Archive for February 1st, 2008

01
Feb

The Missing Ones….

Desert

“Umm….as far as… supportive, he’d have to support me financially. Ummm…I like a man who has money; has goals in life.”

These are the desires uttered by some ladies on the opening to Read Music / Speak Spanish, the 2002 debut from Desaparecidos. Most likely, this name would have passed you by five or six years ago, unless you were aware of the frontman, Connor Oberst. Mr. Bright Eyes himself is obviously known for his voice that somehow cracks and howls simultaneously, and then also his heartfelt folk songs that have over time, matured into mini orchestral pieces. It’s the anomaly of this group that makes me want to share, even if this act wasn’t all too well received. Remember though, Connor was dubbed “rock’s boy genius” at one point.

Connor and a few of his friends decided to go all punk rock with a tinge of angry deliveries thrown in just to sound sincere enough. With distorted guitars and bass that is mighty heavy in all nine tracks; a cheap sounding Casio is interspersed over all this noise as well and Connor’s voice is apparent even when he’s doing a light screamo thing. The lyrical content leans to politics, (Now perhaps a Bright Eyes staple) the suburban sprawl, capitalism and everything else you usually don’t hear on the man’s LPs. Read Music / Speak Spanish is about six years old already, and maybe poorly done to some, but this LP is still occasionally thrown into the player and that’s how it came to be dropped on you, our loyal reader.

Desaparecidos :: Man and Wife, The Former (Financial Planning)

Desaparecidos :: Man and Wife, The Latter (Damaged Goods)

And below, a b-side from Saddle Creek’s 50 compilation.

Desaparecidos :: Popn’ Off at the F

01
Feb

Five Years Time

Kensington Gardens, Royal Borough of Kensington & Chelsea, London, England

I saw the video for this song (posted below) a while back and quickly fell in love with it.  Noah & the Whale are one of the many bands in the recent English indie-folk movement.  A bit of an oxymoron, isn’t it?  These days, it seems just as hard categorizing the folk genre as it is categorizing indie.  Both genres, especially indie (I believe the description is a huge JT pet peeve), seem to get tossed around like snowballs whenever acoustic guitars and heartfelt lyrics are mixed with a particularly lo-fi production quality.  Is Juno and the resurrection of the Moldy Peaches solely responsible for this?  Doubtful.

But as I was saying, Noah & the Whale are from London, England.  They released a couple of singles last year and received quite a bit of ‘blogdom buzz’ in the process.  One of the singles is a sharp, little tune called “Five Years Time.”  The song combines a festively swirling ukulele with some jittery violin, playful hand claps, and earnest vocals to craft a near-perfect pop song. 

Lyrically, the song takes the listener on a journey through the thoughts about a magical first encounter.  An encounter on the bus during the morning commute.  Perhaps a friendly glance exchanged while at the deli for lunch.  Or maybe it happens at a familiar bar on a random night after squabbling with a friend.  A place he’s frequented many times over.  A place he never expected seeing such a glorious face he knew he’d never forget as soon as he walked through the doorway.  A happy accident in the truest sense. 

“Oh well, in five years time we could be walking ’round a zoo / With the sun shining down over me and you / And there’ll be love in the bodies of the elephants too / And I’ll put my hands over your eyes, but you’ll peek through”

Eventually, these initial thoughts turn into a relationship formed.  Butterflied anxiety and joyful glee are met with unbridled companionship.  Fairytale trips to the zoo are experienced.  Cliched moments and giddy feelings happen constantly. And even though a few clouds cast a shadow over the sun at times, very little will keep them from feeling on top of the world.

“Oh well, I look at you and say ’this is the happiest I’ve ever been’ / And I’ll say that I no longer have to be James Dean / And she’ll say, ‘yeah, well I feel pretty happy too / And I’m always pretty happy when I’m just kicking back with you’”

Random encounter.  Developed friendship.  Legally bounded partnership.   

Five years ago, an unexpected relationship was created.  The events within are rarely as easy as we dream them to be.  And even though it isn’t always “fun, fun, fun,” the most important part is the evolving “love, love, love, all through our bodies.”

 These sorts of encounters may seem like they never materialize.  But there is a chance.  Always.  Least expecting, where ever you go…

Noah & the Whale :: Five Years Time 




Chicago/Denver Concerts

12/31 :: HUM (Double Door, Chicago)

a

 

February 2008
S M T W T F S
« Jan   Mar »
 12
3456789
10111213141516
17181920212223
242526272829