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Patrick Pleau: Hype-Moi

The power pop community is still abuzz over Catnip Dynamite, the second proper solo album from Jellyfish co-founder Roger Joseph Manning Jr., which makes one wonder what they will do when they hear Hype-Moi, the new album by Montreal multi-instrumentalist (and Manning sound-alike) Patrick Pleau. Our guess is that more than a few heads will explode, because Hype-Moi is the French equivalent of Catnip Dynamite, only…better? An argument could certainly be made in Pleau’s favor, considering his tendency to let the music do the talking and to know when enough is enough. The songs are huge, mind you – swirling, psychedelic jangle guitars, triple-decker harmonies, hyper-treated keyboard effects and Moogs abound – but compared to the absurdly over-the-topness of Catnip, Pleau is the model of restraint. The irony of ironies is that Hype-Moi sounds like a long-lost collaboration between Manning and French ambient synth popsters Air (particularly “L’écran Bleu De La Mort”), who have worked together on multiple occasions but have never put a meeting of the minds to tape quite like the one Pleau does on their behalf. You don’t need to speak French to appreciate the beauty of this record. (Orange Music 2009)

Writer’s Note: I don’t speak a word of French, so I cannot comment on Pleau’s lyrical prowess. Based on the complexity of these melodies and arrangements, though, I am pretty sure that he is not a moon/June guy, nor is he talking about date rape, incest or murder. At least I hope he isn’t.

Patrick Pleau MySpace page

Super 700: Lovebites

You’d be hard pressed to find another album released this year that embraces the idea of melodramatic pop quite like German septet Super 700’s Lovebites. Fronted by the siren-like Ibadet Ramadani, who has a Liz Fraser beautiful-but-unintelligible thing going with her vocals, Lovebites sounds like the unofficial soundtrack to a love story between a vampire and the Portuguese princess who loves him. It’s haunting and Gothic, but also grounded in rock dynamics, calling to mind the late, great Boston band Tribe unleashing their inner Siouxsie Sioux. “Second in Line” is the album’s showstopping moment, a hypnotic mini-epic that someone needs to send to Motels singer Martha Davis, stat. The strange thing about Lovebites, however, is that as captivating as the songs are while they’re playing, several of them are forgotten almost as soon as they’re over, as if they’re equipped with a memory charm. Undeniably beautiful stuff, but we just wish the moment would linger a little bit longer. (Motor Music 2009)

Super 700 MySpace page

Julien-K: Death to Analog

Julien-K is a side project by two of the guys from Orgy, but don’t ask which two because it doesn’t really matter. They’re better than Orgy, but lowered expectations should not be a pass, and hoping something is better than Orgy is about as low as expectations get. This is synth-pop-influenced electronic music, but it has more in common with Linkin Park or even ’90s industrial-dance like Stabbing Westward than the ’80s synth-pop that the group is obviously trying to emulate. That makes sense, since Chester Bennington of Linkin Park has worked with the duo before with his side-project Dead by Sunrise. Chester makes a guest appearance on Death to Analog, dropping some backing vocals on the single “Kick the Bass,” and his emo whine is the least annoying part of the instantly forgettable excursion into ’80s pastiche. The amount of ’80s music that Julien-K rip off is truly staggering, adding only some slightly more aggro synthesizers to the mix; imagine the Pet Shop boys by way of KMFDM. Their obsession with the synth-pop of the past turns into downright theft with “Disease,” which blatantly steals portions of “West End Girls” without apology. The Handsome Furs had to pay New Order because their song “All We Want Baby, Is Everything” sounded too much like “Temptation”; precedent has been sent, the members of Julien-K should be forced to hand over their synthesizers as payment to the Pet Shop Boys. It would not only serve as restitution for the theft, it would also mean Julien-K wouldn’t be able to record new music for at least a short period of time, making everyone a winner. Even worse than that uncredited rip-off is the credited one, as the duo cover Romeo Void’s “Never Say Never,” which for some reason is spelled out in txt-speak as “Nvr Say Nvr.” But haphazard vowel removal is the least of the song’s problems, which removes the original’s classic saxophone solo with an oppressive synth riff while the singer tries to go the creepy, throaty whisper route with the vocals, presumably to make the song sound more aggressive and threatening. But there’s no way to make “I might like you better if we slept together” sound scary. Death to Analog just isn’t bad, it’s insulting, and on second thought it might actually be worse than Orgy. (Metropolis 2009)

Julien-K MySpace Page

Buckingham rules! (And the rest of Fleetwood Mac are pretty good, too.)

If you’re a fan of Fleetwood Mac, then you no doubt got more than a little bit giddy at the tail end of 2008 when the band – still holding strong with the fab foursome of Lindsey Buckingham, Stevie Nicks, Mick Fleetwood, and John McVie – announced that they’d be touring in 2009. Word on the street is that things have been going swimmingly thus far, and the tour will continue to roll on into June; you can check out the current dates rather easily, as they’re right on the homepage of FleetwoodMac.com.

In the meantime, however, if you’re on the fence about whether to go see them or not, take a gander at this clip of Lindsey Buckingham – recorded during a solo performance at Bass Performance Hall, which is available as a CD/DVD combo – as he takes “Big Love” and either makes you wish you could play guitar or makes you never want to pick one up again because you’ll never, ever be able to play it as well as he can.

Manchester Orchestra: Back With A Vengeance

Manchester Orchestra

April 21 marked the release of the second LP from Atlanta, Georgia rockers Manchester Orchestra. After four previous releases, Mean Everything to Nothing is a breath of fresh indie-rock air thanks much in part to producer Joe Chiccarelli (The Shins, The Raconteurs, My Morning Jacket).
In place of their usual brand of mellow indie-pop, Manchester Orchestra has compiled a cohesive collection of tunes that echo the likes of Nirvana and Weezer. There’s a new grunge twist on Nothing unlike any of the band’s previous releases. It’s the perfect addition to the Manchester Orchestra catalog, and has the potential to be the band’s most commercial success. The Boston Globe talked about the album’s strong points saying,

“[Mean Everything to Nothing] is like a sonic form of whiplash: lullaby-like intros progress into fist-pumping choruses, pensive piano arrangements are followed by gritty guitar riffs, and front man Andy Hull’s vocals shift from folksy Conor Oberst-like warbling on power ballads (“I Can Feel a Hot One”) to breathless emo-wailing on anthems like “I’ve Got Friends.”

There’s really nothing to criticize about Nothing. The substance is there, more so even than the majority of Top 40 releases dominating the radio. The growth that’s evident on Nothing successfully bridges the gap between Manchester Orchestra’s early years, and the bright future they are sure to have thanks to the transformation. Bottom line, Mean Everything to Nothing is what indie-rock should sound like today so have a listen. You can even preview tracks on Manchester Orchestra’s MySpace here.

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