Eight seconds into this song, I realized how ripe "Fences" was for a quality remix. Just rip out all the mid-tempo, between-chorus chugging and let the juiciest segments shine. Def Starr's remix isn't anything too fancy: it work with what works.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
WORTH A LISTEN: Apples in Stereo - Dream About the Future
There's a few tracks off Travellers in Space and Time that are Apples in Stereo's most buoyant in years, but the one most begging to accompany an iPod strut is the infectious "Dream About the Future." Sure, it sounds exactly like ELO circa 1985, but this would've definitely made the Best Of.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
GREAT COVERS: Bird And The Bee - Heard It On The Radio
I don't know about calling Hall & Oates "Masters" (Interpreting the Masters Volume 1: A Tribute to Daryl Hall & John Oates), but this unabashed, time capsule rendition of the duo's 80's staple "Heard It On The Radio" is bowls of fun.
Labels:
bird and the bee,
great covers,
hall and oates
Monday, June 7, 2010
THE BREAKDOWN (FT. DJ SUB PAR): The National - High Violet
To say an album needs to be listened to over and over to "get it" tends to be an excuse for mediocrity. Often the best music is immediate and gripping. We don't need to ask ourselves, "Do we like this music?" We either we do or don't. Sometimes, however, bands that don't give us immediate thrill still have something of value.
The National consistent create moody guitar driven indie rock and High Velvet is no exception. Occasionally they achieve the emotional power of Arcade Fire or Frightened Rabbit, though pounding drums and jagged guitars, but for the most part they could fall inline with a hundred other indie rock bands. A few extra spins of the National and one of the best aspects of the band emerge: the lyrics. On their last album, Boxer, I had become disinterested until I heard the lyrics of "Green Gloves", where the narrator breaks into his friends house while he's not there and questions how much we really know people. On High Velvet singer Matt Berninger uses images of floods and bee swarms to craft tales of spiritual emptiness and becoming a father.
DJ Responsible Says:
The lyrics are actually the first thing that I noticed about The National; Alligator fit a perfect balance between Sam Shepard's poetical clarity and Isaac Brock's nervous detachment. Curious psychoanalytical lines like "I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain/It went the dull and wicked ordinary way" swirled alongside anthemic, Americana-capturing classics like "I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope...I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November."
High Violet is no Alligator, but I suppose that's not really the point. High Violet is a gentler affair.
The National have obviously grown comfortable in their own skin--too comfortable, I would argue, since much of the album's first half drifts along about as memorably as an afternoon lost. But anything The National releases is still special, and anything Berninger sings is still essential: the album feels destined to be part of a larger narrative we'll one day be proud to have shared at the source. As Berninger might suggest, everything's just a series of moments.
The lyrics are actually the first thing that I noticed about The National; Alligator fit a perfect balance between Sam Shepard's poetical clarity and Isaac Brock's nervous detachment. Curious psychoanalytical lines like "I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain/It went the dull and wicked ordinary way" swirled alongside anthemic, Americana-capturing classics like "I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope...I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November."
High Violet is no Alligator, but I suppose that's not really the point. High Violet is a gentler affair.
The National have obviously grown comfortable in their own skin--too comfortable, I would argue, since much of the album's first half drifts along about as memorably as an afternoon lost. But anything The National releases is still special, and anything Berninger sings is still essential: the album feels destined to be part of a larger narrative we'll one day be proud to have shared at the source. As Berninger might suggest, everything's just a series of moments.
Essential Tracks
"Bloodbuzz Ohio"
Runaway
Labels:
dj sub par,
indie rock,
the breakdown,
the national
Saturday, June 5, 2010
WORTH A LISTEN: Big Boi - Daddy Fat Sax
The Outkast half that still consistently writes verses drops this horn-heavy jam that makes cool look easy. The deep Southern voice over the chorus and the Milky Way synths justifies lines like "My ear to the streets and my eyes to the sky/I'm on another planet my nigga and you just fly."
Thursday, June 3, 2010
WORTH A LISTEN: JJ - Let Go
These Swedes got a bad rap for their recent foray into the soft and understated (as opposed to the Lil' Wayne sampling "Ecstacy"). But, much like beautiful ballad "Are You Still in Vallda?" off jj no. 2, "Let Go" (jj no. 3) is as beautiful and calming as a river rowboat dream.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
QUICK RIFFS: Fang Island - Fang Island
Fang Island, the Pitchfork-driven prog-rock debut, is actually a bit of fun. Don't expect the party album that their review would lead you to expect, but do expect a couple of half-frenzied upbeat instrumentals in "Daisy" and "Careful Crossers."
Essential Track:
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