BeatRoute Magazine B.C. print e-edition - April 2016
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Antwon<br />
Double Ecstasy EP<br />
Anticon Records<br />
Los Angeles via San Jose rapper Antwon is known<br />
as an artist that could easily be called “post-genre.”<br />
In the past, the rapper has tipped his hat to such<br />
disparate influences as rapper Biz Markie, Cocteau<br />
Twins and Biohazard. On his new Double Hazard<br />
EP, it’s easy to hear elements from all of them.<br />
The five-track EP is a collaboration with producer<br />
Lars Stalfors, whose presence adds a cohesiveness<br />
that was missing from Antwon’s previous<br />
work. His productions are dark and grimy, focused<br />
on punishing low end and disorienting melodies.<br />
“Club” features a constant 16th note sub-bass<br />
assault that is unrelenting. It functions as a<br />
perfect backdrop for Antwon’s often over-the-top<br />
lyricism.<br />
Antwon’s sexual appetite is as strong as ever, evidenced<br />
by sex-centered songs like “Girl, Flex.” The<br />
track finds Antwon doling out a healthy helping<br />
of confident cunnilingus raps a la Danny Brown at<br />
his most hedonistic. Its effectiveness is dampened<br />
with a lazy hook, “Girl, flex. We bout’ to have sex.”<br />
More often than not, it’s hard to justify Antwon’s<br />
appearance on otherwise stellar beats. It<br />
doesn’t seem like he has anything important to<br />
say, and his raps meander and suffer because of it.<br />
• Jamie McNamara<br />
Boris with Merzbow<br />
Gensho<br />
Relapse Records<br />
You know how The Wizard of Oz and Dark<br />
Side of the Moon sync up? The Boris parts and<br />
the Merzbow parts of Gensho sync up too, in<br />
the way that if you were to play The Shaggs’<br />
Philosophy of The World at the wrong speed<br />
while watching a badly-damaged VHS of Meet<br />
The Feebles they would sync up, in that you’ll<br />
actually just end up insane and insanity, as Philip<br />
K Dick reminds us, is sometimes an appropriate<br />
response to reality.<br />
You’re supposed to play both halves of<br />
Gensho on different media players, adjusting the<br />
volume until you strike a balance between Boris’<br />
post-rock epic “Farewell” (still Boris’s best song)<br />
or their sultry jam “Rainbow” and Merzbow’s<br />
irredeemably harsh noise. Boris may be palatable<br />
to anyone with a taste for alternative music, and<br />
the re-recordings of fan-favourite songs here are<br />
as close as they’ll get to a best-of, but Merzbow<br />
is the alternative to music itself, and here he<br />
doesn’t even make the minimal concessions to<br />
rhythm that had his fans crying “Judas!” in the<br />
early two-thousands.<br />
If you have time to put into mixing your own<br />
noise album then go right ahead, otherwise<br />
enjoy an introduction to one of the world’s most<br />
consistently fascinating guitar bands.<br />
• Gareth Watkins<br />
Explosions in the Sky<br />
The Wilderness<br />
Temporary Residence Ltd.<br />
Antwon<br />
The mark of a great album is how much it enhances.<br />
From studying, to chores, to road trips, to<br />
daydreaming, to love-makin’, a great album will<br />
always be applicable and will always elevate. With<br />
Explosions in the Sky’s seventh studio album, they<br />
tap into our natural world in an astonishing way,<br />
and are able to take listeners on mind-expanding<br />
journeys within minutes. Lying in bed with nothing<br />
else but the music, it is possible to explore the<br />
galaxy, the imagination spilling forth like paint<br />
on a canvas. In “Losing the Light,” shadows begin<br />
growing across a sun soaked landscape, reflected<br />
in the increasing, droning lows, ever placating<br />
beautiful chiming highs. Dappled flecks of<br />
golden light can be called to mind, flickering like<br />
dying embers, slowly overcome by a darkening<br />
landscape. One of EITS’s best songs to date. Also<br />
of immediate note is “Logic of a Dream,” with its<br />
waving intensity that crests and falls, almost like<br />
the beating of a gong. The trance builds as if some<br />
mystic battle march, with dreamy Siren-like tones<br />
coaxing listeners from fear. The song then devolves<br />
into the bright trademark sound the band<br />
is known for. Pleasant, soothing tones pull the<br />
listener from the sweaty recesses of a fever dream<br />
into a sunlit, morning of rolling over and falling<br />
into sweet sleep. This album is equally cathartic,<br />
effervescent, and transcendent. Like putting the<br />
perfect filter on your camera for a photograph,<br />
The Wilderness will highlight every ounce of<br />
beauty from the moments in your life.<br />
• Willow Grier<br />
Sam Beam and Jesca Hoop<br />
Love Letter for Fire<br />
Sub Pop<br />
Sam Beam is no stranger to collaboration. From<br />
the excellent EP recorded with Calexico to the<br />
covers album he released last year with Ben<br />
Bridwell from Band of Horses, it hasn’t been a<br />
shock to see an ampersand stuck next to the<br />
name Iron and Wine. Love Letter to Fire however,<br />
does not include his typical stage name. Sam<br />
Beam nakedly shares the namesake of this record<br />
with Manchester singer-songwriter Jesca Hoop<br />
and they have produced an album 13 entirely collaborative<br />
tracks. Iron and Wine fans are catered<br />
to a little bit more strongly here than Jesca Hoop<br />
fans however, although their voices interplay<br />
very well, Sam Beam is more strongly present<br />
in the vocal mixes on most tracks, even though<br />
Jesca Hoop probably nets more time singing.<br />
The songs as well are more straightforward than<br />
either songwriter’s recent solo material, and as a<br />
result the record tonally skews in the direction of<br />
Iron and Wine’s Kiss Each Other Clean (2011). On<br />
tracks like “Kiss Me Quick” and “Valley Clouds”<br />
in particular, Hoop does not quite get her due<br />
behind Sam Beams percussive guitar and humid<br />
vocals. Both are obviously experts at crafting<br />
beautiful songs and together they elevate each<br />
other’s work, a strong step in the right direction<br />
for both songwriters.<br />
• Liam Prost<br />
The Dandy Warhols<br />
Distortland<br />
Dine Alone Records<br />
Everyone’s favourite Urban Bohemians have<br />
hit a milestone with their 10th album Distortland.<br />
The result is an aptly named album full<br />
of infectious distortion, focused, crafty hooks<br />
and more than a few salty bits of wisdom. The<br />
Dandies have always brought poppy fun and a<br />
little edge of darkness to their musical poetry<br />
about trying to portray oneself as unaffected<br />
while being plugged right in. Amongst the<br />
reverb heavy synth, the plucky hooks, the<br />
strummy catching riffs, the mean ol’ distortion<br />
and the surfy grabs that string together the<br />
tracklist of this album, there are almost smug,<br />
world weary bits of advice that land whether<br />
you want them to or not. In “Catcher in the<br />
Rye,” amongst the bass groove leading you<br />
through it, you hear: “Don’t you know anything<br />
can get you down if you let it. Some days more<br />
than others this is how I’ve lived and learned to<br />
divide them.” What follows is a series of advice<br />
for disillusioned youth, the kind just like Holden<br />
Caulfield, the main character of the titular book<br />
the song is named after: “Keep your head down<br />
and let the worst of it pass on by you,” “If its not<br />
fun then it’s funny for sure.” The Dandies are<br />
most notably not one of those bands trying to<br />
hold on to who they were two decades ago. This<br />
is an album that marries a much more settled<br />
production style, a much more tempered sonic<br />
approach, and a much more established voice.<br />
Which is what makes the big finish that much<br />
more intriguing. “The Grow Up Song” is the final<br />
track and a true bummer of a tune. Perhaps<br />
intending to be ironic, perhaps very much not,<br />
Courtney Taylor-Taylor wearily confesses to<br />
being past his prime and weary of the game,<br />
finishing with the cop movie trope of “I’m too<br />
old for this shit”. With true hipster cynicism, he<br />
rewards the listener for ingesting all his wellformed<br />
and catchy advice by telling them he is<br />
over it all. Quite a jarring slap from a guy who<br />
once cordially invited you to come to his vegan<br />
work so he could get them to cook you something<br />
that you’ll really like. Getting old appears<br />
to still suck.<br />
• Jennie Orton<br />
28 APRIL <strong>2016</strong> •<br />
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