Category: Rock (Page 43 of 241)

Stone Temple Pilots: Stone Temple Pilots


RIYL: Pearl Jam, Incubus, Silversun Pickups

The new album from Stone Temple Pilots represents a rare throwback in more ways than one. The album’s vibrant sound is a bit of a flashback in how it recalls the early ’90s heyday of grunge. But the fact that it’s a major label release with full publicity push from Atlantic Records is another throwback – such releases are increasingly rare these days, with more and more bands opting for the indie route. But STP came out of the 20th century’s last significant musical revolution, so it seems fitting somehow.

The album definitively reasserts the band’s status as one of the best in rock. It mixes up hard rock with hooky melodic power-pop and a sonic majesty that should please any longtime fan, while also winning new ones. It’s the band’s most diverse collection of tunes yet, demonstrating an unwillingness to play it safe. Lead singles “Between the Lines” and “Take a Load Off” mine that classic STP sound – hard rock with a groove that makes you wanna move. Dean DeLeo is one of the best guitarists of his generation, while brother Robert on bass and Eric Kretz on drums make one of the tightest rhythm sections around. Scott Weiland’s distinctive vocals catalyze the tunes in a way that he could only do in hit-and-miss fashion with Velvet Revolver.

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“Huckleberry Crumble” stirs things up a bit with a swaggering ’70s groove that recalls classic Aerosmith, and some melty wah-wah from Dean DeLeo. “Dare if You Dare” and “Cinnamon” bring in a heavy ’60s influence, with a swirl of psychedelia and Beatle-esque melody mixed into a modern rock stew for a couple of tasty sonic treats. The bright and uplifting sound of “Cinnamon” is a hit single in waiting, but the song still brings more rock flair than most of what you’ll hear on pop radio.

Another highlight is “Hazy Daze,” which opens with with one of the DeLeo brothers’ best grooves, power trio riff rock at its finest. Robert’s dynamic bass line makes the groove really stand out and Weiland’s vocals surf effortlessly on top for an instant STP classic. Then there’s “First Kiss on Mars,” a melodic gem with a laid back vibe and Bowie-esque vocal. The song highlights the unique range of both Weiland’s voice and the band’s overall sonic character, both of which make STP far more than just another hard rock band. “Maver” is another unique tune, with an R&B vibe that shows a band willing to stretch out and not rest on its laurels. “Bagman” is another great rocker, with a fat groove and a restrained but tasty guitar solo, while “Peacoat” digs into some funky, bluesy riffage and features a guitar solo that sizzles. “Fast As I Can” is an appropriately titled up-tempo flyer with a down and dirty vibe that recalls Guns ‘n’ Roses, and a deliciously twangy solo from Dean.

Critics have long slammed the band for being derivative of the grunge peers that preceded them (Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains), and some still do. A friend used to kid me that the band should be called Stone Pearl Garden. But the fact that STP blew up on the heels of those bands’ success doesn’t diminish the fact that this was and is a kick ass rock ‘n’ roll band. If they weren’t, legends like the Doors’ Robbie Krieger wouldn’t be sitting in with them (as he did for a smoking “Roadhouse Blues” at SXSW.) This album is a triumphant comeback for STP and almost surely one of the top 10 rock albums of 2010. If Weiland can stay clean, it should herald a new peak era for the band. (Atlantic 2010)

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Truth & Salvage Company: Truth & Salvage Company


RIYL: Black Crowes, Georgia Satellites, Lynyrd Skynyrd

“Hail, hail, the gang’s all here / With our heads full of reefer and our bellies full of beer,” begins Truth & Salvage Company’s excellent debut album, but this six-piece outfit has more on its mind than the munchies; in fact, this sinewy 12-track collection wastes no time in getting down to the business of delivering a dirty boot to your rock-starved ass, and keeps it there for a solid 46 minutes and 12 seconds. Laced with Wurlitzer and Hammond organ, shot through with loud guitars and punchy drums, and recorded by guys with tons of hair and names like Walker and Smitty, Truth & Salvage Company proves you can still make a damn fine record with nothing more than a few chords and a healthy stack of amps.

As a songwriting unit, the band doesn’t really offer anything you haven’t already heard from the Loud ‘N Shaggy section of your record collection – it’s clear they’re no strangers to the Allmans/Skynyrd/Faces axis – but their rock swagger feels more like a real attitude, not a pose, and even if there are already a million songs about hard-livin’ dudes on the road and the slutty-yet-totally-respectable babes who love them, these guys cover the territory so well (and with so many plaintive, drawl-tinged harmonies) that it’s hard to question their logic. Why did bands stop making records like this, anyway? Can these guys maybe do something about all that Godsmack and Drowning Pool on the radio?

Anyone who loves rock & roll knows the road is littered with the corpses of bands with tattoo-ready logos and song titles like “Pure Mountain Angel,” and with a debut as hard to top as Truth & Salvage Company, odds are high that these guys will join that list sooner than later. In the meantime, though, this sure is fun to crank at full volume. (Megaforce 2010)

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The National: High Violet


RIYL: Arcade Fire, Interpol, The Walkmen

Somehow I was one of the few music writers not to swoon for The National’s 2007 critical darling The Boxer. I found it a little boring and hard to get into.

So why, a couple of years later, have I responded so positively to High Violet? It’s not like they’re doing anything radically different. Sweeping and anthemic but still low-key indie rock is this band’s calling card, and has been pretty much since its self-titled debut album came out in 2001.

One element of my turnaround can be credited to seeing the band live last summer during the Virgin FreeFest, or whatever they’re calling it now, at Merriweather Post Pavilion in the Maryland suburbs.

They were sandwiched between Public Enemy and Girl Talk on the second stage, and to be honest I stuck around only because I didn’t feel like fighting the pre-Weezer crowd at the bigger stage up the hill.

Frontman Matt Berninger won a laugh by quipping, “We’re The National, and we’re actually a lot like Public Enemy,” or something similar. They then proceeded to make a believer out of everyone in hearing distance, putting on one of those gripping and uplifting shows that sneaks up on you and makes you reconsider everything you’ve heard from this band before.

Like the show, High Violet is a slow but hard charger. The album takes a while to get going, and being front-loaded with titles such as “Terrible Love,” “Sorrow,” “Little Faith” and “Afraid of Everyone” gives the listener a pretty good sense of the vibe.

And a vibe is pretty much the only guidepost you get lyric-wise. I may be missing something, but lines like “you and your sister live in a lemon world” and “I was carried to Ohio on a swarm of bees” don’t jump out as super-meaningful.

But by the time “Bloodbuzz Ohio” rolled around six tracks in, I began to realize I was entranced, and the excellent “Conversation 16” and “England” kept me listening right until the end. And I’ve kept listening since, again and again. (4AD 2010)

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Duran Duran/Arcadia: The Special Editions

After testing the waters with last year’s super-expansive relaunch of Duran Duran’s seminal 1982 album Rio, Capitol plays the ‘reissue, repackage, repackage’ game with the rest of the big sellers in the band’s catalog, and to their credit, they have been extremely thorough in their archiving. Most modern-day reissues are fond of providing ‘unreleased’ content like crap homemade demos in favor of assembling a comprehensive collection of released but rare material. (The Cure’s The Head on the Door, we’re looking in your direction.) Capitol does not make that mistake here; every remix, B-side and even 7″ edit that Duran ever released is here, along with some unreleased remixes and demo versions that, in one instance, are absolutely mind-blowing.

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Look at those pups. Leather pants! Warhol bed head! Don’t let these old pictures fool you, though; these guys could play. Indeed, they even rocked at one point in time. Time to get in the wayback machine. First stop: 1981…

Duran Duran: Duran Duran

RIYL: New Romantics looking for the TV sound

Rio is largely considered to be the Duran Duran’s watershed moment, but one could make a very strong case for their eponymous debut as the best album they’ve ever done. There isn’t a duff track in the bunch, and the album’s three singles (“Planet Earth,” “Girls on Film,” “Careless Memories”) are pound for pound the best batch of singles from any album in the band’s catalog. The most interesting facet of the album in retrospect is how well balanced it is; everyone gets their chance to shine, from John Taylor’s slinky bass lines to Nick Rhodes’ icy, flanged keyboard treatments to Andy Taylor’s forceful guitar riffs. It is the marginalization of that last one that would prove to be the band’s undoing down the road.

The new remastering job adds the high end that the original recordings lacked, though it feels as though the songs lost a little groove in the process. Still, as iPod-era mix jobs go, it works. And if the remaster job wasn’t enough to get people to pony up for a new copy, the bonus disc surely will. We’ve never found demo versions or unreleased recordings of songs to be particularly interesting (the lone exception: the Beatles’ Anthology collections), but the AIR Studios versions of “Girls on Film” and “Tel Aviv” have to be heard to be believed. Recorded in the summer of 1980, the specter of ’70s rock, both of the classic and art variety, permeates these tracks. “Girls on Film” is filled with gargantuan guitar riffs, and “Tel Aviv,” well, it’s not even the same song that appears on the album. It begins as a wistful ballad in 6/4 time, only to morph into a full-scale Roxy Music freakout at the two-and-a-half-minute mark, and back to the 6/4 stuff 90 seconds later. It’s a jaw-dropper, and one wonders if that version of the band still exists in some parallel dimension. The other demos are not too dissimilar from the final versions, though the version of “Planet Earth” here has a third verse. Who knew?

If you’re enticed by the claim of “unreleased” remixes of “Planet Earth” and “Girls on Film,” relax. They’re nearly identical to the Night Versions that you know and love. The DVD contains all of the videos from the album, all of which are on the “Greatest” DVD, along with a handful of TV appearances, most of which are lip sync jobs. The band’s appearance on “The Old Grey Whistle Test,” though, is a keeper.

Duran Duran: Seven and the Ragged Tiger

RIYL: Using it, bruising it, losing it

Only two years removed from their debut, Duran Duran’s third album completes the transformation from rock band to pop act, and while the band was never more successful than they were here, time has not been kind to Seven and the Ragged Tiger. The backup singers, the percussionist…it all seems a little silly now, doesn’t it? In truth, the band could have released any old piece of junk at this time – and some would argue that they did – and it would have sold like hotcakes, but in their defense, the band did brew up a few truly great tunes. “New Moon on Monday” is arguably the band’s most underrated single, and “Shadows on Your Side” contains that dark edge that made earlier songs like “Night Boat” so haunting. And “The Seventh Stranger,” for all its bombast, is still a hell of a closer.

Ah, but whither Andy Taylor? His presence is seriously downsized here, to the point where repeat listens to “I Take the Dice” – not recommended for the faint of heart – do not reveal a single guitar lick. His power chords were replaced by scratch guitar riffs, and he gets one solo. No wonder he was so eager to form the Power Station. Also, while “Union of the Snake” and “The Reflex” are two of the band’s biggest hits (the latter is one of their two #1 singles), neither has aged well, at all. Nile Rodgers did a great job of giving “The Reflex” some punch for the 12″ single, but the album version, well, is pretty lame.

Why give the album three and a half stars, then? For the bonus bits. Every remix and B-side from the period, including in-between single “Is There Something I Should Know?,” is here, and the DVD includes all of the music videos (and two versions of “New Moon on Monday”), as well as Russell Mulcahy’s film “As the Lights Go Down,” which chronicles the band’s tour supporting this album. The album itself is a three-star affair, but the extras kick it up a notch, as it were.

Arcadia: So Red the Rose

RIYL: Art for art’s sake, money for God’s sake

In stark contrast to Seven and the Ragged Tiger, So Red the Rose, the Duran spinoff group formed by Simon LeBon, Nick Rhodes and Roger Taylor while John and Andy formed the Power Station, has held up remarkably well. Yes, Alex Sadkin’s production leaves much to be desired, namely the lack of a bottom end to these songs. (Once again, Nile Rodgers came to the rescue and remixed third single “The Flame.”) But “Side II” of So Red the Rose remains a fascinating listen. With Andy out of the way, LeBon and Rhodes were allowed to explore their art rock tendencies without resistance, and in the process created three songs that bested half of the album their idol Bryan Ferry released the same year. “Election Day” and “Goodbye Is Forever” were the radio hits, but they’re the least interesting moments here. “Keep Me in the Dark” is the band’s love letter to Roxy Music’s Avalon, and “El Diablo,” which inspired the pen name for “Juno” screenwriter Diablo Cody, is as theatrical a moment as the band’s ever made.

Keeping with their goal to include everything from the era, the 7″ mixes from the album’s singles, even the import singles, are tacked onto the end of Disc I, along with “Say the Word,” which appeared on the soundtrack for “Playing for Keeps.” Disc II is remixes, remixes and more remixes, including the import mixes of “The Promise” and “Rose Arcana.” (On a personal front, we were thrilled to see the Yo Homeboy mix of “The Flame” and Early Rough mix of “Election Day” included.) The DVD contains “The Making of Arcadia,” which features lengthy pre-production footage of making each promo video, and then the video in question. This includes the videos for “The Promise” and “Missing,” which MTV never showed at the time. This is worth watching for two things: the video for “The Flame,” where LeBon plays the Barry Bostwick character in a murder mystery, and the pre-video footage of “Missing,” where director Dean Chamberlain is wearing one of the gaudiest shirts ever made.

Next up: Duran’s next two albums, Notorious (1986) and Big Thing (1988). One has to think they’ll stop there, though they could certainly fill a bonus disc and DVD with material from their 1993 Wedding Album. Either way, we’re guessing that Liberty will not be given the reissue treatment, and to be honest, it’s just as well. (Capitol 2010)

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Deftones: Diamond Eyes


RIYL: P.O.D., Soulfly, Black Sabbath

Diamond Eyes delivers a concise, effective and heavy record. The Deftones have been the most interesting band to emerge from the ’90s and has consistently delivered music that entertains, provokes and never bores. Currently in heavy rotation, the title track is the perfect opening to an excellent 41-minute ride. Alternating between Sabbath-esque deep riffs and a soaring chorus, “Diamond Eyes” sets the tone for the rest of the record.

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The evolution of Diamond Eyes needs to be noted. Originally, the Deftones started recording a still-unreleased record titled Eros (as a follow up to 2006’s Saturday Night Wrist) but shelved it shortly after bassist Chi Cheng was in serious car accident, leaving him in a coma. Feeling the need to go in a completely different artistic direction, the band started constructing Diamond Eyes. With Cheng’s condition unchanged, Quicksand bassist Sergio Vega stepped in, played on the current record and is a touring. One would expect a bunch of songs about the angst surrounding the tragedy; instead the lyrics are more abstract and enigmatic while accompanied by the atmospheric, heavy and borderline progressive arrangements. Occasionally, the music is reminiscent of a much heavier and hookier Pink Floyd (on cuts like “Sextape” and “976-Evil”) but Chino and the boys offer enough guitar crunch to meet your metal jones and the record has just enough screaming to be effective without being obnoxious.

Diamond Eyes is akin to the brilliant P.O.D.’s 2008 When Angels and Serpents Dance, which was an example of a band evolving, perfecting and deepening their sound. Diamond Eyes is the same. The Deftones have a unique sound, most of it due to Chino Marino’s hypnotic vocals contrasting with the harder arrangements. Marino can scream, hit the highs and flat out sing when he feels like it. Diamond Eyes is satisfying enough at 41 minutes but leaves you wanting just a bit more. Isn’t that the way it should be? (Reprise 2010)

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