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The New York Breakfast Releases DON'T CALL IT A COMEBACK EP


Anyone who takes even a brief dip into the waters of Buffalo's live music culture quickly realizes that Steak and Cake founder Brandon Schlia is one of its proudest captains. On the eve before his label's third anniversary show (which also happened to be Valentine's Day), he was part of an unforeseen and harrowing turn of events that left him hospitalized. Showing perseverance in the face of adversity as well as true rock n' roll diction, the two part show went on, and even included Schlia, home from the hospital and sitting on a chair in his living room. 

Last Friday, Steak and Cake released a 4-track album titled DON'T CALL IT A COMEBACK by his personal solo project, The New York Breakfast.

The New York Breakfast has always been an intimate vessel, and these songs make the listener feel as if they're spying on Schlia in his bedroom while he plays music while working through recovery. It's art therapy, taking something tragic and molding it into melody. All four songs tell a different part of his story in a blunt and honest tone.

The album begins with "Lucky," a track that is a thank-you to all of the people who kept the show moving, and came out to support the label. It moves on to "29," an intensely moving song that relates the incident itself, cataloguing thoughts and observations. "Forgiveness"  begins with a sample of his heart monitor in the hospital. The lyrics are post-surgery, and he muses on what it means to pardon someone for their actions. "Valentine" is a love song for Schlia's own valentine, thanking her for taking care of him through rough times, and probably also to compensate for what must have been a horrifying Valentine's Day for the both of them. 

Sticking to the DIY Steak and Cake approach, the songs are stripped down, gritty, and bare their bones to the world while being well layered enough to create a place for themselves. This sounds like a project that Schlia conceived of to work through an extremely personal catharsis, and then released to the public nakedly and openly. Well Brandon, we also consider ourselves lucky that you're still alive.






Album of the Week: The New York Breakfast - M.M.C.


It's no secret that buffaBLOG has a soft spot for Steak and Cake records. S&C Founder Brandon Schlia is often busy pumping out excellent Buffalo-centric releases, including songs from his own personal band, The Malones. But Schlia is also the man behind The New York Breakfast (or NYBRKFST), a decidedly more experimental take on indie pop than the straightforward Strokes-rock of The Malones.

Before I say anything else, NYBRKFST's new album, M.M.C., falls into a very specific category of record - it's a break up record. Everyone has their own record that soothes that raw part of your heart. Whether it's Deja Entendu or Transatlanticism or some other outlier album that just happened to enter your life at the right place at the right time, the fact of the matter is, we've all been there; rejected by the ones we love. With M.M.C., Schlia articulates it in such a way that you can't help but feel as though you were the third person in the relationship. He tackles the uncomfortable period of moving on - seeing that person with someone else, the regret of things that could have been, all of it. It's well thought out and articulate - it sounds a little bit like a spacier, more electronic version of his labelmate (or signee, depending on how you look at it), Anthony Delplato.

"Tuesday" kicks off the album with some quasi-ambient indie rock. There is this "thing" about NYBRKFST that I can't quite put my finger on...  Schlia's music falls somewhere in between electronic and organic musicianship. A comparison to MGMT ("July 24") or The Postal Service ("BBQ") might be accurate for fleeting moments, but they are still not quite right... And even though there are hints of The Malones scattered throughout these songs (see the end of "M.M.C."), it's not garage-rocky enough to warrant a "sounds-like" tag. Schlia is a man of many talents - in this case, he seems to have been able to blend all of them into a perfect concoction of influences.  

Songs like "Sweetie" start out with a unique riff and blissfully drift off into Schlia gold.  But the song that really got to me was the 6:33 title track, "M.M.C."  After some noisy ambiance in the beginning, Schlia hits hard. "In Allentown you laid a chain link fence of rumors down and they traveled directly to me. I was sitting in one of two white chairs on the Old Pink patio, not wanting to know anything or whose arm you're hanging on now..." Meanwhile, the music plays out like a modern, more straightforward version of The Gloria Record. The song itself kind of meanders through a loose structure, but in the long run, that ends up adding to the overall feeling and meaning of this album. It's that feeling of not wanting to know anything or wanting to commit to anything. The feeling of knowing there is news you don't want to hear, and that nevertheless, one of your loud mouth friends is going to end up blabbing it to you anyways. Maybe I'm putting words in Schlia's mouth, but that's what I took away from M.M.C.

As if he wasn't already firmly cemented in the foundation of Buffalo's music scene, NYBRKFST is that little extra push that truly validates Schlia as a Buffalo renaissance man. Luckily for us, when he stretches his singer-songwriter wings, it fits in seamlessly with the rest of his Steak & Cake peers.