Performance #401: Shenandoah Davis at The Crocodile
Performance #400: The National at Marymoor Amphitheater
Performance #399: Okkervil River at Marymoor Amphitheater
Performance #398: Menomena at the Showbox Market
Mos Def, “Casa Bey”
An astute friend of mine took me to task for liking the Ceelo Green video I posted this morning, saying that the video was basically crap. So I feel the need to clarify that it was the song that I found great, not the video. That video is your typical, run-of-the-mill motion graphic, circa 2008. It appears that no thought was put into the creation of that video, other than to think “We want the words “FUCK YOU!” to be huge!”
Then that same astute friend shared the above video for the song “Casa Bey,” by Mos Def, most famous for his appearance in Stuff White People Like. Now this is a video I can get behind. Directed by Coodie & Chike.
Ceelo Green (from Gnarls Barkley), “F*$K YOU!” (NSFW — duh.)
I saw this a few days ago, and loved it then. But I quickly moved on. Now that it’s making a 2nd turn through my RSS reader, I’m giving it another listen. Released just last Friday, I’m betting on this song to be the anthem from 2010. Mark my words.
SO GOOD!
The Siouxsie Sioux resurgence continues with this somewhat disturbing video from Brighton’s Esben and the Witch. Directed by Peter King and David Procter at The Agenda Collective, we’re presented with the 3 members of the band, lip-syncing directly into the camera, as some unknown off-camera source slowly pummels them to oblivion.
/via MBV
The Swell Season covers Neutral Milk Hotel for the Onion’s A.V. Club.
They do a good job with “Two-Headed Boy.” No one can do the song justice, but I feel it’s probably quite difficult to screw up covering this song, too. “King of Carrot Flowers Pt. 2” at the end of the video should have been avoided.
What’s more interesting to me is that out of the 25 songs available, “Two-Headed Boy” didn’t get picked until song #22? Why wouldn’t this song have been one of the first ones picked?
Sorry for all the Budweiser crap surrounding the video. Unavoidable.
/via Large Hearted Boy
Jónsi, “Go”
As the lead singer of Iceland’s Sigur Rós, Jónsi has a masterful grasp of how to combine ever-so-quiet lows with impossibly-high crescendos.
His solo album is more high than low, and he’s singing in English more than ever. This video is for the song Go: a fun, excitable, toddler-bouncing-off-the-walls ditty.
/via KEXP
Performance #395: Wolf Parade at the Showbox
Performance #392: John Roderick at the Triple Door
Eef Barzelay from Clem Snide totally nails a cover of Journey’s Faithfully. This song never sounded so good.
/via luckyshirt
Yes, it’s new Menomena! Give a listen to “Five Little Rooms,” from their upcoming fourth full-length, Mines.
Today is a good day. And July 27 will be an even better day, for I will have Mines in my hot little hands.
I have a feeling in a couple months I’m going to absolutely hate this song, due to it being overplayed by KEXP. And it will most certainly end up in a commercial, perhaps for cell phones, or maybe for cotton. But that’s tomorrow. Today, “Home,” by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, is the perfect song.
Another video from Beck’s Record Club cover of Kick. SO good, with St. Vincent (Annie Clark) on lead vocals.
HOLY crap. Jeff Mangum, recorded last night, singing “Oh, Comely.” I really wish I could put my finger on why this album resonates so much better to my ears than any other album ever (no joke). Seeing Jeff perform live is definitely something I hope to do at some point. But I don’t live in NY, and it’s not as if he’s out touring or recording any new material. So this will have to do. /via MBV
Update: Matt LeMay at MBV captures that indefinable feeling pretty well. There’s also a good review of this show over at Radio Exile And, lastly, I have to say that I am so unbelievably jealous of this tweet.
Performance #362: Shearwater at The Triple Door
Performance #361: Beach House at Neumos
Performance #360: Bachelorette at Neumos
Nicest Man in Indie Rock
Another music review for Click & Dagger, but this time my review also got posted on KEXP’s blog!
Bands get tired of playing the same songs day in and day out. It’s a relief when a new album comes out, as it gives them a chance to play something new, to open a new door. But there’s a balance to achieve between playing those new songs that are enjoyable to them and playing those old songs that the audience wants to listen to. The crowd is fickle; they can turn on a band at any moment if they don’t hear what they came to hear. But clearly The Morning Benders don’t want to be tied to the past, and could care less about their past albums or what the audience may or may not be waiting for.
I arrived at the Crocodile with absolutely no expectations. My knowledge of The Morning Benders stemmed from exactly one fantastic video the band made in support of their new album. The video features the best song from the new album, but it’s not enough to base any overall opinions of the band on. Amazingly, the band played only songs from their newly released album, Big Echo, totally ignoring their critically acclaimed 2008 release, Talking Through Tin Cans. There were some great highs, some dour lows, and an amazing finale featuring the only song I knew. It was a short set, coming in just under an hour long. And there was no encore, nor were there any excuses as to why they didn’t play any older songs. I couldn’t have been happier; I got to experience the show like everyone else in the audience, collectively losing our Morning Benders virginity.
Christopher Chu, the bands’ principle songwriter, singer, and lead guitarist, does not give the initial impression of a commander. The band’s outward appearance leads you to believe they’re a bunch of geeky misfits who found each other at a Mathletes competition. Their set started out so quietly, half the audience thought the band was still tuning their instruments one full minute into the first song. But the tempo and volume picked up, reaching a climax where the band (both guitarists, the bass guitarist, and both drummers — yes, two) were animatedly slamming and strumming on their instruments, drawing the audience out of their conversations to stare at the spectacle on stage. Once you’re sucked in, you realize the appearance is intentionally misleading. They know how to rock, and they can prove it.
The band — all of them miked — adeptly played and sang backup to Chu’s lead. I feel compelled to say that Chris Chu’s voice reminded me of a voice I hadn’t heard in 15 years — that of Josh Clatyon-Felt from the early-90’s band School of Fish. I don’t expect you to have the same connection, as I’m pretty sure I was the only person to listen to them, and certainly the only person to actually remember them. But the connection was there, and unmistakeable. All of the instrumentation was fairly straightforward, excepting for the fact that the keyboardist also played a drum, effectively doubling the beats of the main drummer. He even occasionally played that drum with an Odwalla bottle.
Warming up to the audience, Chu coaxed the near-capacity crowd into dancing a bit longer after they played a particularly bouncy number. “I’m seeing some pretty good dance moves out there. You’re all looking very attractive and intelligent.” It would be easy to take such blatant flattery as being a little sarcastic, but coming from Chu you just couldn’t deny his sincerity.
After playing nine of the ten songs from their new album, Chu announced their next song would be their last. It felt like it was ending too soon, so we all assumed they’d go through the usual ego-stroking encore bullshit. Thankfully, no. The band said it was their last song, and indeed, it was. If only more bands would be so honest with their audiences. They finished their set, quickly left the stage and waded through the crowd over to the merch table to hock the new CD.
John Vanderslice (another favorite of mine, who is featured in the video linked above) better watch out — somebody is gunning for his “nicest man in indie rock” title. Inadvertently being the first one in line to pick up the new CD, I discovered I only had $11.50 when the new CD was being sold at $12. “I can give you a CD for that, no problem. I don’t even want the 50¢.” And with that, Chris Chu ever-politely patted me on the shoulder and said “Enjoy!” Smiling sheepishly, and feeling a bit embarrassed by my cheapness, I quickly carried the CD out the door and into the cold and wet night.
The Morning Benders will be back in town on May 25, opening for Broken Bells at Showbox at the Market. I’ll see you there.
(Originally posted at Click & Dagger and KEXP.)