday 19th November 2010.

 

Introducing play DJ Shadow’s Endtroducing: Re-envisioning a Classic.

14 years on from its release, half-band half-art project make sure that Endtroducing isn’t left in the shadows…

“Today is a special birthday,” Introducing front man Ollie Grig tells a sold out Koko, “DJ Shadow’s Endtroducing, the reason you’re all here, is 14 today”. Even those who don’t know DJ Shadow (real name Josh Davis) will have heard his music on adverts or moody, hard-hitting documentaries. However, last night the Californian was nowhere to be seen. On stage instead was a tribute act with a difference.

Introducing is a project set up by guitarist Matt Derbyshire to recreate, in full and in chronological order, Shadow’s eponymous 1996 debut, trip-hop/instrumental hip-hop classic Endtroducing…, the first album ever to be produced entirely from sampled music and sounds (as recognised by the Guiness Book of Records). Derbyshire and his band have meticulously transposed the whole thing on to live instruments, making this performance more of an exercise in artistic juxtaposition than a gig. “I think we’ve only got one loop in the whole set, and the concept of backing tracks was outlawed from day one!” he explained in a recent interview.

Project Leader Matt Derbyshire

By the time opener Building Steam with a Grain of Salt had reached its scattergun drum break, replicated beat for beat in its complex entirety by drummer Mike Reed, it was clear that this was a project of dedication and reverence for a highly influential album. A great example was in the way that the band treated the small scraps of incidental sound and music that act as the album’s interludes, giving them as much time and attention as the longer pieces. Shadow’s mid-album break of Untitled, a fragment of sampled funk with a humorous monologue on top, was executed perfectly. Grig admitted “I’ve always loved that skit, but it was always too damn short!”, before leading the band into an extended version of the track’s original, Grey Boy by Human Race. The hypnotism of What Does Your Soul Look Like (Part 4) had heads nodding metronomically from the band to the back of the crowd, semi-psychedelic visuals projected onto the huge wall behind the stage. Some of the album’s more subtle points, such as the conceptual Stem/Long Stem, were drowned out by a drumming assault – attaining sufficient instrument definition when recreating an album of such sonic perfection live was always going to be a challenge. Rob Pollard’s rumbling bass and Mick Gilbert’s saxophone on fought their way through Changeling, while the intro to breakbeat classic Organ Doner received the biggest cheer of the night, its organ solo milked one-handed by Andy Leung.

Introducing's Andy Leung

Endtroducing was never designed to be played live in this linear form, and the slower songs towards the end of the tracklisting, such as Midnight in a Perfect World and Napalm Brain-Scatter Brain, had the crowd drifting off slightly. In this respect, the band’s faithfulness to their original blueprint was working against them, and they shrewdly turned closer What Does Your Soul Look Like (Part 1) into an up-tempo breakbeat jam.

As a huge fan of Endtroducing and all that it bred, the evening was nostalgic; a yearning for a time when beats were this hypnotic and atmospheric. As one satisfied fan put it on their way out, “that was pure reminiscence therapy”.