Friday, August 17, 2007

Let's Push Things Forward


Download: Vampire Weekend: Boston

It's nice to see a young indie band that gets it, you know? I'm hardly— hardly— the first person, on the internet or in print, raving about Vampire Weekend. But most of their press focuses on what obviously seperates them from all the other indie antelopes. Stuff like this: "...pulling on the world music bend of Paul Simon's Graceland and late Talking Heads, wrapped in literary barbs and ample alliteration."

And all that's true, and inevitably and invariably part of their charm. But there's much more to this band than what most blogs can fit into a blurb before the mp3 ejac or what most mags can fit before the next picture of Britt Daniel. It's the reason why the picture accompanying this post is not the usual obnoxious photo of a horse or some shit. That's Vampire Weekend drummer Christopher Tomson, wailing on his drums much harder than anyone did on Paul Simon's Graceland.

Vampire Weekend— for anyone uninformed, put-off or disillusioned— is a real-ass band. And I don't mean to use italics to show that I'm breaking a sweat over these guys or anything, I'm just stuck somewhere between distressed and annoyed by the fact that exactly, oh, everyone is failing to mention that we've finally got a (nother) fairly MOR indie-rock/pop band with a spine. All that's to say that, yeah, songs about Cape Cod, reggaeton and quads are "smart." But more so is a pop band that knows to build itself a backbone.

They're long on hooks, yes— but so is "The Wheels on the Bus." The reason Vampire Weekend is much more than a good band with a nice blog song is because they've got a rhythm section that is willing to grit their teeth and politely muck shit up beneath all the bongos and minor key synth plinking (much more Walkmen than Paul Simon, anyway— and that's a good thing). Two dudes willing to play the two most thankless instruments in rock for a band already pigeon-holed as Clean Cut Ivy League White Dudes Who Play Afrobeat or Some Shit. Thing is, the joke isn't on them.

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Monday, August 13, 2007

From the Vault: Strokes Fan Club E-Mail, May 16, 2007


(No, the joke isn't that I'm on the Strokes Fan Club e-mail list.)

*** WHAT ELSE IS GOING ON, YOU SAY?
well i'm glad you asked...
TheStrokes are still enjoying some much needed "off time". i wouldn't expect anything to come out this year, but hey, then again, ya never know... in the meantime, they are staying busy pursuing some other personal interests and are busy working/writing/rehearsing and all those things bands do in between albums... but there are no immediate plans to release an album or tour for the time being.


Read: "The Strokes are still enjoying some much needed "off time" while Albert pursues his interest in becoming a middling modern rock artist on the road to having an album sold exclusively at Starbucks in 10 years (or digitally inserted into your ear, whatever) and while Nick plays rhythm guitar on Queens of the Stone Age and Mooney Suzuki cover band albums and while Julian gets fat and while the bassist slowly dissipates into the sky."

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Friday, August 10, 2007

Luscious


More on this later.

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