Showing posts with label Savages. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Savages. Show all posts

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Top Albums of 2013: #10-1

#10: Ty Segall - SLEEPER
Throughout his insanely prolific career, Ty Segall had certainly given the impression that his strengths came from fuzz and noise and general garage rock abandon. So when word came that his first album after his trifecta of amazing albums from 2012 would be largely acoustic, it was cause for some minor concern. Sure, his knack for songwriting could be expected to remain intact when it was ported into an acoustic setting, but what about that power? SLEEPER dashed those fears, finding the power in quietude. Even the most pleasant of dreams often come with a feeling that something isn’t quite right, and the prettiest songs on here are the most unsettling. Songs like “She Don’t Care” are gorgeous, but the lyrics signal the deterioration of an important relationship. It’s a dark, sad, beautiful, catchy record, and it’s possibly the best of his career so far.
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#9: DJ Rashad - Double Cup
Electronic music has spawned so many distinct subgenres over the last forty years that it’s hard for a relative outsider such as myself to find a good place to start with most of them. Outside of the recent L.A. beat scene which I have listened to a lot of, my explorations of other vibrant electronic forms, such as house, techno, jungle, drum and bass, dubstep, minimalist/ambient, and others is unfortunately been very limited. As a Chicago native, the sound that I am most disappointed in myself for ignoring is footwork, which was built by local producers from pieces of house, juke, hip-hop, and R&B. It’s a sound that’s gained increasing traction over the past few years, and it’s pushed into prominence through the Bangs & Works compilations, exciting live performances by Traxman and others, and Chance the Rapper’s Acid Rap, which counts footwork as an important influence. DJ Rashad’s debut album Double Cup proves that the community of footwork artists is ready for and deserving of more attention. It’s about as funky and soulful as electronic music, even sample-based electronic music, gets, and it makes the most of footwork’s sonic parameters. Rashad’s canny use of vocal samples and guest features, which he chops up and uses in the same way he uses the instrumental, is the best part of this record, which situates him as the man to beat among footwork producers in Chicago.
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Sunday, August 11, 2013

Parquet Courts & Savages at Lincoln Hall 7/18/2013: A Brief Live Review



Note: This was originally intended to run at chicagoinnerview.com back in July but I got tied up covering the Pitchfork Festival and had some problems with the photos so that didn't happen. I decided to put it up here a month late instead.

For the second year in a row, Greg Kot and Jim DeRogatis have brought the Sound Opinions experience to Lincoln Hall and taped two shows live in front of a packed audience. After nabbing Japandroids and Ty Segall last year, they’ve really outdone themselves by booking Parquet Courts and Savages—who have given us the two best rock records of the year so far—in advance of their spots the Pitchfork Music Festival this Saturday. The interview/performance/interview/performance format could definitely have dragged, but both bands were game for the interviews (with the exception of Savages drummer Fay Milton, who skipped the interview in favor of her exhaustive warm-up regimen). In their interview, Parquet Courts were everything you would expect from their breakout second album Light Up Gold: funny, quick, a bit prickly, and probably pretty stoned. When it came time for them to perform, it’s kind of amazing that they didn’t blow out any of the speakers as they doubled the intensity of all of their songs, debuted a few new ones, and displayed an ability to jam that isn’t present on their concise, bare bones records. I’ve never worn earplugs to a show before, and this is the closest I’ve ever come to regretting that choice.