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Yet Another Best Of ‘06 List

You’re probably listed out but I’ll go ahead and give my favorites from ‘06 anyway. David posted his here last week and James in all of the excitement surrounding the birth of his daughter - congratulations! - forgot which of his blogs was about music. (I’m kidding. You can find his list here.) Surprisingly we have no overlapping artists. I haven’t even heard most of the albums those guys have down! Here’s my top ten in alphabetical order:

Belle and Sebastian - The Life Pursuit
Centro-Matic - Fort Recovery
Elf Power - Back to the Web
Head Like a Kite - Random Portraits of the Home Movie
Islands - Return to the Sea
The Minders - It’s a Bright Guilty World
The Minus 5 - The Gun Album
Snowden - Anti-Anti
Starflyer 59 - My Island
Steve Wynn and The Miracle 3 - …tick …tick …tick

The Submarine Races / The Submarine Races

10984146_155_155.jpegThe Submarine Races’ self-titled debut came out in June and I had hoped it would make its way to eMusic. In The Red Records, a fine punk/garage label, hadn’t sent anything to eMusic in a long time but finally a few weeks ago this one showed up. I was especially happy because it was at the top of the list for my few and far between brick and mortar purchases.

I’m glad my patience paid off because I would have been disappointed had I bought the physical disc. Not that The Submarine Races is a bad album. It’s very listenable and there are a couple of great songs. It just doesn’t live up to my mental hype. Lead Racer Ian Adams used to be in The Ponys and I was crazy about the tracks he contributed to that band, in particular the sublime “Fall Inn” on Laced With Romance. There are a few moments that equal that gem but generally speaking it’s an average album of artsy garage pop-rock.

Things get off to a particularly rough start with a challenging instrumental noise fest called “Theme.” There’s nothing else like it on the album and it’s really a questionable choice to pull listeners in. The proceedings improve vastly from there, with Adams’ nasal desperation backed by driving bass lines, alternately wiry/chunky guitar, and workmanlike drums. The most memorable songs are the ones with killer choruses, including “Get Yourself Together” and “One Forward, Three Back.” The organ and call-and-response vocals on “Ghosts and Worms” are pretty nifty too.

I noticed a lot of the chord progressions have an oldies vibe to them which contrasts nicely with the otherwise post-punk leanings. This really gives the band a distinctive sound. Hopefully Ian Adams’ tenure with The Submarine Races will at least equal his stint with The Ponys and he’ll continue to build on this promising beginning.

Holly Golightly - Christmas Tree On Fire (single)

10976061_155_155.jpegAh, yes. This Tom Heinl cover is a nice gift from Holly Golightly just in time for the holidays. And what a song! Not like a wimpy little spark from a bad string of lights that slowly consumes tree and house. “Christmas Tree on Fire” is spontaneous combustion, with drums crackling like flames and Holly’s strong voice radiating playful but intense heat. It’s a country-fried scorcher and shows Holly in top form.

The b-side, “Hear My Call, Here,” is pleasant but nowhere near as exciting. Another cover, originally by the Staples Singers, it’s kind of plodding in its angelic, girl-group deliberateness. Seems like it might be a good song for curling up in front of the fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa after clearing your driveway of a foot of snow. Or raking leaves if you’re in the South.

Surprisingly this is the only newly recorded material Holly has released this year. Not to worry though, there’s a new album to look forward to in March ‘07. In the meantime, grab this single from eMusic and mix it in with the holiday classics in your rotation.

Yo La Tengo - Landmark Loew’s Theater, Jersey City, NJ 09-29-06

Yo La PosterI have been a fan of Yo La Tengo before I actually heard their music when Ira Kaplan and Georgia Hubley used to DJ at Maxwell’s during Feelies shows back in the mid-eighties. At the time and until they broke up, The Feelies were my favorite live band. As they, spun their collection of waxed goodies, material I am sure they studied day in-day out, I was given musical history lessons. They too, learned a lot as they sat behind the mixing boards observing one of the first generation of bands that would perpetuate the sound of the Velvets and Television. Eventually Ira and Georgia stopped DJing to concentrate on their own band. I had always considered Yo La Tengo as little siblings of the Feelies because of the connection, just as I had considered Luna a second cousin since Stanley Demeski was their first drummer. When James McNew came on board he was considered by most including Ira and Georgia as temporary replacement. Years later while watching him with the band I finally realized that his job became full-time when he first joined. Over the years, Yo La Tengo has blossomed magnificently and have superseded what many bands seek to do. While maintaining a relatively low profile, they have successfully established a large fan-base throughout the world, released numerous fantastic albums one after another and are now regarded as indie rock gods and goddess.

Over the course of twenty plus years and in the couple different cities where I have seen YLT play live, I find it strange that I personally have never seen them in a seated theater venue. To me most concerts should not be seen sitting down. Live music needs an interaction between the fans to become truly dynamic and that doesn’t always happen when the audience is seated or can only move around so much between the seats if they stand. There have been a few exceptions for me over the years, which after I had declared some of the best shows I have seen, such as Tom Waits, John Cale and Leonard Cohen. Although I was not hesitant to attend the night’s show becuase of this fact, I went in with this prenotion. The Landmark Loew’s Theater built in 1929 isn’t exactly the greatest home for concerts, due to the fact it was built to amplify movies and not live music. Located in downtown Jersey City, this beautiful theater is engrossed with ornate details from floor to ceiling and omits a slight musty odor but reeks with history. Owning to this fact the entire night’s performance was layered with a little bit of distorted sound due to the poor amplification. At times it seemed liked it was not loud enough although I was only sitting in the sixth row. Most of the audience remain seated throughout the entire performance, but their still was head bobbing and swaying. I didn’t actually mind sitting down throughout the night and by evening’s end was glad I did.

We missed the openers Why? but I check them out on their MySpace site and they seemed pretty good; sort of like They Might Be Giants. All I have to ask is, Hey guys could you have found a name for your band that is more elusive? We did catch the act in between the two bands, Rolling Thunder, the premier roller blading duo of New Jersey. They have a very short act that is amazing, a little short, but extraordinary and exceptionally stupid and that’s the joke!

Ira, Georgia and James McNew walked out and did some strange tunings that could have been made by jazz improv masters performing at Lincoln Center as they warm up before the performance. Imagine Miles Davis, Sun Ra along with Jimi Hendirx for 53 seconds of nothingness, but they quickly turned that bottle of sound into one of their more accessible, pop friendly songs “Sugarcube”. Throughout the night they played nine songs from their latest album I Am Not Afraid Of You And I Will Beat Your Ass as well a nice mixture of older songs and a couple covers. As usual the band rotated positions on stage throughout the evening, with Ira on left side of the stage and James on the right for the first couple songs. Part of YLT’s show is they like to switch positions and instruments throughout a show, the multiple role play became more apparent on the larger stage as if it was choreographed by crazed magicians and they were the puppets.

For their second song they set down an infectious groove with one of the new songs “Pass the Hatchet I Think I’m Goodkind”. Continuing with the trance they built, they blended into “Flying Lesson” from Electr-O-Pura, a hypnotic song, illustrating lucid dreaming. A couple other high and low shifts as they moved forward into the bouncy “Mr. Tough”, their latest pop friendly tune which encourages you to get off your feet and make a scene on the dance floor or just pick them up if you happen to be sitting down like we were. The song mentions Toddaphonic Time which is Todd Abramson’s show on WFMU who is also the one of the owners of Maxwell’s and the promoter of the evening’s show. The name alone “Mr. Tough”, reminds me of the children book series Mr. Men by Roger Hargreaves that came out in the seventies. They abruptly finish with a false ending which tricked most of the audience into clapping and quickly ended with a couple more beats.

One of the evening’s high-points, as usual is when James sang “Stockholm Syndrome” which has become one of the standout tracks over the years since it came out on their landmark album “I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One”. They slammed us into a foot stomping, and believe it or not, a little speedier version of “Watch Out For Me Ronnie” that pays respect to Sixties garage rock such as the Sonics. My new favorite song off the new album is the monumental, escalating chamber of sound which tells “The Story Of Yo La Tango” (note the misspelling), and may very well be the definitive song of their career. Both Ira and James manipulate their instruments like they are tiny toys as Georgia bangs along using primitive tools. Just as things seem to fall out of place they grab a hold of everything and dispense a new organized chemistry of sound.

Yo La Tengo is a band that loves to jam but no one would ever call a jam band, because they’re just too damn smart. They also have a great sense of humor and are never reluctant to bring it out. For encores they played two songs from New Wave Hot Dogs which always brings back fond memories, “Did I Tell You” and “Lewis”. They also careened into a roaring version of the Stones “Rocks Off”. Ira thanked everyone for coming out to their only New York appearance, I hope until December when they come back to Hoboken for Hanukkah concerts at Maxwell’s.

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Setlist
01 Sugarcube, 02 Pass The Hatchet, I Think I’m Goodkind, 03 Flying Lesson, 04 The Weakest Part, 05 Sometimes I Don’t Get You, 06 Winter A-Go-Go, 07 Mr Tough, 08 Beanbag Chair, 09 I Feel Like Going Home, 10 Stockholm Syndrome, 11 I Should Have Known Better, 12 Watch Out For Me Ronnie, 13 Tom Courtenay, 14 The Story of Yo La Tango, 15 I Heard You Looking, Encore One: 16 Oklahoma USA (by The Kinks), 17 Lewis, 18 Rocks Off (by The Rolling Stones) Encore Two: 19 Cast A Shadow (by Beat Happening), 20 Did I Tell You.

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The Contingencies - Viva Ole

The Contingencies - Viva OleThe Contingencies debut album has this amazing ability to pull me back some fifteen years, dropping me back into my freshman year at college when the world was a little sharper, brighter, and I felt eager to jump into each day. Viva Ole, in a crisp set of fourteen tracks, wrapping up into a tidy package much of the music I was introduced to at the time when I work the over night at the college radio station. There are elements of Sugar, Dinosaur Jr., The Bog Men, and even glimpses of The Pretenders and the 70’s work of Elvis Costello, all of which the band’s label admits might be considered a touch anachronistic in todays indie-rock scene. That aside the album is a nice backward-leaning yet forward-moving album that mines the best of the college rock scene that defined the Alternative genre in the late 80’s and early 90’s.

Dead center in the album are the best examples of The Contingencies brand of bright, shimmering rock with reverb damp guitars and chorus soaked vocals. “Up In The Clouds” presents a tight guitar line that struts about the song like a hopped up folk riff shining in all its sharp angularness. Towards the end of the song the direction shifts to a more sprawling and slightly grittier feel that alludes to how the band might come off as a live act: loose and and largely unconcerned with conventional structures, instead opting to play to the mood of the audience. “Nameless” follows offering moody vocals that drift outside of the composition buoyed on waves guitar with the treble boosted to the point of sounding like a series of shattered mirrors. “Ruthless Prix” sees them shift up to a sound reminiscent of The Bogmen circa “Closed Captioned Radio” with grit beginning to push aside the brighter tones.

While I’m not as well informed as my partners in crime here at CP headquarters, I have a decent handle on what makes my heart race and this album does. For the sheer nostalgia factor Viva Ole easily makes my Best of 2006 list with its shimmering guitars and crisp production the album tossing me back to those days when almost everything I was listening to was new, exciting, and important. You can stream two tracks over at Myspace or read up on the band over their label’s website and to spice up your next mix throw “Proud As Punch” onto and impress your friends and family with your taste.

Starflyer 59 - My Island

cover1.jpgUsually I try to compare an album to the artist in question’s previous works or to musicians who have mined similar territory in the past. Starflyer 59’s new one actually strikes me as a halfway point between two other albums that came out this year, Irving’s Death in the Garden, Blood on the Flowers and Starlight Mint’s Drowaton. It’s not as new wavey pop as Irving’s effort nor does it have the artsy weirdness of the Mint’s latest. But My Island’s brooding alterna-rock does have a similar, albeit more straightforward, tone to both of those albums. With crisp drumming, meat and potato bass lines, restrained rock guitar, and detached vocals, one-man band Jason Martin manages to paint a foreboding sheen over his palatable sound, much like those other bands.

As per my usual modus operandi for reviews, I played My Island during my weekly commute as well as a few times in the evenings. From the start I thought favorably of it, as in, “Yeah, this sounds good!” But even with all of those repeated listens I was having trouble recalling individual songs when it was not playing. I think at least part of the reason for this is that all of the songs have the same midtempo drive to them, causing everything to kind of blur together in retrospect. Finally, after about ten listens (it’s only about a half an hour long) things started to click and I was able to anticipate parts of songs while the album played and could recreate the sounds in my head when it was over.

Not to give the impression that it’s a bland album. My Island is actually very good and I have no qualms about recommending it. Besides, there’s no way I could have listened to it even half as many times if it sucked. Life’s too short and I’ve got an almost sickening amount of musical alternatives to devote my time to. This one just took a while for its subtle hooks to dig in.

Mixtape tracks- Nice Guy, Mic the Mic
Freebies- No downloads but you can stream “Nice Guy” and “I Win” at MySpace.

The Asteroid No. 4 - An Amazing Dream

cover.jpgThese guys have been around for a while but I’d never listened to anything by them until grabbing An Amazing Dream from eMusic. Not only did the samples sound promising, but I found out they’ve worked with Kurt Heasley of Lilys fame in the past. I figured if he digs them, they were probably worth looking into.

I’m not exactly blown away and scrounging desperately for the rest of their oeuvre, but I’m not disappointed either. An Amazing Dream is a solid album of mellow psych rock. And sure, their roots can be traced back to the original psychedelic artists of the late sixties, but what I hear is more of a throwback to the nineties. With multi-tracked vocal harmonies and guitars filtered through a Batcave’s worth of reverb, their sound recalls the more spacey Brit-pop moments of that era. AMG compares Asteroid No. 4 to another band with some of the same influences, The Brian Jonestown Massacre, and I think there are definite similarities.

Despite the detached vocal delivery and friendly guitar pop sound, there are some dark overtones to the lyrics. Topics touch upon bitter breakups, regret for having wasted time with a no longer significant other, and that time honored tradition of shooting one’s old lady down for sleeping around. The misogynous leaning subject matter actually serves well to balance the overall ethereal tone. It adds depth and drama to an album that might otherwise come across as mildly trippy fluff.

Mixtape tracks- Take Me Down, Into the Meadow
Freebies- There’s a couple of crappy 96 kbs quality mp3 downloads available at the band’s MySpace page, but I wouldn’t bother with those. If you’re at all interested in checking out the album, you can stream the whole thing from the Asteroid #4 site.





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