Saturday, December 29, 2007

MY FAVOURITE ALBUMS OF 2007

Here are my favourite 10 albums of the year. It was a good year for music really, and it was somewhat painful having to narrow it down. They are not ranked individually within my list, rather they are all noted for elevating my soul for various reasons throughout the year. Lots of links are provided .... Enjoy!

Amiina - "Kurr" - The album title comes from the Icelandic word for birdsong, which is an apt description for this tranquil and transcendent album from this female quartet. For an experimental album it is surprisingly warm, drawing you into a richly textured aural landscapes. This is the album you want to play at night as the soundtrack to your lucid dreams, the ones where you are flying unfettered and free from the restraints of gravity. Also, any album that includes wine glasses, musical saws, metalophones and glockenspiels deserves a closer examination. (Video Links; Hilli, Icelandic TV Performance).



Blonde Redhead - "23" - This is nostalgia music reminding me of other 4AD and indie bands of yore that were my musical mainstay in the late 80's and early 90's. The album is dense and impressionistic and is both alternately playful and brooding at times. Kazu Makino's voice is a beguiling instrument weaving in and out of the richly textured production. Some of the tracks remind me of a more accessible and melodic version of My Bloody Valentine. This is surreal dream pop for the 21st century. (Video Links; 23, Dr. Strangeluv)



Crowded House - "Time On Earth" - Musically there is nothing ground breaking here, but what you do get with this Crowded House reunion is more finely tuned and thoughtful song writing from Neil Finn. The songs alternate between starkly melancholic numbers and some of the more upbeat pop gems that Crowed House are best known for in their past work. Neil Finn's ruminations on the fragility of life and the trials of human relationships, in combination with his penchant for a good pop melody make this album a subtle though engaging affair. (Video Links; Don't Stop Now, Silent House, She Called Up)


Gogol Bordello - "Super Taranta!" - This latest offering from Eugene Hutz and his merry band of global gypsy punks is a chaotic and joyful assault on the senses. It is a life affirming journey through the global village, as seen from the eyes of an immigrant to the new world. The accordion and violin add an element of warmth and compliment the frenetic guitars and the thickly accented, almost shouted vocals of Hutz. The aesthetic of the album is summarized perfectly in these lines from the opening track Ultimate; "There were never any good old days/ They are today, they are tomorrow/ It's a stupid thing we say/ Cursing tomorrow with sorrow." (Video Links; Wanderlust King, Supertheory of Supereverything)


Iron & Wine "The Shepherd's Dog" Sam Beam returns with a more full sounding, less low-fi affair than on his previous releases. His whispery vocals are complimented here by a muddy and organic backing band, functioning as the perfect soundtrack to his surreal lyrical journey into Americana. The album has a mesmerizing and dream like quality and after multiple listens it weaved its way into my consciousness. (Not too many great videos on YouTube, so check out the bands My Space page for some songs from the new album)



M.I.A. - "Kala" This is hip-hop for the globally minded, representing a refreshing perspective outside of the mainstream, including stories of third world refugees, and those often defined as the "other". The album also has a party like vibe at times and has a frantic and engaging pace. The range of samples and instrumentation is staggering to the imagination, including everything from Bollywood film scores to the "Guns of Brixton" by the Clash. Also, any album that includes both a partial cover of the Pixies' Where is My Mind and also samples a didgeridoo for a bass line is alright in my books.(Video Links; Paper Planes, Jimmy, Bird Flu)


The New Pornographers - "Challengers" - On their fourth album the Pornographers continue to thrill and perplex with their ability to craft the type of songs that have that rare ability to get stuck in your head while at the same time being somewhat indecipherable. This is a more subdued and subtle offering from this talented collective. It is an album that sneaks up on you after a few listens and will eventual embed itself inside your brain. A more grown-up, though no less engaging outing, full of the richly textured hooks and dynamic vocal interplay between Neko Case and A.C. Newman. (Video Links; Challengers, My Rights Versus Yours)


Robert Plant & Alison Krauss - "Raising Sand" - This collaboration was the surprise of the year for me, and upon reflection it makes perfect sense. The harmonies between Plant and Krauss are amazing and they approach each obscure cover version with a rare combination of reverence and restraint. The production by T Bone Burnett is crisp and minimalist, bringing the artists dynamic voices to center stage while adding new, albeit subtle, sonic dimensions to two artists that are already established in their own right. (Video Links; Album preview on YouTube)


The Polyphonic Spree - "The Fragile Army" - On their third album Tim DeLaughter's symphonic rock collective have created a jubilant call to arms. It is a brazenly hopeful record that avoids sounding trite and addresses the need to come together in turbulent times. One of the standout tracks, Running Away is a giddy celebration of being deeply smitten with another person and much like the rest of the album it is endearingly direct and earnest. This is the album that took me to my "happy place" in 2007. (Video Links; Running Away, The Fragile Army)



Spoon - "Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga" - Clocking in at 36 minutes this is a tightly crafted indie-pop masterpiece that flies by quickly, demanding repeated listens to grasp what the band has accomplished in the studio on their sixth outing. The songs are deceptively simple and there is actually a lot going on in each track, therefore listening with headphones is essential in this case. The album as a whole had the rare ability to stick like goo into my brain and I played it continually all summer. The blue eyed soul meets indie rock found in Your Got Yr. Cherry Bomb is probably one of the most infectious tracks of the year. (Video Links; The Ghost of You Lingers, The Underdog, You Got Yr. Cherry Bomb)

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

MY OUTRAGEOUS CHRISTMAS FANTASY

I wake up Christmas morning and stumble towards my coffee maker. I look outside into the darkness in the vain hope that there will be a little snow outside, but no, as expected everything is green and damp. Considering that I live in the midst of temperate rain forest this isn't so strange.

Out of the corner of my eye though I do catch a glimpse of something that is not a usual part of the familiar landscape outside my window; dangling across the busy intersection near my house I see a large banner that reads "WAR IS OVER! (If You Want It) Happy Christmas from John and Yoko".

Later on I look online and pretty well every major news outlet and blog reports the same story. In almost every major city around the globe there are reports of tens of thousands of such posters, in 100's of languages posted on buildings, bill boards and on any large structure of prominence.

There is a lot of speculation around how this campaign could have been coordinated so quickly, and the massive volume of posters appearing is staggering to the imagination. No one claims responsibility, and it seems that they appeared over night. Yoko Ono is equally perplexed about how this happened and had no advanced awareness of this. There is also no record on the internet of any conversation about this in the days leading up to Christmas.

A collective pause occurs around the globe, and we all seem to take a deep breath. Countless numbers of us are in awe and suddenly dare to feel hopeful. Questions long suppressed are brought back to life and real dialogue begins to take shape in the days that follow. We dare to ask if it is perhaps OK to rethink the way we have shaped our world thus far.

Conflicts around the globe continue for a little while , though their numbers dissipate dramatically. Our leaders quickly begin to realize that their free passes have expired and new rules of conduct are formed. Differences begin to gradually fade into obscurity.

Most cities around the globe agree to preserve at least one of the posters in a prominent civic or symbolic location, as a permanent reminder of the wild and outrageous dreams that appeared overnight and changed our reality forever.

Christmas is forever changed as well. Millions pledge to stop buying presents, and instead every Christmas morning post messages of hope in the form of wild and fantastic art and poetry plastered as gifts for everyone over all of our communities.

This is my crazy, naive and completely unreal fantasy. A worthwhile endeavour despite the odds....

Saturday, December 22, 2007

DECK THE MALLS

Run to the malls without stopping
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
'Tis the season to go shopping
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Purchase now some cheap apparel.
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Using credit cards at our peril.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
See the blazing sales before us.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Stand in long lines & join the chorus.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Frantic consumption beyond all measure.
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
In search of illusive Yuletide treasure.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Quickly now our sanity passes.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
In search of gifts for lads and lasses
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Manufactured impulses all together.
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Overtake our souls like wind and weather.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Sunday, December 16, 2007

List'O'Rama: MY FAVOURITE SONGS OF 2007

It is the time of year where in true geek fashion I begin to compile lists of my favourite musical addictions for the year. I absolutely adore this time of year and I have already began to poor over lists from Paste, Rolling Stone, Pitchfork and NPR among others. I am utterly hopeless.

Its a painstaking process, and I have to admit that I am quite fickle, changing my mind repeatedly. It is strange really, because its not like the fate of the western world is hinging on what titles gets cut from my shortlist. The origins of this process stems from my record store days, which provided me an opportunity to push my favourites on unsuspecting patrons and tell them what they really should have been buying!

To get things rolling here is my list of some of my favourite songs of the year. I am not into ranking within the list (that would be too painstaking) , so I have simply listed my favourite tracks in alphabetical order by artists. If I turn at least one person on to a new song that rocks their universe then I will consider it mission accomplished. I have linked every song to either the actual video, or some form of visual representation or performance. Enjoy!
Black Francis - "Threshold Apprehension" - The former Pixies auteur illustrates with this song just why he was an early muse for Curt Cobain, and countless others who formed bands after being blown away by the Pixies. He's in fine form here. This track provides a raucous listen that is reminiscent of Black's best work with his former band (see my previous Black Francis posting)

Blonde Redhead - "Dr. Strangeluv" - This track is an ethereal piece of transcendent dream pop. Like a few other past 4AD label mates, Blonde Redhead are adept at crafting highly impressionistic songs that take you on a journey to another place. What might be lacking in substance is rich in atmospherics and texture. It is a breath of fresh air.

Bright Eyes - "Four Winds" - Conor Oberst has crafted a much needed dose of biting political and social commentary to help lift us out of our Bush era Orwellian daze.

Crowded House - "Don't Stop Now" - Neil Finn's songwriting is back in fine form with his reunited band. This is a great pop gem, complete with Finn's penchant for a good pop melody. (read my previous review of the Album)

Feist - "My Moon My Man" - This song is immediately catchy and was embedded into my brain permanently after one listen. It is a rapturous and playful love song that demands a little booty shaking (a great video too!).

Flight Of The Conchords - "The Most Beautiful Girl in the Room" - This one will make you laugh, taking the piss out of countless acoustic ballads by over-emotive, sensitive guy singers.

Gogol Bordello - "Ultimate" - A chaotic and joyful masterpiece that spits in the face of thoughtless nostalgia and offers redemption through seizing the moment. (read my previous album review here)

Interpol - "Pioneer To The Falls" - Sounds like Joy Division's hipster little nephew and his friends from an Echo and The Bunnymen tribute band have been having fun in the studio again - a great song by a great band that flaunts it's influences proudly, though also has something of it's own to give as well.

Iron & Wine - "Pagan Angel And A Borrowed Car" - A muddy, slightly trippy little piece of post modern folk rock from Sam Beam and his cohorts. Complete with mesmerizing vocals and stream of conscious meanderings.

Keren Ann - "Lay Your Head Down" - A pretty little gem, kind of reminds me of Mazzy Star with more of a pop oriented sensibility. The vocals and strings on this track are haunting and lovely.
Alicia Keys - "No One" - Alicia is miles ahead in talent compared to many of her contemporaries and here she has crafted a modern day soul-pop classic. This song will bounce around in your skull for a long time, you have been warned! She is Aretha Franklin for a new generation.

LCD Soundsystem - "
North American Scum" -Wonderful irony laden gem from James Murphy about the globally maligned North American way of life. An infectious, playful and conceptually captivating number, much like many of Murphy's other anthems.

M.I.A. - "
Paper Planes" - A refreshing piece of more globally focused hip-hop that is the perfect anecdote to the mindless bling that dominates the mainstream. M.I.A. is playful with her samples, in this case using the sound of gunshots followed by cash registers in a rhythmical fashion. Clever, bold and daring, this is a real highlight of the year.

Kylie Minogue - "2 Hearts" - Kylie plays chameleon here with this glam rock tribute. Slick, quick and immediately catchy, Kylie is the queen at crafting a good pop single (see my previous Kylie posting)

The National -"
Mistaken For Strangers" - A paranoid and oppressive sounding track that perfectly captures the angst of existing within a corporate entity in the 21st century. The thick swirling guitars are brilliantly menacing, creating a haunting soundscape.

The New Pornographers - "
Challengers" - A more reflective and subtle piece than is usual from Vancouver's uber-group of power popsters. The song offers a glimpse of something new, of taking a journey to unknown places where one cannot see ahead clearly. The song is a gentle whisper and demands multiple listens to appreciate its magnificence. One of my favourites this year (check out my New Pornographers album review here).

The Polyphonic Spree - "Running Away" - Some life affirming symphonic rock that is unabashedly bold and optimistic, without sounding trite or overly formulaic. If you are feeling giddy with love I suggest you crank this up and sing along with Tim Delaughter's choir towards the heavens.

Rilo Kiley - "Silver Lining" - Shedding some of their hipster sensibilities Rilo Kiley go for some 70'a Fleetwood Mac inspired pop on this one. This song makes the aftermath of a cruel break-up actually sound quite pretty.

Robert Plant & Alison Krauss - "Killing The Blues" - What at first seemed to be an odd musical paring makes perfect sense after you hear this song. Wonderful and restrained harmonies with sublime production from T-Bone Burnett help make this sleepy number into something that is quite breathtaking.

Spoon - "You Got Yr. Cherry Bomb" - Motown meets indie rock in this infectious little diddy that will have you scrolling back again on your Ipod repeatedly. One of the catchiest songs of the year.

Coming Soon - My favourite albums of 2007!

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

MY TIME TRAVELLING OUTLOOK CALENDAR

I am utterly lost and hopeless at work if I don't enter everything in my calendar on Microsoft Outlook. I enter every appointment and always embrace the option to have little pop-ups appear at a designated time to remind me of another life altering meeting that I need to attend in 15 minutes.

While engaging in such an act of unnatural time management recently I inadvertently leaned on my mouse and ended up scrolling backwards (by monthly increments) on my calender. I assumed wrongly that by the time it reached back to the mid 1990's somewhere it would come to a grinding halt. I remembered a new VCR I had in 1995 and how its programing dates stopped at 2008. I wasn't sure if this reflected technical limitations or a lack of optimism about the future (or perhaps the perceived longevity of the VCR).

Anyways, in a surreal fashion the decades began to count backwards as I applied more pressure and engaged in multiple and rapid clicking on my mouse. The 80's and 70's zipped by in a flurry and then my calender began to breeze through the decades that predated my existence, month after month, year after year. I gave up at the year 1864, though you do know that I will one day take it ALL THE WAY back to see what happens.

I began to wonder if I could somehow circumnavigate the space time continuum and send little reminders to myself via my time travelling Outlook calendar. Here are two examples of what I might send to my past and future counterparts given the opportunity to do so;
  • January 5, 1982 - "Matthew, please STAY INSIDE during recess today - a very unfortunate game of kissing tag will commence on the playground, resulting in you being surrounded by a mob of fellow fifth graders demanding that you kiss Suzy Williamson. Your cold sore and humiliation will be legendary!"
  • March 12, 2021 - "My Dearest Matthew, if you haven't written an award winning or ground breaking novel by now you are indeed a lazy asshole and better get to it quickly before time runs out - P.S. How are the polar icecaps doing?
Don't get into the pragmatics, I am sure my 1980's Speak & Spell could receive the future message with today's technology applied to it, and well, it is already possible to jump ahead in Outlook and send yourself reminders or threats in the near or distant future. So get typing and send yourself some dire warning or inspirational speech about what you hoped your life would become.

Now excuse me while I send a warning to my Viking ancestors about the mortal danger of developing Scurvy during a long sea voyage.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

REVISITING SACRED PLACES

TRINITY REVISITED WITH THE COWBOY JUNKIES

When I lived in Toronto and was attending university downtown one of my favourite places to sit and ponder the universe was the Church of the Holy Trinity and the adjacent Trinity Square courtyard. The church is a historical gem that sits nestled within the Toronto Eaton Centre courtyard. This beautiful neo-gothic church, built in 1847 was thankfully spared in the 1970's when the Eaton Centre was forced to redraw its plans, and build around it.

The church and courtyard are a sacred place to me, a hidden oasis amongst the commercial bustle of Yonge Street. It was a marvelous place to bring lunch, to read or simply sit and watch life go on around you. I was drawn to it originally via the fabulous Trinity Sessions album by the Cowboy Junkies, which was recorded there in the mid-80's and became an instant classic, in part thanks to the excellent acoustics of the building that was conducive to the band recording the album centered around one microphone.

The music, like the building, is also sacred to me. It was one of my favourite albums of the 80's. It didn't fit much of the formula that characterised much of the other music of that era that I listened to. With standard blues, country and folk songs being reinterpreted, it opened up new possibilities for me around what music could mean. Needless to say, the cover version of The Velvet Underground's Sweet Jane is sublime.

I recently picked up the album Trinity Revisited, which celebrated the 20th anniversary of the album by having the band and special guests (Natalie Merchant, Ryan Adams, Vic Chesnutt) revisited the Church and re-record the album. The new interpretations are marvelous, bringing new sonic elements to the songs while still capturing the album's original spirit. The concert film that accompanies it is also breathtaking, with the musician sitting in a circle surrounded by beautiful stained glass and streams of light that flicker in and out.

Thankfully, music is a scared space for me as well, and both the Trinity Sessions and Trinity Revisited are places that I can return to from time to time. As the years plow forward I am increasingly amazed at how strong and persistent are the associations that live in my mind with certain music. With the original album I think of some very key people and places that are a living and breathing part of the music for me, inextricably linked to my experience every time I listen.

With the newer interpretations on Trinity Revisited I am reminded of the importance of revisiting sacred places and rediscovering what it is about these places that awakened something within me in the first place. Its an important journey to take, as it leads me to places where I can catch a glimpse of, or perhaps briefly listen to the sounds of the divine here on earth.

(Here is clip fom YouTube with some highlights from the Trinity Revisited video)

Thursday, December 6, 2007

LIGHT IN THE DISTANCE

Its the time of year when the sun barely makes it over the roof tops, and patches of frost find a permanent home on the grass, untouched by any source of heat or light. There are only about 8 hours of sunlight available each day, and most days in Vancouver it is hidden behind a layer of thick cloud and cold torrential rain that is a ubiquitous entity over the city, resulting in numerous days of perpetual darkness.

The lack of sunlight at times is oppressive entity and it becomes an act of defiance to venture outside for a walk and breathe in the crisp darkness. Once in a while there is a reward; the clouds break momentarily and reveal snow peaked mountains looming in the distance.

Having been abandoned by the sun, primal fears can emerge. To be deprived even momentarily of our source of life is intuitively alarming, even though rationally we know it will return. It can make us feel more alone, left to wander freely within ourselves. Our masks are stripped away and unneeded as we hide in the shadows. I can go to some dark places at times myself this time of year, and even the lack of sunlight seems to slow down the pace and will of my body.

Often I just want to hibernate, hide away from the world and pack it in for a while, perhaps re-emerging at some point in February. This fantasy involves burrowing away in a room with a stack of books and an endless supply of campy old movies to loose myself in. Not a possibility really, but still appealing nonetheless.

I am compiling a mental list of what I would read and watch in my own private den during my state of pseudo hibernation. The film poster noted above reflects one of my many choices, complete with a tag line that in many ways reflects the hope I cling to during this dark time - "love means never having to say our ugly".

I know the darkness will eventually dissipate and the beauty that is around me and within me will reemerge in the light. For a little while longer though, the shadows will continue to assert dominance and I will wait...,

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

DREAMING IN TECHNICOLOUR

Yesterday Norval Morrisseau passed away, leaving behind some of the most colourful and spiritual art of the mid to late 20th century. Admittedly I didn't know much about him and didn't follow the details of his life too closely, however, some of his vibrant paintings are familiar to me and have left an permanent mark on my imagination. To me his paintings are a physical manifestations of the world of dreams, where our bodies, minds and souls are inseparable from the rest of the universe.

What struck me most when learning more about Morrisseau was that he professed quite matter of factly that he has often dreamed in technicolour. Looking at his painting it is hard not to believe this . Like a Shaman gifted with true sight, he saw magnificent colour in his dreams that revealed new possibilities. All of this despite having endured the degradation of the Catholic residential school system as a young boy, and battling other demons throughout this life.

To me this is a wonderful metaphor for the type of vision we need more of in this century; the ability to see endless shades of vibrant colour and bold new textures despite of, and perhaps in defiance of the pain and suffering that accompanies this life. Too many of us retreat into the safety of a black and white landscape as the world around us becomes increasing more confusing and troubling.

To be gifted with technicolour dreams in this context is a true blessing. This gift may not be bestowed upon all of us, though sometimes when we squint and look closely at the beauty around us wild colours will momentarily drip onto our own canvass.

Morrisseau didn't have to squint though, the colours were an inseparable part of his spirit and imagination. For those of us cursed to dwell in a black and white world he fulfilled his destiny as the wild shaman, showing us bold new landscapes, bright possibilities and the importance of wild and fantastic dreams. This was his gift, offering us a glimpse of his own colourful universe.