Saturday, February 13, 2010

Jubilee: ROCK'N'FUCKINGROLL Part. 1

Artist: Jubilee


Somewhere between the fall of Grunge and the rise of Indie Rock, I feel we as a people lost our faith in good, loud, RockNFuckingRoll. Jubilee is a band that, without a doubt, restores that faith. There’s something extremely life affirming about nice, fuzzy chords played at 11 and this band provides plenty of them. Led by Aaron North, Jubilee has already gone through several line-ups and incarnations in its short lifespan, but now the dust seems to have settled and they’ve come to a place of stability. Which is good, but the incarnation that provided us with these two singles is gone, leaving me to wonder if the new incarnation will be as good. But the truth is that, while Aaron North is in the band, you’re in good hands as long as you’re not a guitar. In that case, I’d start worrying about whether or not I’m going to get smashed.


Aaron North used to be in a Punk band called the Icarus Line, which is where he started to develop his mastery of feedback and distortion drenched guitar antics, but he’s probably best known for being the lead guitarist of Nine Inch Nails between 2005 and 2007, during which he destroyed an unfathomable number of guitars, amps and mic stands. Because he could. He was a very appropriate guitarist for Nine Inch Nails too. Clad in black leather, perpetually greasy haired and destructive as fuck, Aaron North was one of the highlights of my very first concert experience: Nine Inch Nails at the Key Arena in 2005, during which I watched him practically dance with his guitar. Granted, it was a very violent dance and it ended with him impaling an amplifier before pushing it off stage, but it was awesome. A musician friend of mine noted: he doesn’t so much “play” as “use” the guitar and he uses it very well.


After leaving Nine Inch Nails, North joined up with Michael Shuman (Queens of The Stone Age & Wires On Fire) and Jeff Lynn (Wires On Fire) to form the absurdly happy sounding (in name) Jubilee. Unlike the skuzzy Punk of The Icarus Line or the Industrial Rock nihilism of Nine Inch Nails, Jubilee is a Rock ‘N’ Roll band with a fairly wide palette of influences that they bring to bear. An early self-promotion for the band described them as sounding “something like The Replacements, The Stone Roses, Neil Young, Blur, Jane's Addiction, Bob Dylan, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and The Verve, all sliced ‘n diced together quite nicely." That’s a lot to try and incorporate into your sound at once and while there’s truth in what they’re saying, to me, they just sound like a really loud Rock ‘N’ Roll band. Which suits me just fine. Aaron North is, again, at the core of the sound, being the lead vocalist and guitarist. His choice of guitar sounds range from “loud ‘N’ fuzzy” to “extremely loud ‘N’ fuzzy”” and it sounds awesome.



Album: Rebel Hiss Single

Year: 2008

Genre: Hard Rock

Label: Buddyhead


In preparation for the up-coming album, the band has released these two five song singles, each one featuring a song from the album as well as an assortment of B-sides and a few covers. The band at the time had yet to find a stable drummer, so revolving doors of talented skin-hitters play on the singles. The length of the two singles causes them to come off more like EP’s but that’s fine, the more music from this band the better. The first of these two singles is the Rebel Hiss Single, the title track of which is an explosive and surprisingly up beat Rock song that introduces the band very nicely and features the drum talents of Josh Freese. Aaron North’s voice isn’t the most spectacular thing you’ve ever heard, but it falls into that place that Iggy Pop once talked about in reference to Lou Reed and Himself: “He can’t sing! I can’t sing! Let’s Sing!”


As an opening single, “Rebel Hiss” gets us off to a great start with it’s uplifting guitars, but it is immediately shown up by its first b-side “Fuzz Are Down” which starts off quietly enough, just the ticking of drum sticks, before it bursts into Jubilee’s absolute best song thus far. Featuring tumbling drums courtesy of Loren Humphrey and some excellent feedback warping from North’s guitar, “Fuzz Are Down” is actually somewhat ironically named, given the amount of fuzz on the track. The bridge of the song is a great demonstration of this, with North’s guitar having a little fit as it’d brought too close to it’s amplifier. It’s kind of funny to me that the first b-side of the first single is actually better than the single itself, but it doesn’t seem to do any harm so there’s no problem.


The rest of the Rebel Hiss Single consists of one more original Jubilee song and two covers. The original song is the almost acoustic “The Fool On the Pill” a short little head-nodder about drug addiction, featuring North at his calmest. The two covers are both fairly ambitious in the form of Neil Young’s “L.A.” & The Replacement’s “Androgynous.” I’ve never heard the original of “L.A.” but Jubilee’s version is another strong rocker with Aaron North singing odes to Los Angeles and asking “Don’t you wish that you could be here too?” The Replacements cover, though, I have heard before. It pleases me that Jubilee’s version is just as good as the original, though some people will probably balk at Aaron North singing it seeing as how Paul Westerberg has a bit of a less ragged voice. But I think North’s voice fits the song well. Instead of a piano, Jubilee performs the song on two acoustic guitars and a harmonica, which gives it a folkier feel than the original. Overall, the Rebel Hiss Single is a great introduction to Jubilee and will rock your socks off, but if it’s possible to believe, the second single, In With The Out Crowd, rocks even harder.


To Be Continued…





Saturday, February 6, 2010

My Inner Goth Is Crying

Album: Walking With Strangers

Artist: The Birthday Massacre

Genre: Synth/Goth Rock

Year: 2007

Label: Metropolis Records


I’ve made a bet with myself. I win if I can get through this entire review only referencing the clothing store Hot Topic once.


Ahem, where to begin? The Birthday Massacre are a… err… “synthgothrock band” from Toronto, Canada. I put that in quotes because their worthiness of the title of “band” is questionable at best. I knew the first moment I heard those initial gaudy 80’s synthesizers that this band would be trouble, but I also knew that this would be fun to write, so let’s not waste time. The Birthday Massacre is one of those bands that make me start to lose faith in humanity. They’re not Creed or Limp Bizkit bad by any means, but they’re a candy coated ear sore that’s just waiting to turn into a full blown infection. You know the kind of bad, the kind that causes headaches, dizziness and insanity. Yeah, that kind of bad. If Wikipedia is correct, the Massacre has been going on for aboot (Canada joke) ten years now and that sort of frightens me. Mainly because this album, released in 2007, sounds like it was born out the worst elements of the eighties if those synth sounds are to be believed. Good thing I don’t believe them. No really, this is bad. We’re supposed to have progressed beyond the programmed synth pop that polluted the 80’s airwaves, but this band seems intent on resurrecting that corpse.


With The Birthday Massacre, I’ve found a lot to hate in a very short amount of time, to the point where I hardly know where to start. I’m not apoplectic at how bad this is, just stunned. The problem here is a combination of highly synthesized over production, cheesy musicianship and, my absolute favorite part, bleeding heart vocals that just about make me want to slash my wrists. Which is, of course, exactly what The Birthday Massacre wants, seeing as how they fall into a place awkwardly reserved between emotional scene kids, glitzy 80’s pop creatures and Hot Topic Goths.


Uh-oh.


Relying on synthesizers in your music isn’t a bad thing when done with class, but The Birthday Massacre wouldn’t know class if it came up and bit them in the ass. Hey, that rhymes. I didn’t actually know that emo could sound this glitzy but apparently you can do anything with a bad synthesizer.


There came a day some time ago where we made the split between Industrial Rock and Industrial Dance Music and very rarely do we see the two brought back together effectively anymore, and I feel The Birthday Massacre are doing an excellent job of FAILING at this task. Songs like “Science” try to make Industrial Synth Rock poppy and it comes off in the most sickening way possible. That’s not even the worst example though. The opening track “Kill The Lights” has possibly the most gut wrenchingly cheese ball synth intro of anything on this album. I know I keep referencing the eighties disparagingly in this review, but that’s what the sound calls to mind, on “Kill The Lights” more than any other song. I can’t help but imagine the opening credits of the worst eighties movie you’ve seen rolling as it plays. That and the “Take On Me” music video… Anyways…


The thing that ties all this cheesiness and insincerity together is the blasted vocals. Most of the members of The Birthday Massacre go by aliases. The vocalist calls herself “Chibi.” Small and cute huh? I think not. From a pop standpoint, this girl’s got a great voice, because it’s non-threatening. She sounds like she could even be one of those horrible, plastic, dancing… things… currently being passed off as musicians. But no, here she is trying with all her might to be the female Marilyn Manson circa Mechanical Animals. And failing. Chibi’s vocals are in a strange way, the absolute worst part of the music, because they convey the lyrics to us. The band is trying really hard to get this Alice-in-Wonderland-Gone-Wrong story arc across and it just comes off as a bad B-movie script, and I don’t mean Misfits or Schoolyard Heroes B-movie cause that would be fine. This is more like Paris Hilton in House Of Wax bad. If Chibi really wanted us to feel terror, sympathy or sadness, then perhaps she should try experiencing some of those emotions. She sounds like she’s reading these words off the page for the first time. The combination of insincerity in the vocals and the horrible “bad fairy tale” vibe of the lyrics bring this whole mess to a screechy halt. Another awful example of this band’s transgressions against music is track 5 “Red Stars” which is an attempt by the band to mix Industrial Metal with Pop vocals. I wanna say… DO. NOT. WANT.


Okay. I think I’ve made my point, but just to summarize: this is the kind of band scene kids listen to in order to think themselves dark and tormented when in reality, they’re just mall Goths with too much time on their hands and not enough understanding of what brought us to the current trend in gothic music. I don’t think that The Birthday Massacre effectively understands their forefathers or mothers either. This is depressing to me. Once upon a time, being a Goth meant you listened to bands like Killing Joke, The Birthday Party, Joy Division and Siouxsie & the Banshees. Now, if it means something like The Birthday Massacre, I want no part of it. My inner Goth is crying, I think it’s his bedtime. Hopefully, The Birthday Massacre will get a clue and put themselves to rest before more harm can be done.


BTW. I win.



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