BeatRoute Magazine [AB] print e-edition - [September 2017]
BeatRoute Magazine is a monthly arts and entertainment paper with a predominant focus on music – local, independent or otherwise. The paper started in June 2004 and continues to provide a healthy dose of perversity while exercising rock ‘n’ roll ethics.
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Tricky<br />
Queens of the Stone Age<br />
Villains<br />
Matador Records<br />
Perhaps Queens of the Stone Age frontman Josh<br />
Homme’s most underrated talent is his ability<br />
to make anything that he works on sound like<br />
a QOTSA record, no matter the personnel involved.<br />
That’s been true for the past six QOTSA<br />
albums, and even with pop producer Mark<br />
Ronson, it’s true for Villains.<br />
While bringing Ronson, whose past credits include<br />
Amy Winehouse and Bruno Mars, aboard<br />
may seem like a leftfield move, the results are<br />
almost disappointingly similar to 2015’s …Like<br />
Clockwork, because, after all, to quote Josh<br />
Homme himself on “Make It Wit Chu,” “Sometimes<br />
the same is different, but mostly it’s the<br />
same.”<br />
Villains explodes out of the gate with “Feet<br />
Don’t Fail Me,” a desert-noir foot stomper that<br />
blends Ronson’s penchant for pop-funk with<br />
QOTSA’s bong-ripping stoner rock. It’s not the<br />
last time that blend of influences pays off well:<br />
“The Evil Has Landed,” “Hideaway,” and “Un-Reborn<br />
Again” all exude pomp and swagger while<br />
still sounding like textbook QOTSA.<br />
Album highlight “Domesticated Animals” is a<br />
chugging, mixed-meter melee that builds to one<br />
of the best rock choruses in recent memory and<br />
a thrilling conclusion that finds bassist Michael<br />
Schuman unleashing a bloodcurdling yell not<br />
heard on a QOSTA album since Songs for the<br />
Deaf.<br />
It doesn’t reinvent the wheel, but throughout<br />
its runtime, Villains serves to cement QOSTA’s<br />
reputation as one of the most consistently enjoyable<br />
bands in modern rock music.<br />
• Jamie McNamara<br />
RALEIGH<br />
Powerhouse Bloom<br />
Independent<br />
RALEIGH kind of rips. Powerhouse Bloom opens<br />
with a short hit of percussion, followed by a<br />
glimmering guitar voicing. What follows is a<br />
meditative intro, a slow drum pattern, a bubbling<br />
bass line, and a warm cello set the scene.<br />
It isn’t until the first chorus, where a legitimate<br />
guitar riff cuts through the bustling mix, where<br />
it becomes clear that this is a bigger and more<br />
mature RALEIGH than Sun Grenades and Grenadine<br />
Skies.<br />
It’s their third full-length release of bumpy<br />
dream pop, but this time with sharper edges,<br />
and a keen ear for pacing. RALEIGH has always<br />
played with quick starts and stops, and stabbing<br />
transitions, but mostly within the spectrum of<br />
playfulness. Powerhouse Bloom cuts parts in<br />
and out with precision, and with a completeness<br />
of vision. The experimental but deliberate<br />
studio production work here invites a tonal and<br />
musical cohesiveness, filling in dead space with<br />
ambient sounds and long reverb trails, and adding<br />
texture with a grimey compression or phaser<br />
on the vocals.<br />
There is so much viscera and effect to<br />
Powerhouse Bloom, it reeks of deliberation and<br />
experimentation like we’ve come to expect from<br />
RALEIGH, but with a force and dynamism that<br />
transcends anything that’s come before.<br />
• Liam Prost<br />
the record to all-night dance party proportion.<br />
The production is crisp, layered, full of tight,<br />
hard hitting drums, unique sonic samples and<br />
never ending drive. It’s easy to imagine that in a<br />
decade or two from now that any track on this<br />
album will push the volume up and soak a sun<br />
filled drive with joyful nostalgia.<br />
• Andrew R. Mott<br />
Tchornobog<br />
Tchornobog<br />
I, Voidhanger Records<br />
The murky, churning waters of the debut Tchornobog<br />
album are not waters to be traversed<br />
lightly. The riffs and production are clouded<br />
in a thick haze, where the music can be heard,<br />
but the delivery of the riffs sounds booming,<br />
cavernous and epic. The listening experience<br />
of the album is one that feels akin to being lost<br />
in a vast underground cavern, hearing sounds<br />
moving through the blackness but not quite<br />
being able to parse where they are coming from.<br />
The album sounds dissonant, hostile, and full of<br />
ideas.<br />
Even as far as simple metal structure goes,<br />
the guitar playing is always strong and always<br />
driving but never flashy; things drift from<br />
moving at breakneck speeds to crunching to a<br />
halt and moving into slower, heavier passages.<br />
The way the songs are structured allows for a<br />
huge wealth of ideas to be displayed over the<br />
course of their epic runtimes, featuring both<br />
heavy, memorable riffs and quieter moments<br />
featuring saxophone and piano from time to<br />
time as well. One negative that the album has is<br />
that there seems to be little consistency through<br />
any of the its four tracks. Although the album is<br />
very consistent in tone, once the band finishes<br />
playing a riff, they seem more or less done with<br />
it. The album cycles ideas so many times over<br />
the course of any of its songs that there seems<br />
to be little reason the album couldn’t have been<br />
one giant piece of music. That being said, all the<br />
ideas presented on the album work very well,<br />
and Tchornobog’s debut is easily one of the<br />
strongest and most memorably alternative pieces<br />
of extreme metal to be released this year.<br />
• Greg Grose<br />
The Royal Foundry<br />
Lost in Your Head<br />
Independent<br />
Tricky<br />
Ununiform<br />
False Idols/!k7 Music<br />
After putting out numerous singles and getting<br />
heavy rotation on the terrestrial airwaves, the<br />
quartet known as The Royal Foundry has finally<br />
released its breakout album, Lost In Your Head.<br />
First coming onto the Edmonton music scene<br />
in 2013 as a newly-married alternative folk<br />
duo, Jared Salte and Bethany Schumacher have<br />
completely reinvented themselves with a solid<br />
and well-defined electro-pop sound. Drawing<br />
inspiration from the latest trends as well as<br />
movements from ‘90s Brit pop and ‘70s progressive<br />
rock, Salte and Schumacher dive deep into<br />
the exploration of love and relationship on a<br />
13-track explosion of youthful expression and<br />
experimentation.<br />
Salte’s vocals hold the consistent lead on<br />
the record while Schumacher provides a subtle<br />
harmonic reinforcement that sits just right<br />
in the mix. Sprinkled like candy throughout<br />
the LP, Schumacher’s timbre takes the fore in<br />
anthemic elements that elevate the intensity of<br />
I wonder, when you’re a dozen albums into a<br />
storied career in the trip-hop game, is there still<br />
enough creative gas in the tank? Apparently so,<br />
if your name is Adrian Thaws.<br />
The iconoclastic beat-maker and producer<br />
still has a lot of issues to get off his chest and<br />
he has some top-notch talent to help him out.<br />
Biding his time between grime-swathed and<br />
trap-infused tracks such as “Same As It Ever<br />
Was, “It’s Your Day,” and “Bang Boogie” (with<br />
Russian hip hop homie Scriptonite), the master<br />
of melancholy plays it cool. Elsewhere, Tricky<br />
glides around genres from some signature R&B<br />
sultriness from the likes of labelmate Francesca<br />
Belmonte (“New Stole”), to the slashing guitar<br />
fuelled electro-banger of “Dark Days” (featuring<br />
rising dub-pop princess Mina Rose), to a breathy<br />
and sparse cover of Hole’s “Doll Parts” (from<br />
avant-garde artist and former AA-model Avalon<br />
Lurks). Of course, no Tricky oeuvre is complete<br />
without a contribution from his most influen-<br />
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