I hope you’re ready to get your music on, because that’s why I’m here. I’ve got some good stuff that I guarantee you have never heard of, I also have some pretty crappy stuff that you don’t ever need to hear, but that’s just one of the hazards of this site. Feel free to leave whenever you want.
To start us off is the hilariously named, Berlin based band, “The Whitest Boy Alive”. The group started off as an electronica experimental group but has morphed into some strange musical mixture that I find to be ultimately quite groovy. The first few songs on their “Rules” album feel like a mixture of jazz, 1970’s pop, dance music and a random assortment of strong painkillers. The syncopated guitar cords placed over the steady bass line and percussion parts gives the tracks a groovy sound that is both new, but still strangely familiar. The lyrics are terribly hard to understand, and from what I can tell make no sense anyway. The vocal part is easy on the ears however and fits into the overall feel of the music well. I’m not sure what else to compare this group to since I have never really listened to anything like them before, I can tell you that the song “timebomb” on the album made me feel like I was listening to a song by The Gorillaz, except for the fact that the only word in the entire song is…well….timebomb. If you want to fully experience how the group sounds then you will have to give some of their songs a listen yourself. I personally enjoy the album immensely, not only do The whitest boy alive have a great band name, they also have some good song names, like Promise less or do more. The result is a band with a name you can throw out to astound your friends at how cultured, and hilarious, your musical tastes are, and a sound that can really only be qualified as “groovy”. My favorite song off the album right now is probably Gravity, check it out.
Next we are going to take a little trip over to France to chill with Phoenix and their new album “Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix”. To be honest I can count the things that have come out of France that I enjoy on two fingers, and this album is one of them. Once again we are given a little taste of groovy, only this time it happens to be thrown into a blender with some rock and mixed up really well. Once again the vocals fit really well, but are completely unintelligible, it seems to be a recurring theme today. It is true that “Phoenix” as a band name is…well….ok at best, but the album name is pretty sweet, and I’m totally digging the bomb graphics that are all over the CD case. Once again for all of you people out there who want to seem cultured and intelligent, and perhaps also happen to be big fans of classical piano, the song Lisztomania may be a favorite. The instrumental duo “Love like a sunset parts I and II” make me feel like I’m watching the most dramatic and heroic part of a movie, the protagonist has just risen from the ashes of defeat with new light in his eyes, ready to save the day! But my personal favorite song right now is probably girlfriend, and I’m pretty sure that almost the whole album comes up in the “related videos” box so you should probably listen to a few more tunes before you leave the page. I recently went on a 12 hour drive, and I must admit that I listened to this album at least five times in a row in the car. Its only a little over a half an hour long, but the songs flow into one another with an almost unnatural fluidity that you rarely find. The album itself is a piece of music, yes the songs are distinct, but each one seems to lead you into the next track, it is very easy to get sucked into the overall path the music takes. This album is a winner; I even think I got it for fewer than ten bucks at best buy, go for it.
The clunker of the day? Street Sweeper Social Club. I know. An album with cover art like that should be awesome by default, sadly that is not the case. The group consists of Tom Morello of Rage Against The Machine, and Boots Riley of who knows what. (And really? Who cares? He is the major downfall of the album anyway) The album fails to produce giant gun barrels in your stereo by a long shot. Overall it’s the vocals that really miss. There is also a song called 100 little curses, the fact that there seem to be more then 100 large and in your face senseless uses of the F word also severely takes its toll on the album (not to mention the absurd ninja sounds Boots makes at the end of that song). Tom Morello is a great guitarist in his own right, and the album really fails to make use of his talents, the music is a hard rock/funk mix that could be made much better first by some more creative instrumental parts (canned drum beats and repetitive guitar/bass parts really get old), and getting rid of Boots Riley (he just generally sucks). If you really must listen for yourself ( I don’t advise it)…you can also check out a picture of the horrible sideburns on Boots Riley. Even if you find this for under $10…save it.
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