Former Vault regular, the Chicago by way of Buffalo singer/songerwriter Julie Byrne, just graced bandcamp with a new song from her Holy Page Trilogy. Sounding like a female fronted Horse Feathers, the gorgeous "Melting Grid" is a sparse and hunting number, perfect for one of those sleepy winter nights by the fire place. Byrne will also be releasing a full length record in early 2014, via Orindal Records, titled Rooms With Walls and Windows. Further info on the album, which officially drops on Jan 21st, can be found here.
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Former Vault regular, the Chicago by way of Buffalo singer/songerwriter Julie Byrne, just graced bandcamp with a new song from her Holy Page Trilogy. Sounding like a female fronted Horse Feathers, the gorgeous "Melting Grid" is a sparse and hunting number, perfect for one of those sleepy winter nights by the fire place. Byrne will also be releasing a full length record in early 2014, via Orindal Records, titled Rooms With Walls and Windows. Further info on the album, which officially drops on Jan 21st, can be found here.
Former Buffalo Folk Musician Julie Byrne Releases Latest Single
Former Vault regular, the Chicago by way of Buffalo singer/songerwriter Julie Byrne, just graced bandcamp with a new song from her Holy Page Trilogy. Sounding like a female fronted Horse Feathers, the gorgeous "Melting Grid" is a sparse and hunting number, perfect for one of those sleepy winter nights by the fire place. Byrne will also be releasing a full length record in early 2014, via Orindal Records, titled Rooms With Walls and Windows. Further info on the album, which officially drops on Jan 21st, can be found here.
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ryan wolf,
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Tonight: The Buffalo Folk Heroes Album Release
The Buffalo Folk Heroes live out their namesake. A collective of area musicians featuring members of The Albrights, Country-Punk Extravaganza, and Second Trip, the band play, as the bartender from The Blues Brothers would say "both kinds of music" (country and western), much of it about the Queen City. Tonight the joint-stock songwriting company will perform at 9pm at the Sportsmen's Tavern to celebrate the release of their first album. Tickets for the downtown ho-down are $7. Donations for Music is Art will be collected at the lively, pro-Buffalo event.
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asbury hall,
babeville,
folk,
ninth ward,
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ryan wolf,
stephen kellogg,
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Tonight: Stephen Kellogg
After seven albums with Stephen Kellogg and the Sixers, singer-songwriter Stephen Kellogg has gone solo. Comparable to Ryan Adams or Josh Ritter, Kellogg's music is built from a moving, full-blooded Americana mindset. Blunderstone Rookery, his David Copperfield-influenced new record, is a stunning and earnest fusion of classic rock and country-folk influences. He will be joined tonight at the Ninth Ward of Babeville by fellow folk songsters The Saint Johns and Rebecca Brooks. Doors open at 8pm and tickets are $20.
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Album Review: Cass McCombs - Big Wheel and Others
Californian singer-songwriter Cass McCombs' expansive new double LP is a compelling collection of countrified folk. Its native soil clearly found in the sixties and seventies, Big Wheel and Others might feel overly familiar at times, but such familiarity comes with great warmth and lyrical precision. Following the tradition of Gram Parsons, Rick Nelson, and the Byrds, McCombs positions himself as a serious artist working within an established framework.
Though McCombs might sound closest to My Morning Jacket's Jim James during many of the record's songs, on "The Burning of the Temple" he dons his best early-Leonard Cohen hat (both vocally and lyrically) to dazzling effect. The lightly flat, half-spoken vocal tactic (sometimes more akin to Lou Reed or Bob Dylan than Leonard Cohen) is used intermittently throughout Big Wheel and Others, most ethereally on the spacey "Joe Murder" and the structurally complex, stereotype-bashing "Everything Has to Be Just So."
Lyrically, McCombs is a careful poet, using the standard references to Shakespeare, the Bible, and American history with a certain ironic irreverence. He philosophizes coolly, without letting emotion overtake his pat, level-headed delivery of aphorisms and observations. Even at his silliest (the rollicking "Satan is My Toy"), McCombs still is a sturdy writer. His oddball sense of humor (present even when he completely hands the reins over to guest vocalist Karen Black on "Brighter!"), somehow cooperates with earnest-sounding songs. Interspersed interview clips involving a precocious child with idiosyncratic views, add to the darkly comic tone that pervades the record.
Big Wheel and Others is a largely refreshing work, an easy album to glide through the length of. Though there is a bit of unnecessary padding (such as the throwaway elevator-music jam "It Means A Lot to Know You Care," a bland intermission of sorts), the record mostly justifies its running time. Cass McCombs displays a virtuosity that is fully developed and accomplished, releasing a set of songs as pleasurable to listen to as it is artistically rich.
Grade: B+
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nat baldwin,
perot grain elevator,
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My initial impression of Nat Baldwin is that of a carefree creative sort, walking around urban landscapes with his instrument on his back, prepared to strike a chord in a choice location. Perhaps a few people will take notice and watch, or maybe he'll perform for an audience of one. He doesn't seem to mind. He's doing this because he wants to.
Then he begins to sing. His voice catches your hear and holds it. He doesn't whine, he laments. You take notice now. The strains and reverberations of his bow crossing the strings leaves a ghost trail of sound. He no longer seems as carefree, instead portraying a tortured artist trying to heal the world through folk and free jazz.
Based on his apparent love for performing in different urban settings, the Perot Grain Silo is a perfect location to experience his music. It's an aesthetically interesting setting, and acoustically excellent for filling with the atmospheric groans and sighs of Baldwin's double bass.
Andy Pothier, Lara Buckley, and Steve Baczkowski are also bringing some musical treats to this unique event.
So if you're in the mood for doing something interesting, and not too hungover from Music is Art, make the trek to the Perot Grain Silo at 100 Childs St. around 8PM with $10 firmly in your hand.
Tonight: Nat Baldwin
Then he begins to sing. His voice catches your hear and holds it. He doesn't whine, he laments. You take notice now. The strains and reverberations of his bow crossing the strings leaves a ghost trail of sound. He no longer seems as carefree, instead portraying a tortured artist trying to heal the world through folk and free jazz.
Based on his apparent love for performing in different urban settings, the Perot Grain Silo is a perfect location to experience his music. It's an aesthetically interesting setting, and acoustically excellent for filling with the atmospheric groans and sighs of Baldwin's double bass.
Andy Pothier, Lara Buckley, and Steve Baczkowski are also bringing some musical treats to this unique event.
So if you're in the mood for doing something interesting, and not too hungover from Music is Art, make the trek to the Perot Grain Silo at 100 Childs St. around 8PM with $10 firmly in your hand.
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Tonight: Crows & Jays
The Thursday night folk theme in Allen Town continues this evening over at Nietzsche's as one of my favorite new bands to the Buffalo area, Batavia's Crows and Jays, headlines the long time music venue. C&J are dripping in influences from the Band to Wilco so if that's your bag, head on down. They are set to take the stage around 11pm. Allen St. regulars the Folkfaces and a stripped down version of the CPX are also on deck for tonight. Music kicks off at 9pm with a $5 cover.
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In what has turned into a somewhat regular residency at Hardware, Americana group Pine Fever will return to the comfy confines of the Allen Street bar this evening. The five piece act, who can frequently be found busking a street corner during one of the city's many festivals, combines elements of jazz, ragtime, and traditional folk. Fans of Chydle may recognize Thor, the former bassist of the blistering stoner rock gods, behind the stand up wailing away on folk standards, original tunes, and some well chosen covers. Hardware has become known for its folk nights over the years and tonight features one of the city's best. Philadelphia folk project, and frequent Vault guest, Small Houses will join for support. Music kicks off at 10pm.
Tonight: Pine Fever
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Tonight: Jack Topht, 100% Black, Dog, and Settlers
I've never been to the Jungle Gym before, but I could only imagine that the place could be some sort of venue simulation designed after the classic apparatus of fun that it gets its namesake from. Performers could balance on metal beams as show goers plummet into wood chips and get bruised, then run back screaming for more. But that would be ridiculous.
Then again, so is Jack Topht.
The man loves to do rap. And beers, and sex and art, and many other things he'd like to share his love for with you. He's a better rapper than you. He's also a self-proclaimed local folk hero. Probably because he actually is. Jack Topht's lyrics are relevant and irreverent at the same time. With an open mind and a sense of humor, you'll enjoy his set. If not, it's likely you haven't lived in Buffalo long enough.
Dog will be on guard to provide the experimental music portion of the night, and will surely deliver on an unusual, interesting musical experience. Dissonant punkers 100% Black are straight out of Binghampton, and will open your mind by shooting beams of high powered feedback through your cranium. Hopefully you're into that sort of thing.
Picture the seemingly ancient memory of a summer night partying on the beach. Settlers orchestrate the soundtrack for such a scene, and they do it well. Their music may cause you to indulge in a little nostalgia, but without being forced or obvious.
With a line-up like this, you should feel like you're on a playground.
The show starts around 9:30 at The Jungle Gym.
~ Photo by Nate Peracciny
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once i was an eagle,
ryan,
ryan wolf,
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Album Review: Laura Marling - Once I Was An Eagle
On her fourth release, Laura Marling pushes to refine a sound that first emerged on her precocious debut, Alas, I Cannot Swim. At only 23, the former Noah and the Whale co-vocalist has been somewhat patronizingly described by many reviewers as "wise beyond her years." Since this reviewer is not beyond Marling's years, he cannot vouch for the maturity of her attitudes toward relationships (poetically cynical and caustically reflective), though he can compliment the maturity of her music. Marling may or may not have required wisdom those at her age rarely obtain, but she has certainly learned to write compelling songs.
Once I Was An Eagle begins subtly, sliding invisibly between the low-key soul of "Take the Night Off" into the linked "I Was An Eagle" and "You Know." By the fourth track, however, the record's quiet introspective trickle bursts into something bigger and badder. "Master Hunter" sounds as though it could have received a brilliant Jimi Hendrix cover had it surfaced in the sixties. Although the thematic inversion of the following track, "Little Love Caster," serves as a foil to the sneering confidence of "Master Hunter," it expands instead of diminishes the resonance of the earlier folk-rock gem.
The frantic swell of "Devil's Resting Place" with its emphatic chorus of "Water won't clean you" brings the album to a feverish mid-point peak. Though a jazzy interlude then divides the record, the second half of Once I Was An Eagle partially retains the incisive excellence of the first. The use of countrified organ on the simultaneously peppy and desperate "Where Can I Go?" and the more lounge-like "Once" continues the album's Noah's Ark-like habit of presenting songs in "two-by-two" couplings. Consistent lyrical strength and musical grace aside, Once I Was An Eagle Part II contains few stand-out songs until its immensely satisfying, horn-laced finale, "Saved These Words."
Carrying images of devils, naive lovers, and birds of all sizes to its soaring conclusion, the record takes bold Joni Mitchell-esque dips and turns throughout. At sixteen tracks, Once I Was An Eagle is an impressive songwriting feat for any artist (regardless of age). Laura Marling has solidified her reputation as the most polished and profound member of the alleged British "Nu-Folk" movement. As her nuanced winning streak rolls onward, Marling continues to impress with her smoky voice, melancholy wit, and restless, roving mind.
Grade: B+
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jimmy lavalle,
mark kozelek,
ryan,
ryan wolf,
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the album leaf
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Album Review: Sun Kil Moon & The Album Leaf - Perils from the Sea
The smoky, death-obsessed collaboration between Sun Kil Moon and The Album Leaf (or more accurately, Mark Kozelek and Jimmy LaValle, the mesmeric forces behind the respective groups) could have been an awkward and unusual curiosity of a record. LaValle's autumnal electronic textures never seemed an ideal match for Kozelek's weary, somnolent desert croon. The meandering, stream-of-consciousness storytelling that propelled Sun Kil Moon was too dusty and distant to fit with The Album Leaf's warm synthetic tones.
And yet Perils from the Sea is a triumph. Its global vision, lyrically travelling from Israel to Australia to Korea to Mexico to Kozelek's familiar Americana settings, bundles up the world entire while retaining a stark human intimacy. The sprawling openness of each song finds shared ground between Kozelek and LaValle, making for a expansive, quietly ambitious, record. Perils from the Sea is not a throwaway just-for-fun collaboration. It is a stunning artistic accomplishment.
While most of the album's tracks stretch on longingly, the team's darkly comic yet emotionally compelling attempt at a pop song, "You Missed My Heart," finds Kozelek writing with uncharacteristic clarity and narrative focus. Chronicling the misadventures and rippling memories of a luckless impulse-murderer, the track presents new opportunities for both artists and is perhaps the most contained and careful demonstration of the duo's songwriting capabilities.
Elsewhere, nostalgia and sentimentality become complex and justifiable on the eleven minute "Somehow the Wonder of Life Prevails." The grim, profane "Gustavo" moves with switchblade menace while "Baby in Death Can I Rest Next to You" and "Ceiling Gazing" provide somber spiritual meditation on mortality. Perils from the Sea is indeed a perilous journey, but its dreamy stagger through the haze of life makes for extraordinary listening.
Grade: A-
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babeville,
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josh ritter,
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ryan wolf,
sea wolf,
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Tonight: Josh Ritter
Josh Ritter has long presented a panoramic view of America's tangled history with wit, charm and fiery poetic urgency. His dense, cryptic lyrics contain majestically inspired images and penetrating paradoxes: doves transforming into dragons, boats set ablaze on quiet rivers, Egyptian mummies reanimating to outlive their discoverers, lovers contemplating pushing the "big red button" while stationed in nuclear missile silos. On The Beast In Its Tracks, Ritter has used his latest album as an article of liberation, turning his marriage's dissolution into a meditation on resentment's movement toward acceptance. Tonight, Ritter will perform at Babeville's Asbury Hall with his Royal City Band alongside Alex Brown Church's indie-folk vehicle, Sea Wolf. Tickets are $32 and include a free digital copy of The Beast In Its Tracks.
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listener's digest,
mike mogis,
ryan,
ryan wolf,
stephen kellogg,
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Listener's Digest: Stephen Kellogg - "Thanksgiving"
Stephen Kellogg of Stephen Kellogg and the Sixers is ready to capture the beating heart of the country on his new solo album, Blunderstone Rookery, coming out this June. Mixed by Mike Mogis of Bright Eyes and Monsters of Folk fame, the promising record contains instrumental contributions from members of Nickel Creek, OAR, and Sugarland. For those curious about Kellogg's ambitious take on the American experience, the widescreen vision of his train-chugging debut single, "Thanksgiving," has surfaced, placing the listener at a window seat. The song chronicles the agony of debt and divorce, the excitement of raising a family, and the unspoken contradictions found in the way we think and live. At ten minutes, the courageous single dares to present a bold decade-spanning narrative, justifying its running time with complex lyricism, layered production, and go-for-broke passion.
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rilo kiley,
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ryan wolf
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Rilo Kiley are marketing their newest release, rkives, as a nostalgic collage of murmuring memories, chronicling the band's progress and evolution. Presented as a "B-sides and Rarities Collection" the (mostly) refined tunes on the record (largely) contradict the idea that such collections consist of inferior curiosities to be pawned off on die-hard fans.
Whether longtime or casual listeners, many may ask themselves why this "B-sides and Rarities Collection" even exists. Why weren't half of these songs on albums? Who decided these tracks were expendable? The record's first few "rarities" are tight little gems, significantly better than some tracks found on "legitimate" Rilo Kiley albums. If the collection's alt-bluegrass opener "Let Me Back In" is good enough to receive music video treatment why wasn't it good enough to be replace some of the chintzier songs on earlier works? And why did a band whose last release was in 2007 choose to return in this way? Has frontwoman Jenny Lewis been too busy with side projects to continue with her most famed vehicle in a serious manner?
The collection loses traction by the time it reaches Zondo's "Dejalo" remix (featuring awkward in-da-club cliches courtesy of guest rapper Too $hort). Though it redeems itself with the varied textures of "Town Called Luckey" and rockers "Emotional" and "Patiently," it never reclaims the strength of its initial plunge. Songs featuring guitarist Blake Sennett's voice generally seem too precious when compared to his fellow all-grown-up-child-TV-star's soulful weariness and acerbic vocal stabs.
Ending the sixteen track collection with a bitterly comic twist, rkives perhaps is more geared toward nostalgia and fan-appeasing than it is toward consistent artistry. After the quality back-to-back run of "Let Me Back In," "It'll Get You There" and "Runnin' Around," and the cracked folk brokenness of "Bury Bury Bury Another" the record is only intermittently memorable. It does, however, remind listeners of what Jenny Lewis and company are capable of when they aren't slacking off.
Grade: B
Album Review: Rilo Kiley - rkives
Rilo Kiley are marketing their newest release, rkives, as a nostalgic collage of murmuring memories, chronicling the band's progress and evolution. Presented as a "B-sides and Rarities Collection" the (mostly) refined tunes on the record (largely) contradict the idea that such collections consist of inferior curiosities to be pawned off on die-hard fans.
Whether longtime or casual listeners, many may ask themselves why this "B-sides and Rarities Collection" even exists. Why weren't half of these songs on albums? Who decided these tracks were expendable? The record's first few "rarities" are tight little gems, significantly better than some tracks found on "legitimate" Rilo Kiley albums. If the collection's alt-bluegrass opener "Let Me Back In" is good enough to receive music video treatment why wasn't it good enough to be replace some of the chintzier songs on earlier works? And why did a band whose last release was in 2007 choose to return in this way? Has frontwoman Jenny Lewis been too busy with side projects to continue with her most famed vehicle in a serious manner?
The collection loses traction by the time it reaches Zondo's "Dejalo" remix (featuring awkward in-da-club cliches courtesy of guest rapper Too $hort). Though it redeems itself with the varied textures of "Town Called Luckey" and rockers "Emotional" and "Patiently," it never reclaims the strength of its initial plunge. Songs featuring guitarist Blake Sennett's voice generally seem too precious when compared to his fellow all-grown-up-child-TV-star's soulful weariness and acerbic vocal stabs.
Ending the sixteen track collection with a bitterly comic twist, rkives perhaps is more geared toward nostalgia and fan-appeasing than it is toward consistent artistry. After the quality back-to-back run of "Let Me Back In," "It'll Get You There" and "Runnin' Around," and the cracked folk brokenness of "Bury Bury Bury Another" the record is only intermittently memorable. It does, however, remind listeners of what Jenny Lewis and company are capable of when they aren't slacking off.
Grade: B
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Mothers,
on guard,
preview,
Sean Hoots,
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Despite the shift into the new season, right now it's snowing in Buffalo. The trajectory that should lead us to green lawns/clear skies/blooming flowers appears to have extended. Meanwhile, Small Houses, Sean Hoots, and Andy Pothier will be playing at the Vault tonight, supported by Mothers, and On Guard. Jeremy Quentin's project Small Houses has been described as "Artfully crafted finger-style guitar playing, and softly sung melodies describing the people, love, and homes of Quentin’s life." What better way to combat this cold gloom than an evening of intimate folk performances at the Vault? $5 will get you through the doors and the show starts at 8:30PM. Catch you there.
Tonight: Small Houses, Sean Hoots, Andy Pothier, Mothers, and On Guard
Despite the shift into the new season, right now it's snowing in Buffalo. The trajectory that should lead us to green lawns/clear skies/blooming flowers appears to have extended. Meanwhile, Small Houses, Sean Hoots, and Andy Pothier will be playing at the Vault tonight, supported by Mothers, and On Guard. Jeremy Quentin's project Small Houses has been described as "Artfully crafted finger-style guitar playing, and softly sung melodies describing the people, love, and homes of Quentin’s life." What better way to combat this cold gloom than an evening of intimate folk performances at the Vault? $5 will get you through the doors and the show starts at 8:30PM. Catch you there.
Alan Sparhawk,
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Jeff Tweedy,
Low,
Mimi Parker,
ryan,
slowcore,
somber-rock,
The Invisible Way,
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Taoist sensibilities aside, not all is well along The Invisible Way. The songs that place primary focus on Sparhawk contain more bite than bliss. The clicks and claps of the apocalyptic "Clarence White" and "Plastic Cup"'s odd take on a drug test's urine-filled vessel as seen through the eyes of a future archaeologist ("This must be the cup the king held every night as he cried") are bleakly comical reminders of how wonderfully weird Low can be.
Though Parker's piano-driven forward charges on "So Blue" and "Just Make it Stop" may inject brief tempo variation into the album, Low mostly sticks to the slow, quivering quietness that has long informed its oeuvre. The Invisible Way is a path Low has tread before. The band’s music, however, is far too entrancing to ignore, dismiss, or criticize for lack of progression. Seeking autumnal serenity in a winter abyss, Low's somber Zen-folk simultaneously soothes and unsettles as it finds rest in the womb of darkness.
Grade: B+
Album Review: Low - The Invisible Way
Husband and wife team Alan Sparhawk and Mimi Parker have culled Low's high quality tunes from dusk and dreams for nearly twenty years. Recorded in Chicago courtesy of Wilco's Jeff Tweedy, their latest child, The Invisible Way, intentionally features less duets between Sparhawk and Parker and more solo spotlights on Parker. The final product, however, is as eerily consistent as anything the band has put forth.
On the lovely new record, Sparhawk and Parker seem confidently settled into their trademark sound. The Invisible Way carries with it a Taoist sense of spiritual enlightenment, using references to the “empty” and the “hollow" and "everything worth nothing" as directional arrows toward bliss instead of signs of depression. Although the melancholy is as present as the transcendental, the competing forces are fused together beneath the lulling blanket of Low's characteristic sleepiness.
Taoist sensibilities aside, not all is well along The Invisible Way. The songs that place primary focus on Sparhawk contain more bite than bliss. The clicks and claps of the apocalyptic "Clarence White" and "Plastic Cup"'s odd take on a drug test's urine-filled vessel as seen through the eyes of a future archaeologist ("This must be the cup the king held every night as he cried") are bleakly comical reminders of how wonderfully weird Low can be.
Though Parker's piano-driven forward charges on "So Blue" and "Just Make it Stop" may inject brief tempo variation into the album, Low mostly sticks to the slow, quivering quietness that has long informed its oeuvre. The Invisible Way is a path Low has tread before. The band’s music, however, is far too entrancing to ignore, dismiss, or criticize for lack of progression. Seeking autumnal serenity in a winter abyss, Low's somber Zen-folk simultaneously soothes and unsettles as it finds rest in the womb of darkness.
Grade: B+
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Nebraskan songwriter Josh Rouse has never been too much of a downer. But on his latest record, The Happiness Waltz, happiness as a goal, and as a reality, lights up the entire album. On the wistful "Start Up a Family," Rouse sings "We've seen a lot of bad times / Right now would be a good time to turn it around." The album could have been as easily titled Turn Around Songs. And though many might be cynical about a record called The Happiness Waltz, what's so upsetting about pleasantness?
This is relax-breathe-in-chill-out music for fans of Jack Johnson or Michael Bublé (call it "swing folk" or even better/much worse "swinger-songwriter"). Rouse so effortlessly conjures warmth and ease, and even at it his chilliest his songs fall on the ears as picaresque snowfalls or gentles drizzles of rain. There is nothing dark and stormy about The Happiness Waltz, even if it never feels ecstatic enough to quite live up to its title.
It is impossible to be offended or justifiably upset by the cool nice-guy vibe of "Julie (Come Out of the Rain)" or the seventies sway of "It's Good to Have You." It is also just as difficult to feel any particular attachment to the songs. The music is there to rest in, to play at a café, in an elevator, beside a hammock. Avoiding any sort of catharsis or the sort of profundity Paul Simon (who Rouse at time vocally imitates) brings to his work, The Happiness Waltz is nonetheless so likable, so good natured, that questions of catharsis or depth almost seem irrelevant.
The Happiness Waltz is there to enjoy above all. Following a vague narrative, it finds Rouse searching for a new home with the people he loves. If the record itself can be loved it will be loved for its calmness, for its affability. The Happiness Waltz is the atypical optimistic record done right. And what's to hate about that?
Grade: B
Album Review: Josh Rouse - The Happiness Waltz
Nebraskan songwriter Josh Rouse has never been too much of a downer. But on his latest record, The Happiness Waltz, happiness as a goal, and as a reality, lights up the entire album. On the wistful "Start Up a Family," Rouse sings "We've seen a lot of bad times / Right now would be a good time to turn it around." The album could have been as easily titled Turn Around Songs. And though many might be cynical about a record called The Happiness Waltz, what's so upsetting about pleasantness?
This is relax-breathe-in-chill-out music for fans of Jack Johnson or Michael Bublé (call it "swing folk" or even better/much worse "swinger-songwriter"). Rouse so effortlessly conjures warmth and ease, and even at it his chilliest his songs fall on the ears as picaresque snowfalls or gentles drizzles of rain. There is nothing dark and stormy about The Happiness Waltz, even if it never feels ecstatic enough to quite live up to its title.
It is impossible to be offended or justifiably upset by the cool nice-guy vibe of "Julie (Come Out of the Rain)" or the seventies sway of "It's Good to Have You." It is also just as difficult to feel any particular attachment to the songs. The music is there to rest in, to play at a café, in an elevator, beside a hammock. Avoiding any sort of catharsis or the sort of profundity Paul Simon (who Rouse at time vocally imitates) brings to his work, The Happiness Waltz is nonetheless so likable, so good natured, that questions of catharsis or depth almost seem irrelevant.
The Happiness Waltz is there to enjoy above all. Following a vague narrative, it finds Rouse searching for a new home with the people he loves. If the record itself can be loved it will be loved for its calmness, for its affability. The Happiness Waltz is the atypical optimistic record done right. And what's to hate about that?
Grade: B
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australia,
folk,
global,
houston,
i said yes,
ilias,
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new folk,
pop,
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Though buffaBLOG's focus might be (mostly) on Buffalo, the blog itself has already brought in readers from across the blue-green planet. As much of a brain-melting life-drainer as the Internet can be, it does connect us, and it can introduce us to some wonderful music that otherwise may never have made it here from over the seas and far away.
Emerging musicians from all ends of the earth (plus or minus Antarctica) have reached out to buffaBLOG, sharing their songs, their souls, and expanding the way we think about the arts. The following acts are well worth dipping your ears into:
Ilias is an Algerian/Australian musician based in Sydney, Australia. His ghostly, indefinable debut album, Somewhere in Time, is the result of ten years of songwriting. "I wrote maybe 100 musical pieces, some songs, some sketches, some instrumentals," says Ilias, "But I was always haunted by a certain group of songs... I decided I needed to produce these songs, to break the spell and move on, in a sense."
Putting in place rigorous standards for the recording process, Ilias explains, "I felt that something so ambitious needed a set of rules, and producing, writing, and playing everything myself was one of them." Refusing to use pitch correction or fade outs and relying heavily on a modular, improvisation-tinged approach, Ilias further ensured Somewhere in Time displayed an organic, authentic style of songwriting.
Citing as diverse artists as D'Angelo, Brian Wilson, and Burt Bacharach for influences, Ilias has nonetheless developed an ethereal, hypnotic jazz-inflected dream-pop sound that is very much his own. He can be visited here.
I Said Yes are an alternative folk-pop act composed of members from throughout the UK, proud to be hated by Noel Gallagher of Oasis. Despite Gallagher's qualms, I Said Yes have been lauded by BBC London and XLM, and have performed alongside such renowned musicians as Florence + the Machine and Johnny Flynn.
In an interview with the BBC, the band described their formation, stating, "For three of us, it all started with recording really lo-fi covers of punk-pop songs in our sitting room, and then after an afternoon's busking a couple of years later we became a five-piece."
Clearly impacted by the New Folk movement that spawned Noah and the Whale, Mumford and Sons, and others, I Said Yes bring freshness and instrumental variation to a popular subgenre. Their colorful first EP can be heard here.
Closer to home, Bazile is a space folk solo artist from Houston, Texas. His latest effort, The Sojourn of Professor Narducci, is an odd and endearing exploration into the unknown. It also benefits from sound engineering and co-production courtesy of Alabama Shakes keyboardist Ben Tanner.
Creating his own genre fusions, Bazile pursues "gospel punk" on "Hi-Fi" and refers to his song "Save the Manatee" as a "lyrically eccentric love mystery." His satirical jabs, sonic switches, and bursts of emotion are as surprising as they are surreal.
Part Beck, part Ben Folds, part Sufjan Stevens, Bazile is always inventive. The Sojourn of Professor Narducci is now streaming on Soundcloud and its single "Employment" can be downloaded for free.
Gone Global: Emerging Musicians from Around the World
Though buffaBLOG's focus might be (mostly) on Buffalo, the blog itself has already brought in readers from across the blue-green planet. As much of a brain-melting life-drainer as the Internet can be, it does connect us, and it can introduce us to some wonderful music that otherwise may never have made it here from over the seas and far away.
Emerging musicians from all ends of the earth (plus or minus Antarctica) have reached out to buffaBLOG, sharing their songs, their souls, and expanding the way we think about the arts. The following acts are well worth dipping your ears into:
Ilias is an Algerian/Australian musician based in Sydney, Australia. His ghostly, indefinable debut album, Somewhere in Time, is the result of ten years of songwriting. "I wrote maybe 100 musical pieces, some songs, some sketches, some instrumentals," says Ilias, "But I was always haunted by a certain group of songs... I decided I needed to produce these songs, to break the spell and move on, in a sense."
Putting in place rigorous standards for the recording process, Ilias explains, "I felt that something so ambitious needed a set of rules, and producing, writing, and playing everything myself was one of them." Refusing to use pitch correction or fade outs and relying heavily on a modular, improvisation-tinged approach, Ilias further ensured Somewhere in Time displayed an organic, authentic style of songwriting.
Citing as diverse artists as D'Angelo, Brian Wilson, and Burt Bacharach for influences, Ilias has nonetheless developed an ethereal, hypnotic jazz-inflected dream-pop sound that is very much his own. He can be visited here.
I Said Yes are an alternative folk-pop act composed of members from throughout the UK, proud to be hated by Noel Gallagher of Oasis. Despite Gallagher's qualms, I Said Yes have been lauded by BBC London and XLM, and have performed alongside such renowned musicians as Florence + the Machine and Johnny Flynn.
In an interview with the BBC, the band described their formation, stating, "For three of us, it all started with recording really lo-fi covers of punk-pop songs in our sitting room, and then after an afternoon's busking a couple of years later we became a five-piece."
Clearly impacted by the New Folk movement that spawned Noah and the Whale, Mumford and Sons, and others, I Said Yes bring freshness and instrumental variation to a popular subgenre. Their colorful first EP can be heard here.
Closer to home, Bazile is a space folk solo artist from Houston, Texas. His latest effort, The Sojourn of Professor Narducci, is an odd and endearing exploration into the unknown. It also benefits from sound engineering and co-production courtesy of Alabama Shakes keyboardist Ben Tanner.
Creating his own genre fusions, Bazile pursues "gospel punk" on "Hi-Fi" and refers to his song "Save the Manatee" as a "lyrically eccentric love mystery." His satirical jabs, sonic switches, and bursts of emotion are as surprising as they are surreal.
Part Beck, part Ben Folds, part Sufjan Stevens, Bazile is always inventive. The Sojourn of Professor Narducci is now streaming on Soundcloud and its single "Employment" can be downloaded for free.
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Although both had established careers before combining as Whitehorse, Luke Doucet and Melissa McClelland let their charming voices intertwine to enchanting effect when they formed their dynamic folk rock act in 2011. Based just north of us in Hamilton, Ontario, the husband and wife duo recently released their second record, The Fate of the World Depends on This Kiss. A marvelous meditation on the ironies of love and the bitterness of contemporary politics, the album showcases a kaleidoscopic variety of songwriting styles. Tonight they will perform in the Ninth Ward of Asbury Hall (341 Delaware Ave.), a setting that supports the expressive intimacy of their music. Tickets are only $11 and doors open at 7.
Tonight: Whitehorse
Although both had established careers before combining as Whitehorse, Luke Doucet and Melissa McClelland let their charming voices intertwine to enchanting effect when they formed their dynamic folk rock act in 2011. Based just north of us in Hamilton, Ontario, the husband and wife duo recently released their second record, The Fate of the World Depends on This Kiss. A marvelous meditation on the ironies of love and the bitterness of contemporary politics, the album showcases a kaleidoscopic variety of songwriting styles. Tonight they will perform in the Ninth Ward of Asbury Hall (341 Delaware Ave.), a setting that supports the expressive intimacy of their music. Tickets are only $11 and doors open at 7.
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Søren Løkke Juul is a fortunate fellow indeed. The Danish musician’s new act, Indians, debuts on the 4AD record label, current home to Bon Iver, Iron & Wine, Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti, Deerhunter, Grimes, and the National (among many others). Arising alongside such maddeningly good company, Indians, as a one man project, seems born for greatness. And Somewhere Else, as an introductory record, is more than a stellar start.
Album Review: Indians - Somewhere Else
Søren Løkke Juul is a fortunate fellow indeed. The Danish musician’s new act, Indians, debuts on the 4AD record label, current home to Bon Iver, Iron & Wine, Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti, Deerhunter, Grimes, and the National (among many others). Arising alongside such maddeningly good company, Indians, as a one man project, seems born for greatness. And Somewhere Else, as an introductory record, is more than a stellar start.
On Somewhere
Else, the warbling richness of Juul’s falsetto tramples over lush
musical foliage, shimmering layers of keyboards and guitars. Use of
synthesizers is plentiful yet never makes the album feel overly electronic or coldly
artificial. An organic ache to the record, competing with its celestial scope, humanly
involves the listener while lifting the soul into space on a rocket ship full
of sci-fi sounds.
A serenade in a planetarium of a record, Somewhere Else lies beneath familiar indie
constellations yet somehow gives them new perspective, quietly accepting its
place among the stars. From the shrill Devendra Banhart folk weirdness of “I Am
Haunted” to the alien murmurs of “Melt,” Indians combine mad scientist
experimentation with a hymn-like spirit, placing a ghost in its silvery machine
and letting the phantom voice speak. The closing track, source of the album’s
title, begins with an empty hallway longing that two minutes in builds into a
Band of Horses meets Wolf Parade meets MGMT anthem, a stirring and cinematic
climax that neither needs nor offers a denouement.
Although Somewhere
Else owes stylistic fragments to bands like Grizzly Bear and the Antlers, the
singular and personal tone of the album belongs to Juul alone. This disarmingly
lovely record, soaked in reverb and sadness, requires patience but rewards with
its expressive depth. Juul more than earns his place at 4AD, presenting superb
low-key indie-pop that sends waves of emotion through the night skies of the wireless age.
Grade:
A-
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Album Review: Erin McKeown – Manifestra
At times associated with Buffalo’s Righteous Babe Records, Erin McKeown has been compared to fellow singer-songwriter and Righteous Babe
founder Ani DiFranco. Using multi-tracked vocals throughout her new record in a
strategy reminiscent of She & Him or late-period Elliott Smith, she carries
with her the songwriting chops of Aimee Mann and the whimsy of Mann’s longtime
producer Jon Brion.
McKeown also seems to have a serious interest in philosophy and
politics, launching lyrics meant to challenge established notions of nearly
everything. Her alternately
matter-of-fact, sarcastic, and jazzily melodic voice moves with a rapper’s
precision, spitting rhymes in rhythm that dissect the failings of our culture
if not the entire human race. Ample wit may often trump wisdom on Manifestra, but the searching quality of
the lyrics is still captivating beyond mere cleverness. Her repetition of the
simple question “Did we really crash?” at the end of the flawed but thoughtful “In
God We Trust” is unsettling and effective.
Though the potency of her music and the tameness of Manifestra’s production does not always
support McKeown’s lyrical bite, her voice is so varied, expressive, and
likable that it is easy to forget the derivative demons some of the album's
tracks struggle with. There is enough light experimentation and genre-mixing to
redeem the record from its slouch toward the adult contemporary. For an artist
labeled by some as “folk,” Erin McKeown rarely dips into folksy instrumentation
or song structures on Manifestra,
carrying more of a spiritual folk ethos than a musical interest in the
tradition. She demonstrates non-folk influences more often than folk ones, playfully
utilizing other styles with colorful results.
The white girl gospel gamble of the breakdown in the center
of “That's Just What Happened,” framed by a brooding blues, is as unexpected as
it is wonderful. Similarly, the enchanting guest musicians on the two
surrounding tracks make the record’s three closing songs the strongest of the release. Manifestra, which feminizes the male
ending of “manifesto” in its title, implies a perspective on the world that is
entirely the musician's own, a perspective that McKeown delivers with a fanged glee
as she swings her voice at society's ills.
Grade: B
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