Showing posts with label indie rock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label indie rock. Show all posts


Album Review: Sam Roberts Band - Lo-Fantasy


During the creation of Canadian based Sam Roberts Band’s latest album, the group decidedly chose to experiment with somewhat contrasting styles when compared to earlier work. However, they successfully managed to pull of their risky venture with most of the songs coming across as an extension of their vast library of indie-rock jams instead of an oddly mismatched collection. Aside from just that, the group has drawn on some reliable, ever-present instrumental talents as well as their own experience for their fifth studio album Lo-Fantasy with lead vocalist and former frontrunner of Northstar, Sam Roberts, penning the majority of the record.

Right from the start, you get a taste of what the album is going to be from the atmospheric and synth-driven "Shapeshifter." That is to say the album is a chameleon of sorts, with enough layers and depth for you to get something out of it no matter what type of mood you’re in. This is even more prominent in the bands first single "We’re All In This Together," which pleasantly fuses socially conscious lyrics with dancefloor rhythms. Robert’s summed up this song's lyrical ingenuity by saying "This was the last song written for Lo-Fantasy and, as often happens, the last song captures the spirit of the whole record." If it were tangible. the spirit of this album would best be defined by it’s own lyrics of "We're all in this together, so keep moving don't stop, keep moving don't stop."

Stylistically, the songs vary between the rumbling bass and punchy percussion beats of "Kid Icarus" to the banging party beats in "Chasing the Light." Where the album really shines though is in songs like "Human Heat" as it offers a good mesh of traditional Sam Roberts sound while still altering a few small production techniques to give the music contemporary, new life. Although the album doesn’t falter into the generic, mainstream pop-rock genre, it does have its fair share of boring and wasteful tracks like "Never Enough" and "Golden Hour." These tracks aren’t completely unlistenable, but they do unfortunately fall into the category of unmemorable and as such they have no long-term listenability.

Some people look across the seas to the UK or New Zealand to find the latest and greatest musical acts yet to make it to America, however, with acts like Sam Roberts Band just over the bridge in Canada, they may want to spend their time looking for domestically emerging acts instead. Above being a sonically diverse album to play it’s an even stronger medium for the band’s submissive and ethically humane messages that are cryptically hidden within the song’s lyrics. That in and of itself is what makes this album a strong contender against other group’s during this often musically crippled month.

Grade: B+






Tonight: Beach Fossils


Brooklyn indie rockers Beach Fossils will be bringing their atmospheric, lo-fi brand of indie rock/pop to The Tralf tonight for what we can hope to be a chill, intimate show.

Formed in 2009, the quartet makes nods to older acts, such as the Velvet Underground, with their simple, stark instrumentals, as well as newer bands like Best Coast and Drums with their pop-minded approach.  Vocalist Dustin Payseur's low, drone-y vocals evoke M83 and other shoegaze acts.

The band released their eponymous debut in 2010 to positive reviews, and after a string of strong EPs, they dropped their sophomore LP, Clash the Truth, earlier this year. It peaked at No. 40 on Billboard independent album charts.

Doors open at 7 pm, with the show beginning at 8 pm. Tickets are $13 at the door. Local support will be provided by Sleeps Hahas and Automap.








Album Review: The Dodos - Carrier


Carrier's record cover depicts a simply drawn tornado spiralling across a blank landscape, moving either toward or away from a man who stands frozen, staring down the storm. You can see the image above. The superflous description serves only to make this point: Carrier simultanteously contains the whirlwind of shifting sounds its cover implies while providing an overall aura of cool, passive detachment. While The Dodos peform their melodic meanderings with wild percussive flourishes and aggressive riffs, the venturous compositions still remain in a state of unyielding assurance and quiet strength.

The paradox of this is striking: a relaxed, largely lulling musical whole has arisen from scattered, semi-chaotic parts. Meric Long's vocals, a notch away from a laid-back James Mercer, well serve the rattling indie folk-rock The Dodos have cultivated, providing focus and clarity amidst the rush of instrumentation.

The record makes "Death" sound beautiful and a vicious "Destroyer" welcome as "hope exits." The Dodos preach "Confidence" even as the world the crumbles, dueling despair with spiritualized stoicism. "It's only the ocean..." Long repeats with a hauntingly persuasive lilt on the album's final track, "There's no need to run at all." And indeed Carrier is unhurried and unafraid, hypnotized by the call of the ocean or the spin of the cyclone on the horizon.

Although it may not pull all listeners into such a transfixed state, Carrier is a vehicle that delivers real sonic wealth. Its storm, opaque and abstract, edges into the ears with creeping ease. Unobtrusively and subtly unnerving, the album keeps itself at a distance from looming terror, finding peace where fear should rightfully reside.

Grade: B+






Album Review: Portugal. The Man - Evil Friends


Portugal. The Man have joined forces with the ever-brilliant Danger Mouse to create an album of wickedly energetic but listener-friendly anthems. Evil Friends, the Alaskan natives' eighth album in seven years, is yet another example of the prolific band's hyperactive ability to craft glittering MGMT-style art-rock. Early album tracks like "Creep in a T-Shirt" and "Evil Friends" feature Portugal. The Man at their most gleefully enjoyable, turning haughty gibes into brave psychedelic masterpieces.

Pondering the path of mankind, the record actively pursues the most fundamental of questions: "What do we do with our lives?" Though the spiritual struggles that crop up throughout Evil Friends lack the subtlety and precision of Vampire Weekend's recent foray into the metaphysical, Evil Friends does consciously explore "blind faith vs. blind rejection", "blindly live for now vs. blindly live for later" territory with compelling results.

Alternately, moral, immoral, and amoral, Portugal. The Man's lyrics curve toward an intense longing for belief, though belief in what proves fairly perplexing. Belief in self seems (unsurprisingly) excessively self-indulgent on "Modern Jesus." Belief in drugged pleasure and fame as end-goals on "Ecstasy" is childish and by the band's own definition "evil." Belief in romantic love as an all-healing salve serves as cowardly distraction on "Smile." Religion is unreliable. Agnostic unknowing is uncomfortable and useless.

The band performs with enough belief and conviction, however, to make Evil Friends an ambitiously entertaining, frequently invigorating, electrically-charged experience. Danger Mouse's production brings out the band's merits in exciting and encouraging ways, capitalizing on each tinkle of sound, each strumming rattle of guitars and pointed inflection in singer John Gourley's chilly, nasal post-Oasis voice. Evil Friends is an album to be believed in, demonstrating the range of the Danger Mouse-touch and the continued relevance of Portugal. The Man's tripped-out indie jam band vision.

Grade: B+





Tonight: Mother Mother w/Awolnation


Fresh off their latest civilization-destabilizing album The Sticks, Vancouver five-piece Mother Mother arrive tonight to topple cities of the mind with their gleefully anarchic, quirkily irresistible indie-pop. Rewiring the English language to suit their iconoclastic vision, Mother Mother put love, science, religion, culture, and consumerism through a supersonic blender that recalls the warped wit of the Talking Heads and the dark playfulness of Eels, Andrew Bird, and early Beck. Eviller and punkier than Arcade Fire, Mother Mother is big-sound Canadian indie at its snarkiest and strangest.

Mother Mother will be followed by genre-mashing alternative rockers Awolnation. Fronted by the animated Aaron Bruno, the band has continued to gain fame through their freak-fuzz hits "Sail," "Not Your Fault," and "Kill Your Heroes." They have been bafflingly described by fans as "Nine Inch Nails meets Aretha Franklin." Mother Mother and Awolnation will also be joined by L.A.'s Metric-esque Blondfire. The madness begins at 7:30 pm tonight at Rapids Theatre in Niagara Falls. Tickets are $25.