Marshmallow Pop Orchestra has offered up another totally insane yet truly inspired track – but really, it should be introduced in their own words:
The Malkin Mash is a tribute anthem to the tune of the Monster Mash in the style of the Pet Shop Boys to celebrate Evgeni Malkin and the Pittsburgh Penguins.
Halloween, cheesy 80s goodness, my hometown Pittsburgh, and hockey in one totally awesome song?! Marshmallow Pop Orchestra is definitely a band after my own heart.
Tipped off by The Music Slut this morning, I’ve just read about The Rakes’ split. This is a seriously sad day for me – I’ve been a little bit nutty about The Rakes since the first time I heard their “22 Grand Job” demo. They are (were, I guess) one of my very favorite bands to see live – the Tamboosh can confirm that they brought out a special kind of geekiness in me the minute they came on stage. And Capture / Release, perhaps one of the most relatable albums of all time (for a lot of those in my generation, anyway), is – without a doubt – up there with the very best the 00s has had to offer.
Bummer.
(Read more about their split on their official site.)
I’ve been meaning to post about this one for a long time, because Michael Gray’s Hand Me My Travelin’ Shoes is not just one of my favorite music books, it’s one of my favorite books in general.
Blind Willie McTell is by far my favorite of those old-time blues men, though I don’t know when and why that happened. Something about his voice and songs just captured my imagination and hasn’t let go. But, just like all the others, there’s very little known about McTell and the casual listener had no where to turn (other than questionable ‘facts’ scattered about the internets) for information.
Until Michael Gray, Bob Dylan scholar, decided to take on this enigmatic man, that is. Hand Me My Travelin’ Shoes goes, exactly as the title says, ‘in search of’ Blind Willie. That means that this is not a biography exactly – it’s also the story of the author’s journey to find what is, essentially, a musical needle in a haystack. He meets some very interesting characters, uncovers some weird stories, travels through and to places tourists don’t usually go, and – along the way – finds out some amazing clues to who Blind Willie McTell really was.
Oddly for a music book, I don’t want to say too much and give anything away. But if you’re interested in the blues, or a side of American life we don’t normally see, or both, this book is one of the best you’ll ever find. Hand Me My Travelin’ Shoes is a beautiful portrait of a time and place – both past and present – as well as a fascinating glimpse into a most mysterious man.
So another month has passed us by, and it’s getting darker and colder out there. Let’s have a look at some of the new releases the end of summer ‘09 brought us, shall we?
Girls‘ debut album, Album, was widely talked about – in fact, I only checked out the album because I’d seen their name all over the place – and is, as it turns out, quite good listening. They aren’t doing anything hugely new, but that’s ok sometimes – their brand of fuzzed-over surf-ish California pop is a lot of fun (when it isn’t sounding completely lovelorn, that is). Their sound doesn’t exactly pop, but would make some excellent heartbreak or late-at-night listening. Oh, except for “Big Bad Mean Motherfucker” – that one rocks hard.
The Cribs‘ Ignore The Ignorant, their fourth album, came out last month as well. Let me start by saying that I was a huge Cribs fan back when their debut came out. I was seriously in love with that album (and still am). I enjoyed the second as well, though maybe not quite as much, but was less impressed with the third. But at least it had some kind of catchy singles. So it pains me to be so bitterly disappointed in this new album. It’s just … boring. Blah. Blerg. I hear Johnny Marr in there and that should be cool, but honestly, I’m not sure what he adds in this context, especially when the songs just aren’t there to begin with. I’m not all that surprised really, what with how Men’s Needs … never fully caught my attention, but this is an even bigger let-down than I’d have thought possible. Bummer.
Before I get to my last album of September, I should mention here that I’m still trying to get my grubby hands on Kid Harpoon’s full-length debut, Once. I’m a huge fan of his First and Second EPs, so I seriously cannot wait to hear this. Mr. Harpoon has tracks streaming on his website, so go have a listen here. It sounds fantastic, doesn’t it?
My favorite – by so far I can’t even see the others in the distance – is, without a doubt, Monsters of Folk by the folk-supergroup of the same name. Oh my, this album is a serious winner – each song definitely sounds like the member it was written by, and each of their voices are as distinctive as ever, but this never feels like a compilation of Conor Oberst, Jim James (or, inexplicably, Yim Yames), M. Ward, and Mike Mogis songs. Their styles and voices blend so beautifully, so smoothly, it feels like this foursome always existed as one. It’s so hard to pick a single stand-out track – is it the Marvin Gaye-meets-folk “Dear God (sincerely M.O.F.)”, or the old-timey country-gospel ditty “Goodway”? I’ll go with the cowboy-tinged “Man Named Truth” for the moment, but I have a feeling it’ll change constantly as I keep listening to this wonderful album.
And now it’s time to look at our favorite singles. Some months I choose certain singles because they’re not great but not bad either, so to give the band the benefit of the doubt I include them in the Merry Merry list. This time, however, I didn’t have to use any filler songs! It doesn’t happen very often so I’m really excited about September’s releases. I am smitten with every single one of these singles.
This is a sweeping bit of stomping folk. It starts off simple and urgent, but by the chorus you’re swept away by beautiful layers of fiddles and voices and a banjo, I think.
Girls – Lust For Life
The song and the video are both so very adorable. It’s upbeat and melancholy and over way, way too fast.
Fanfarlo – The Walls Are Coming Down
The second single of their debut album is a wonderfully warm song. Fanfarlo is an amazing multi-instrumental band and has a beautiful, rich sound that has one leg in tradition and one leg in a mystery bucket of beauty. Yeah, I suck at telling you what they sound like but don’t let that stop you checking them out. They’ve been compared to Arcade Fire and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah but try to clean your musical palate before you listen to this band. Their music is strong enough to stand on its own without the heavy shadows of other great Indie bands luring over them.
Beth Jeans Houghton – I Will Return
This song is lovely – a melodic pop song with a bluegrass ‘tude. Her enchanting voice transports me to a soft summer day in a beautiful field, which is hard to do because it’s fricking freezing today.
Her voice is so bizarre but cute. For some reason the music reminds me of a trippy yet slick nineties commercial and I love it. This song also makes me wish for carefree picnics in a park – Sigh, I might just be projecting my sadness for the demise of summer on these songs…
With this strange song The Drums rediscover the surfing theme without revisiting The Thrills. It vaguely echoes and pays homage to California surf pop, but with a wonderfully intricate contemporary feel. There’s also handclaps and whistling, I swear it’s like Bean dreamed up this band.
The Dodos – Fables
I mean it’s The Dodos. They rock. I was gonna leave it at that, but all the other ones got a wee descirption so it just wouldn’t be fair. “Fables” from their third album is catchy and swinging and a fun and flighty introduction to their fantastic new album. It’s almost poppy but with tremendous substance and depth.
Metronomy – Not Made For Love
A gentle number about lost love with electronic bleeps and a sad, sad voice. It’s sparse compared to the other singles in this list, but conveys as much, if not more emotion with so little.
Following on from Tamboosh’s post the other day, I’ll share my particular Halloween geekiness. Some may call it obsession, I prefer to call it enjoyment. In case you’re undecided, let me tell you right now so you can stop thinking about it: Halloween is the best holiday ever. It’s the holiday where I get all maniacal and take over – I started jotting down ideas weeks ago (and nothing to do with a costume, just movies, junk food and music) and plans are now in full swing.
One of my tasks is to make a spooky playlist for the day, to listen to while carving the pumpkin or preparing scary treats, and I’ve been racking my brain (and the internet) for ideas. I don’t need them to be about ghosts or vampires, just to have a creepy feel. (If you have any ideas for me, pretty please shout ‘em out.) A perfect song that Tamboosh reminded me of last night is Jefferson Airplane’s “White Rabbit”. The truth is that I hated this song when I was younger, mostly because it’s so freakin’ weird, but it’s definitely grown on me over time. aDawgg will be pleased to know that this one is going straight on the Halloween list. It gives me the creeps even now, with the sun shining and the sound of kids playing outside.
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