Thursday, January 29, 2009

Franz Ferdinand interview

My Franz Ferdinand interview is this week's Drum Media cover story (live photos by the handsome Daniel Boud: ON THE EVE OF THE RELEASE OF THE NEW FRANZ FERDINAND ALBUM, GUITARIST NICK MCCARTHY EXPLAINS TO ROB TOWNSEND WHY IT WAS TIME FOR A CHANGE

“In the beginning we didn’t know what the hell we were going to do. We knew what we didn’t want to do. We didn’t want to play all that angular guitar shit that is everywhere these days. It’s kinda boring.”

Franz Ferdinand guitarist Nick McCarthy sits in Sydney’s Intercontinental Hotel. Sipping orange juice and gazing out of the window at a majestic view of the Harbour Bridge and Opera House, he looks weary after the previous night’s gig at the Enmore Theatre. However, when we begin to discuss his band’s new record, Tonight: Franz Ferdinand, his demeanour instantly becomes one of excitement. “About halfway through we realised we really wanted to do a dance record,” he beams. “We were trying things out and we realised we wanted to make a dirty dancehall record and get a really massive bass-end. The bass has come to the foreground and is doing a lot of the rhythm.” It’s true, while Franz Ferdinand’s angular pop was always nicely dancey, their third release sees them take it one step further. “That old way worked but we couldn’t do that anymore. I hardly play guitar at all on this record. There are a lot of synths and a clavinet [the instrument Stevie Wonder uses on Superstition]. It’s cool. You don’t have to play it like Superstition. It’s got a great rhythm to it. That helped us to get a new dancey side. We had to find a new way of playing dance music for ourselves.”

The result of such a desire to branch out creatively is an eclectic mix of songs, from the synth-heavy opener Ulysses, through the R&B of What She Came For and the acid-house freak-out of Lucid Dreams to acoustic album-closer Katherine Kiss Me. “I think each song has got a specific theme to it. We always joke that that our favourite record is something like The Best Of Queen or whatever. So that’s kinda the record we wanted to do, like a collection of singles, with each one having a different feel to it. Send Him Away has a very Afro-Caribbean rhythm and then Turn It On is just raucous. At the other end, Dream Again is one for lying in bed.”

While this third outing is recognisably a Franz Ferdinand record – the big, infectious choruses are still there as is the moderately smutty subject-matter – one wonders whether at any stage during its creation they thought they might be pushing the envelope just that bit too far. After all, the barmy Lucid Dreams, at eight minutes long, is a different beast entirely to 2004’s accessible mega-hit Take Me Out. Did McCarthy ever worry that fans simply wouldn’t get it? He sips his drink again and looks thoughtfully into the mid-distance. After pondering for an age, he defiantly says: “Nah!” He bursts into uproarious laughter before adding: “Of course we write music for people to listen to, but we have to be excited by it ourselves. I think it’s a big mistake to write things because you think people might like it.”
Considering how the Brits have forged a comfortable career with their familiar brand of jaunty guitar pop, I suggest that pushing themselves creatively on their third album is an admirable thing to do. McCarthy shrugs. “All my favourite bands do that. You just get bored of stuff don’t you? That’s natural isn’t it?” It goes deeper than a whim to try something different though. The truth is that the quartet simply had to tread in this slightly different direction if they wanted to rediscover the spring in their steps. A couple of years ago, life was not fun for Franz Ferdinand. “At the end of our 2006 tour, we were fucked emotionally. We were just standing onstage, tired of playing the same songs and not feeling anything from the audience. They were giving it all to us but we were just empty shells. Anything you do too much stops being good. We just overdid it and we needed a bit of a break. So we took a few months off and then came back and started writing.”

Shunning the home-comforts of a conventional studio, and in keeping with their desire to do something different, they holed up in a crumbling Victorian town hall in the rough part of Glasgow. “There were three rooms and this massive theatre which had been empty for 30 years. It looked great and felt great,” McCarthy says of the old building which was last used as a drug rehabilitation centre. “We recorded a lot of the vocals on the stage of this theatre. Late at night we’d turn off all of the lights and you could imagine all the ghosts coming out of the cracks and listening to the music.” While the guitarist admits to liking “total pop slickness,” and jokes about how the band weren’t totally slumming it as they would drive to the makeshift studio in their Porsches, recording in the dilapidated building agreed with their preferred way of working. “I just like being in control and doing my own thing rather than asking someone: ‘Is it alright if I put that microphone there?’ In a studio I always feel a bit intimidated. In our place you could do whatever you wanted. It felt relaxed.”The fun that the band had in their new HQ shines through on the long-player, but McCarthy suggests that, while it was a blast to record in such an interesting environment, it’s still all about the strength of the songs. “We put a lot of effort into the sound but the recording side is secondary really to what the song is. If you record a great song badly, it’s still great.”

They took embryonic versions of their new songs on tour to try them out in front of a live audience. Rather than filling big venues, they road-tested them at secret gigs in sweaty little pubs and social clubs around Scotland. “We played them live and changed them again if we didn’t think they were working. Some of the gigs were the size of this [average sized hotel] room. Even if there were only ten people in the room, it was exciting to play new songs. We’d come back from the gigs and think: ‘That one’s not really working.’ Then we did a tour of the UK, and after that we changed them again.”

With a new repertoire of tunes at their disposal, being on stage is fun again for the Brits and, with the new album about to be unleashed, McCarthy can’t wait for fans to get to know the new offerings. “I’m really looking forward to what people are going to say about it, and how they are going to react when they actually know the songs. Big fans will have listened to them online and you can see the odd person singing along, but the full impact of an album is when people know it when we play it live. We want to get that reaction.”

The Ting Tings at The Metro

The Ting Tings rolled into town for Big Day Out last week. I took in their sideshow (photos courtesy of the sexy, bearded Daniel Boud)THE TING TINGS
DASH & WILL
The Metro, Sydney
20/01/09


While their names suggest they are a couple of lads, Melbourne’s Dash & Will are actually two diminutive females. Looking like models for American Apparel, Dash (Charlie Thorpe) and Will’s (Josie De Sousa-Reay) perky guitar-pop was undeniably catchy and, just when their continually shared vocals and overt poppiness threatened to grow tiresome, their newest songs showed a rockier, more interesting side to their sound. Ultimately it was hard not to be won over by the fact that, even though their reputation is growing fast, they still seemed insanely excited to be on stage at all, and bounced around with the exuberance of a couple of kids dancing to their favourite tunes in their bedroom.

The Ting Tings announced their arrival to a sold-out Metro by drummer Jules De Martino playing drums and guitar at the same time before vocalist/guitarist Katie White bounded out from the shadows and launched straight into We Walk. Next, slightly surprisingly, came mega-hit Great DJ. It may have been a brave move to play their breakthrough single so early, but it certainly created a party atmosphere.White’s guitar skills were primitive to say the least, but it mattered not because the duo’s sound was carried by the impressive De Martino, who knows his way around a drum kit. White was certainly an arresting frontwoman though, pacing the stage, hacking the hell out of her guitar and leading the crowd through a chorus of “ker-chings” on Fruit Machine. The lame Traffic Light disappointingly brought the tempo down before the awesome funky pop of Shut Up And Let Me Go moved things in the right direction again, with its duel drumming and frenzied cowbell bashing.

If there were an award for shittest intro to an encore ever, it would have been won by De Martino’s inexplicable two minutes of DJing in which he badly mixed Run DMC with the theme-tune to Ghostbusters, so it was a relief when White returned and De Martino strapped on a bass guitar for Impacilla Carpisung. Predictably but pleasingly, the duo ended with the enticing nonsense of the singalong That’s Not My Name, which sent the crowd nuts and proved that, while The Ting Tings may be throwaway and hit-and-miss, on the occasions they get it right, their brand of nursery-rhyme indie-pop is strangely irresistible.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Franz Ferdinand - Tonight: Franz Ferdinand

FRANZ FERDINAND
Tonight: Franz Ferdinand


Feeling a little creatively stunted by the angular pop of their first two albums, Britain’s Franz Ferdinand decided it was time for something slightly different. So, avoiding the sheen of a conventional studio, they holed up in the unlikely setting of a crumbling former drug rehabilitation centre in Scotland. Superslinkies hung from the ceiling to act as primitive spring reverb, the windows were soundproofed and the band set about attempting to make a full-on disco record.

From the squelchy synths of opening track Ulysses, the shift in direction is obvious. “C’mon, let’s get high,” frontman Alex Kapranos suggests before a massive chorus shows that, though this is a departure, it is still recognisably Franz Ferdinand. No You Girls plays like a chemically-enhanced The Dark Of The Matinee and uses the rattling of a human skeleton for percussion. Similarly experimentally, Send Him Away was recorded to one mic in the cellar under the makeshift studio’s stage. While seventies synths give the record a distinctly electro feel, its sound is also an eclectic mix of African influences, funk, R&B and disco-glam.

If ever there was an indication of the vivacity and boldness of Tonight: Franz Ferdinand and producer Dan Carey’s chaotic, experimental vision it is Lucid Dreams. With the now familiar squidgy techno bass, the song races through a dizzying barrage of ideas threaded together by a galloping drumbeat. Then, at the five minute mark when you might expect it to start winding down, it moves into three minutes of acid-house madness in a Super Furry Animals kind of way. It’s a daring move which could have backfired, yet somehow it works wonderfully and is the album’s strongest moment. Katherine Kiss Me then draws things to a close in an incongruously acoustic manner. Like a comedown, but a gentle one.

Although the leering lyrics and smutty wink with which they do their thing becomes less appealing the longer in the tooth they get, their joyousness is infectious and such keenness to stretch beyond their well-established pop brand should be applauded. Okay, so it’s typically throwaway, but Tonight: Franz Ferdinand succeeds as a hedonistic dance-floor filler. When they first burst onto the scene in 2004, Franz Ferdinand stated that they aimed to create “music to make girls dance.” Five years on, they are adhering to that manifesto more so than ever.

Metronomy at Becks Bar

I took in Metronomy as part of the Sydney Festival last week:METRONOMY
PIVOT
TOTALLY MICHAEL

Becks Bar, Hyde Park Barracks
15/01/09

The Popfrenzy Party burst into life with a short, fun set from Indiana’s Totally Michael. With bubblegum punk-pop guitar hooks played over a backing track and samples, the solo artist spent much of his time off the stage running around the floor “like a dumbass” [his words] singing and rapping in a style that wouldn’t have been out of place soundtracking an American teen movie.

With rain lashing down outside, Pivot’s (below) edgy post-rock instrumentation filled the marquee. As always, their sound was intense, daunting and inventive as guitar grooves fought their way through dense synths and the insistent drumming of the wonderful Laurence Pike. It was an all-out aural attack, yet, while the inclusion of a knob-twiddling third member has certainly added layers to their sound, it hasn’t necessarily enhanced their stage dynamic. I suppose they’ve been a trio for long enough now for it to no longer be an issue, but, back when their live show consisted of only the two brothers, it all seemed so much more primal and exciting.Not many bands arrive on stage wearing their own light show, but London-based Metronomy boasted lights on their wrists and guitars, and had glowing chests, like a trio of techno ETs. Opening with Holiday, their indie/dance crossover was charmingly ramshackle, like Klaxons before they became the polished act they are today. Indeed, in the middle of The End Of You Too, their computer said 'no', and they had to start the whole song over again. This minor hiccup barely affected the tempo though; as their show was irrepressibly upbeat with drum machine, keys, guitar and funky basslines complimented by sax, melodica and Bee Gees harmonies. In amongst the indie/electro insanity and the occasional cheesy choreographed dance moves, there were some really strong moments, like the chorus of Heartbreaker and the A Cappella opening of sweet love song, A Thing For Me. Another computer glitch couldn’t stop Radio Ladio bringing their show to a raucous end and, as the Brits made their way into the night, Totally Michael was back for another ridiculously energetic set, again performed exclusively from the floor in front of the stage. He ended by inviting the whole crowd back to his place. “I’ve got a tight-ass hotel room,” he declared. “Let’s party all night.”

Monday, January 19, 2009

Big Day Out Hot Produce stage feature


WITH BIG DAY OUT FAST APPROACHING, ROB TOWNSEND TALKS TO SOME OF THE MOST EXCITING LOCAL ACTS SET TO APPEAR ON THE HOT PRODUCE STAGE

Sarah Kelly from The Redsunband, Bree Carter from Wow and Kiss Reid from The Scare are enjoying a post photo-shoot drink when one of them makes a bold claim. “We’re the best band in the whole world,” Kiss says with a devilish grin. “I want people to realise the album that we’ve just recorded is the greatest punk album ever made in history.”
“Have a bit more confidence in yourself,” Sarah jokes. Cue laughter all round.

While the animated frontman of Sydney’s dark punk rockers has his tongue planted firmly in his cheek, the bullishness that he and his fellow interviewees are feeling is understandable as they, along with other emerging local artists, have been hand-picked to play the Hot Produce stage at Big Day Out. Considering just how many young bands are vying for attention amid a buzzing Sydney scene, these artists are obviously doing something special to stand out from the crowd. “Basically, it’s about your live performances and being that little bit different,” Kiss states as he pulls hard on a cigarette. “So many bands want to join a scene, but it’s the people that don’t do the generic thing that get ahead.”
Bree, whose band’s live show offers high-energy techno/dance bounciness, concurs. “Yeah, that’s true. Be different. Be yourself.”
“The natural bands push forward over the bands that are fake and transparent,” vocalist/guitarist Sarah adds. “You’ve got to be lucky as well though, and it’s also about people wanting to help you out. It helps if you are really good at talking.”
“I’ve just got a good drummer with a really big mouth,” Kiss says. “He’s a great talker.”
“Which one’s your drummer?” Sarah asks.
“The one that talks a lot and always looks kinda like a 70s porn star,” he replies, as though that is explanation enough.


So, having got ahead of the chasing pack and scored a coveted place on the Hot Produce stage, how will the bands approach the occasion? Do they look at it professionally – a big chance to win over new fans – or is it just a day getting drunk in the sun that happens to be punctuated by a 40-minute set? “It’s like being out and being the driver when everyone else is pissed. It’s not as fun unless you’re part of it,” Bree says.
Kiss agrees. “That’s the way it is. We’ve played at festivals in England and I’ve tried to be professional and I hated it.”
“It’s fun to play a festival. I don’t think there’s heaps of pressure on you necessarily,” says Sarah, whose band has graced Big Day Out before with its dark, heavy dream-pop. “It’s pretty relaxed and it can be really interactive. Festivals are basically the only all-ages shows we get to play. So it’s all about playing to 16-year-olds, because they’re the best fans you’ll ever have. They’re so into it.”
“People are there to have fun,” Bree states. “You feel it from the stage. It breaks down barriers straight away, from the second you get up there.”

When talk turns to expectations of the day, Bree speaks with enthusiasm about the recent growth of her band from a duo to a quartet. “We’re trying to improve our live show as much as possible, so we have now got Stephen J. Mitchell from Emergency Emergency on synths and electric guitar and our friend on drums. Drugmoney is his official name.”
Kiss meanwhile, in spite of his general ebullience, has decidedly modest aspirations. “I hope I give a better performance than at Homebake. Every single one we’ve played has been disastrous. Too drunk.” Indeed, because of his band’s dipsomaniac tendencies, last year they were only allowed access to their rider half-an-hour before they performed. “We still drank it all. I fell off the front of the stage straightaway and got concussion. I’ll try to stay on the stage a little longer at Big Day Out.”

Once their sets are done, there is one particular band that members of Wow and The Scare are sure to head to watch. “I’ve seen The Prodigy before and the crazy energy they bring is just amazing,” Kiss recalls. “People were losing their shit. It was really exciting.”
Sarah, meanwhile, explains how she is more interested in seeing some closer-to-home acts, including The Drones and recent tour-buddies, Youth Group. “It was so fun,” she says of last year’s travels around Australia with them. “We were in a 12-seater van, travelling all together. I think it’s a great way to do it. Any inter-band tensions are defused because there are so many people around.” As an afterthought she adds: “It’s cheaper too.”


Enthusiasm levels vary when the discussion moves on to whether any of the bands have dreams of ever headlining the main stage at Big Day Out. Sarah greats the idea with indifference. “It’s not something I aspire to, because, generally, I like the smaller stages for watching bands or for playing.”
Bree has an easygoing attitude. “It’s not on my list of things to do, so it wouldn’t really matter if it never happened, but of course it would be great.”
Enter Kiss, with a typically devil-may-care approach. “I could do it,” he says with a smile.

Talk turns to fantasy festival line-ups. As is becoming the accepted dynamic, Kiss leads the conversation. “I’d take about five acts from the All Tomorrow’s Parties line-up. I’d throw Talking Heads in there and I’d get Swans back together.”
As he pauses for breath, Sarah takes the opportunity to request Mazzy Star. “But they’d have to play after dark,” she insists. Obviously putting plenty of thought into the logistics of her dream line-up, she also requests The Kinks, “really early in the day.”
As Sarah adds The Black Angels to her wish-list and Kiss explains how he could spend all day naming bands, Bree remains strangely quiet; the enormity of being asked to curate her own fantasy festival seemingly sending her brain into meltdown. “There are way too many,” she shrugs as an answer is teased from her. “For some reason I can only think 80s though. I’d love to see Bowie.”


As seasoned festival-goers, both as performers and punters, the trio offer up some tips for Big Day Out virgins. “I’m white as hell so I’d say wear sunscreen,” Bree says, studying her moon tan. “Oh, and take some sort of smuggling device, because I think you’re only allowed two drinks at a time.”
Surreally, Kiss adds: “Get a carrier pigeon.”
Meanwhile, amongst some helpful advice about bringing a big hat and not wearing black, Sarah suggests a slightly harder to acquire necessity. “A backstage pass is the best thing you can have at Big Day Out; shorter lines, cleaner loos.”

So there you have it. Forget sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll, being an artist at Big Day Out is all about the joys of doing a wee in comfort. If ever there was a reason to form your own band and attempt to score a place on next year’s Hot Produce Stage, surely this is it. After all, have you seen the length of those lines for the toilets?

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Franz Ferdinand at The Enmore Theatre

Franz Ferdinand played at the Enmore Theatre last week. Here is my review (pictures by the delicious Daniel Boud and Cybele Malinowski):
FRANZ FERDINAND
THE TEMPER TRAP
RED RIDERS
The Enmore Theatre, Enmore
06/01/09


Local lads, Red Riders, were first on the bill when Franz Ferdinand played Sydney back in 2004. Playing the same slot more than four years on perhaps says something about their career trajectory and, while their performance was solid enough, it felt hackneyed and lacked vitality.

In complete contrast, The Temper Trap’s star is ascending at pace. The Melbourne five-piece (whose numbers have been temporarily boosted by a supplementary guitarist due to frontman Dougy’s hand injury) put on a thrilling display that had so much going on it was hard to take it all in. Their songs were anthemic and ambitious, as Dougy’s (below), nuanced, soulful voice soared over keys, guitar, bass, percussion, handclaps and three backing-vocals. Their instrumental set closer wasn’t only the highlight of the set, but the standout moment of the whole evening, as three drummers led a mesmerising tribal jam freakout which filled the room with imposing noise. On this display, 2009 may very well be The Temper Trap’s year."What a brilliant idea to wear a leather jacket to a gig in Sydney in January,” sweaty Franz Ferdinand frontman Alex Kapranos joked about his attire, before launching into poptastic singles Do You Want To? and The Dark Of The Matinee. This high-tempo start to the sold-out, all-ages gig was maintained throughout. Come On Home and The Fallen followed, with guitarist Nick McCarthy leading the songs with infectious riffs galore, all the while bopping around with a jolty guitar action, like a robotic Marty McFly.

Take Me Out was discarded early, which suggests the Brits are (understandably) bored of playing it. Though the years have tired it a little, it is still fun slice of pop. With its squishy synths, Ulysses displayed the dancier nature of their upcoming album, and even made their older, angular guitar tracks sound slightly flimsy in comparison. Meanwhile, potential future single No You Girls bridged the gap in sound between their older and newer material.

Michael and This Fire ended the jaunty set with a bang. However, while the well-known songs were enjoyable in a singalong kind of way and had the crowd jumping, it was the new tunes that really stood out and showed, three albums in, that Franz Ferdinand aren’t afraid to branch out in interesting new directions.

The Black Keys and Gomez at Luna Park

Here's an extended version of my Black Keys and Gomez review that appeared in Drum Media:THE BLACK KEYS
GOMEZ
ASH GRUNWALD
DR. DOG
Big Top, Luna Park
09/01/09


There are plenty of reasons to dismiss Dr. Dog: the shit name, the straw hats and neckerchiefs, their blatantly signposted influences. However, while all the nuances of their music were washed away by the ugly, booming Big Top sound, there was still plenty to enjoy in their country-rock reminiscence. The Philadelphia five-piece’s intelligently-crafted tracks had alternating lead vocals and some were played with bounce while others, like The Breeze, were more slowly built-up.

“I won’t be long dude. It’s alright,” Ash Grunwald joked with a bored-looking Gomez fan in the crowd. With his dreadlocks and shorts, he wouldn’t have looked out of place busking in the tunnel under Central Station, but it wasn’t long before his bone-shaking blues won the crowd over. Half-an-hour and a broken string later, Grunwald made way for a band that seemed to be the main draw for a large section of the crowd.

Gomez received a rapturous reception as they took to the stage. Anyone hoping to hear the big-hits from their debut album, Bring It On, would have been disappointed though, as the band was clearly saving them up for the special tenth anniversary show the following night. Still, Silence and Rhythm & Blues Alibi sounded great. While they might look more like school teachers than rock stars nowadays, new song Back Seat Driver showed they still have fire in their bellies. The most notable aspect of their performance was Ben Ottewell’s vocal. Even ten years after he first unleashed his rich, gravelly voice on an unsuspecting music public, it still sounds extraordinary.Under the backdrop of a massive dream-catcher and totem-pole, The Black Keys set about ripping the room apart with their garage-blues. Drummer Patrick Carney was an absolute monster – all arms and legs – as he bashed the skins harder than anyone has ever hit anything. Meanwhile, beardy guitarist/vocalist Dan Auerbach came up with one catchy blues riff after another. An extended version of the delicious Girl Is On My Mind was a highlight, as was 10am Automatic. It was visceral stuff, like The White Stripes back when they were thrilling and dangerous.

Two scruffy dudes with drums and one guitar doesn’t sound like the kind of music that would be irresistible to dance to, but there didn’t seem to be a single person in the room who could keep still during their hour-long set.

Monday, January 12, 2009

SoKo - Oxford Art Factory

SOKO
CUTHBERT & THE NIGHTWALKERS
Oxford Art Factory, Sydney 29/12/08


Cuthbert & The Nightwalkers offered more percussion than you could shake a stick at, including melodicas, tambourines, xylophone, cowbell, shakers, finger-clicks and a whistle. With cute female vocals backing the male lead, the Sydney seven-piece sounded like an even more twee version of Belle and Sebastian, if such a thing is possible. While so many bands are all about haircuts and posturing, this bunch of dags are a breath of fresh air; their catchy songs were played with exuberance and a smile, in a performance that was heart-warming and simply brilliant.

Trying to out-cute the support act would prove difficult for most artists, but SoKo, Stephanie Sokolinski to her parents, took the challenge in her stride. “Because of jetlag I will start with a little lullaby,” she said in a tiny French voice before playing a delicate solo number that made everyone in the crowd want to put her in their pocket and take her home. After pausing the set to “do something very important” (light a scented candle and place it on the keyboard), the diminutive French chanteuse was joined by her two-piece band as she cried her way through the heart-breaking, Happy Hippy Birthday. I’m Feeling Shitty Today followed, as she plucked at a ukulele.

It wasn’t all angsty stuff though, and while the slower numbers revealed a raw, Kimya Dawson-esque tenderness, there were plenty of upbeat and silly moments which came closer to Dawson’s previous band, The Moldy Peaches. The 21-year old wore a tiger on her head during I Wanna Look Like a Tiger. I Never Meant To Hurt You saw her bash seven shades out of the drum kit, during Baby Cat she invited the audience to join in for some meowing, while Sweet Peanut Butter was a protest song about convenience stores not stocking her favourite spread. Wet Dreams and radio-favourite, I’ll Kill Her, went down a storm too.

With no set-list to speak of (“We brainstorm after every song,”) it was a ramshackle affair and, after two hours, she eventually said goodbye with I Will Never Love You. While the set was insanely long for an artist who has yet to release an album, there was enough variation to keep it interesting as her style varied from delicate indie to punk/new-wave via country-folk. Ultimately though, it was the sheer charm and charisma of this sweet singer made the evening so utterly enchanting.

Review and pictures by Rob Townsend.

The Week That Was - The Week That Was

THE WEEK THAT WAS
The Week That Was


The terrifying term “side-project” usually represents an ill-advised act of vanity; the desire for musicians to free themselves from the artistic shackles of their day-jobs and finally record that wood-wind album they’ve always dreamed of. Either that or it’s merely an excuse for a second-rate, self-indulgent collaboration between back-slapping musical mates (hello, The Saboteurs). Every now and again though, something really interesting and worthwhile occurs. The Week That Was is one such occurrence.

With English band Field Music currently on long-term hiatus, one of its core members, Peter Brewis, crafted The Week That Was, an expansive, atmospheric record, with the assistance of a nine-piece band (including Field Music’s David Brewis and Andrew Moore). Half-an-hour in length, the concept album emerged from an imagined crime thriller and was written by Brewis during a self-enforced weeklong break from TV, internet and radio. It still sounds very much like Field Music of course, but the influence it takes from the likes of visionaries Kate Bush, XTC and Peter Gabriel has created a distinctly cinematic experience. Often the album plays like the soundtrack to a downbeat 80s movie. Strings sweep over Brewis’ North East vocal as flutes, cornets and vibraphones add to the atmosphere without ever cluttering the sound. It’s a dense listen, but there is nothing superfluous on offer here.

The care, thought and attention to detail that has gone into the execution and production of this record is extremely impressive, and Brewis deserves massive credit for turning such an ambitious and daring idea into something so beautiful. A real achievement.

Gomez interview

AS GOMEZ HEAD TO AUSTRALIA TO CELEBRATE THE TENTH ANNIVERSARY OF DEBUT ALBUM, BRING IT ON, VOCALIST/GUITARIST IAN BALL REMINISCES WITH ROB TOWNSEND

“I can see why people like that album, because there isn’t really anything else around like it. It’s very rough and innocent-sounding, and the sort of thing that you can only really pull off once because, once you learn stuff, it’s hard to recapture the innocence.”

Bring It On, Gomez’s debut long-player, was a huge success upon its release in 1998, scooping the much-coveted Mercury Music Prize in the UK and launching the career of a band that, four more studio albums on, is still going strong. Now, the Brits celebrate Bring It On’s tenth anniversary with a special live performance of it at The Metro. “We did the show in England first. A promoter just phoned us up and said: ‘Do you guys want to do it?’” vocalist/guitarist Ian Ball explains on the phone from his home in Los Angeles. “At first we were like: ‘Is that going to be good? Is it going to be bad? Is it going to be weird?’ We had no idea, but we were like: ‘Fuck it, let’s give it a go.’” While Ball says he is generally keener on looking forward rather than back, he admits the first show was so great they couldn’t resist doing some more. “It was really strange, nostalgic, fun and kind of nice. [Doing the Bring It On shows] isn’t really for us; you know what I mean? We’d rather be doing new stuff, but it was a huge album for a lot of people. Since then, people have got married, had kids and then divorced. Some people have moved continents. All this shit had been going on for a lot of people and this brought them all together again. So it was like we were doing a public service.”

Following the success of these nostalgic gigs in the UK, the band is heading this way to perform the album in its entirety for its Australian fans. Through years of being played live, the songs have evolved to such an extent that trying to recreate them as they were originally written caused a lot of head-scratching in rehearsals. “If we were to rearrange the songs now with the knowledge gained over years of making records, they’d be totally different. So we ended up trying to resist the urge to change things. We had gotten so used to the newer arrangements that we had to unlearn all of that stuff.”
There were some aspects though, that the band couldn’t resist revamping. “We’ve properly re-sampled the badly cut-up old samples,” Ball explains, his English accent ever so slightly tinted with an American twang picked up from living in The States. “We’re wizards at that stuff now, so it sounds much clearer. Most people at the gig will be too drunk to notice though,” he chuckles.

While they have played songs like Whippin’ Piccadilly and Get Myself Arrested more times than they can count, the anniversary gigs have afforded Gomez the opportunity to roll out some long-forgotten tracks. “We’d never, ever played Bubble Gum Years live, because it was too difficult. It had been hiding at the end of the album for ten years, never doing anything. Now, all of a sudden, it comes back to life.”

Looking ahead, Ball explains that the Bring It On show and support slot for The Black Keys are unlikely to be the last we see of Gomez this year. A brand new album is set to be released in the next few months, and the band is keen to revisit Australia as soon as possible. “The gigs are always really cool there. Maybe there is something in the way our live shows are based around getting drunk, having a good time and losing your inhibitions for a couple of hours. That is very much the attitude in Australia.” By the affection in Ball’s voice, it is clear that this country clearly holds a special place in the band’s heart. He explains it is a long-standing love affair. “We didn’t really have any expectations the very first time that we came over. We were pretty young at the time and it was magical. The summer was just starting to break, everyone was really friendly to us, we had a bit of spare time to check the place out and drink some wine and we were like: ‘This place is fucking awesome.’

Saturday, January 03, 2009

2008 end of year review

I’ve always loved a good list. Here is my best and worst of 2008 (please feel free to leave your own lists in the comments section):TOP 10 ALBUMS
1. The Felice Brothers THE FELICE BROTHERS (above)
2. Fantasy Black Channel LATE OF THE PIER
3. Alas, I Cannot Swim LAURA MARLING
4. Dog House Music SEASICK STEVE
5. Kitty, Daisy & Lewis KITTY, DAISY & LEWIS
6. Twenty One MYSTERY JETS
7. Alphabutt KIMYA DAWSON
8. Sixes & Sevens ADAM GREEN
9. Only By The Night KINGS OF LEON
10. Sunday At Devil Dirt ISOBEL CAMPBELL AND MARK LANEGAN

TOP 5 SINGLES
1. I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You BLACK KIDS
2. Sex On Fire KINGS OF LEON
3. Paris Is Burning LADYHAWKE
4. Young Love MYSTERY JETS
5. American Boy ESTELLE

TOP 5 ARTISTS
1. Kimya Dawson
2. Angus & Julia Stone (read my bio of them here)
3. Ladyhawke (above)
4. Laura Marling
5. Late Of The Pier

TOP 10 GIGS
1. Kimya Dawson, Manning Bar
2. Arcade Fire, Big Day Out
3. Angus & Julia Stone, Enmore Theatre
4. Adam Green, Oxford Art Factory
5. Bridezilla, Annandale Hotel
6. SoKo, Oxford Art Factory
7. Rage Against The Machine, Big Day Out (below)
8. Cassette Kids, Oxford Art Factory
9. Cat Power, Enmore Theatre
10. Kate Nash, Oxford Art Factory
TOP 3 RADIO SHOWS
1. Mark Kermode’s Film Reviews, BBC Radio Five Live
2. Ricky Gervais podcast
3. BBC Radio Five Live football podcast

TOP 5 ONLINE DESTINATIONS
1. Youtube
2. Surf The Channel
3. Owl and the Grapes
4. Facebook
5. Myspace

THE EMPEROR'S NEW CLOTHES AWARD (MOST OVER-HYPED)
Australian TV show Underbelly about Melbourne gangsters. It was based on truth but played out like a high-school production of The Sopranos. Everyone went mad for it though. “OMG, have you seen Underbelly?” they would enthuse. “Yes,” I would respond. “But I wish I hadn’t because it’s shit.”

HIGHLIGHT(S) OF THE YEAR
Well, the sky-blue leather jacket (above) I picked up in Vinnies for $10 was a pretty seminal moment in my year but, in terms of worldwide ramifications, I suppose it comes a close second to Obama’s victory.

QUOTES OF THE YEAR
“Sorry.”
"I try really hard actually." Michael Cera speaks for all indie boys when Juno tells him he's cool without even having to try.

TOP FILMS
1. Juno
2. Young At Heart
3. No Country For Old Men
4. The Dark Knight

WHAT’S THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING SOMEONE WILL BLAME ON THE ECONOMIC DOWNTURN DURING 2009?
The titanic flop that will be Jet’s third album.

PREDICTIONS FOR 2009
The Smiths to reform.

2008 IN REVIEW
It’s been an interesting year over here in Sydney. The world went into financial meltdown, Sydney brimmed with nuns for World Youth Day, everyone (deservedly) went crazy for a little film about a pregnant teenager, the NSW Government imploded and America surprisingly got it right with its Presidential election.
Musically, a look at my top ten suggests many of the big-hitters failed to perform this year, but, more positively, lots of up-and-coming Sydney acts – including Ghostwood, Mercy Arms and Angus & Julia Stone – have represented Australia well overseas. A big disappointment was the cancellation of The Great Escape Festival. This is a wonderful event, so if it returns next year, buy your tickets early to avoid the same thing happening.

Interviewing my old mate Kimya (above) was a lovely moment for me, as was interviewing another couple of heroes of mine, Adam Green and Albert Hammond, Jr. Seeing Kimya play twice in one day was great, and watching two of my dearest friends fill the Enmore two nights running made me brim with pride.

Anyway, Happy New Year. I hope the credit crunch doesn’t hit you too harshly in 2009. I doubt it will affect me, as I never had any money in the first place.