Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Monday, May 25, 2009

Grizzly Bear comes home to Veckatimest


Off the coast of Massachusetts, between Cape Cod and Martha’s Vineyard lies the tiny island of Veckatimest. Owned by the Forbes Family (as in quadrillionaire Steve Forbes and former presidential candidate John Forbes Kerry), the tiny island is home to, well, nothing. It’s a completely uninhabited speck in the Elizabeth Islands. It also happens to share it’s name with the new Grizzly Bear album. Veckatimest (the album) is not tiny and definitely not nothing. At times stripped down, at others fully orchestrated, Grizzly Bear’s third album offers not just scenes of sound, but full landscapes.

Ed Droste began the band in his Brooklyn apartment. His homespun D.I.Y. effort took on new life with the help of multi-instrumentalist Chris Taylor. Add guitarist/pianist/songwriter Daniel Rossen and Christopher Bear on drums and you have Grizzly Bear. Their 2004 debut, Horn of Plenty, began to explore the layering and variety that Veckatimest perfects. Rolling Stone magazine wrote of the first album that "The pure atmospheric power of the songs is more than enough to hypnotize." Their sophomore effort, Yellow House, is their first as a quartet and to feature material written by Rossen. Yellow House is named for Droste's mother's house where it was recorded. The New York Times called it one of the top albums of 2006.


Before listening to the album I took Benjo’s advice and listened to the band’s National Public Radio Studio Session performance, hosted by David Garland. It aired live on the radio and web, but I was at work and only got to listen to the stream later. (Go to NPRmusic.org to hear the one-hour bare-bones performance.)

Everything, even the album art, is narrative. Each song is a mini journey to the next, all set in the big picture of the album. As such, there is an easy flow to the work. The responsibility of album cohesion falls squarely on Chris Taylor’s shoulders. In as much as he produced the record, he admits many things that make the album so ‘comfortable’ are out of his control. “The acoustics in a home add familiarity to the sound,” says Taylor. “Like singing in your bathroom, or playing guitar in your living room- it makes for a comfortable recording process.” Taylor talks about using distance to achieve layers, saying “Bigness, smallness, closeness, distance- someone whispering in your ear versus someone talking further away feels different.”

Incorporating incidental sounds, like a girl’s giggle and an adult’s subsequent ‘shoosh’ as well as the sound of logs crackling in a Cape Cod cabin’s fireplace– all these layers enrich the sound scape of Veckatimest. Expanding upon that theme, the band recorded this album in several sessions at various locations, eventually spending three weeks at The Glen Tonche Estate in the Catskills for final mastering.

Many tracks also feature arrangements by Nico Muhly, a twenty-eight year old contemporary Western classical composer from the grain belt. For some tracks Muhly uses the Brooklyn Youth Chorus. Listen for them giggling in ‘I Live With You.’ Ed considers it an Easter egg– “Dan (Rossen) had those samples, he was like ‘ I really want to put those in there.’ They had an amazing way of sweetening things and at the same time totally scaring me.”

It’s not at all scary, though. Says Droste, “It’s just got a few poppier songs, a few darker songs a few stripped-down tracks, and a few really orchestrated lush ones. More dynamics, essentially.”

The work has longevity– songs you don’t get sick of quickly. Each listen reveals more of the layering that you’d barely notice on first listen. It stays interesting because even though there’s a lot to get to know, each track is still easy to recognize. Veckatimest is at once surprising and familiar, a hard feat to master for an album that encompasses a world of sound.


Famous fans of Grizzly Bear include band Band of Horses, who covered a GB song for there 2007 EP Friend. After GB opened for Radiohead in a summer 2008 tour guitarist Jonny Greenwood confessed on stage that they were his ‘favorite band.’ I’m not famous or talented in any notable way, but I find myself so enamored with the band that I’m contemplating how to get to the Saturday, June 13th show at The Tabernacle in Atlanta. Show starts at eight, bring a date. Oh, did I mention TV on the Radio is also playing that gig? Or, just see them both along with a hundred other bands you’ll love at Bonnaroo. The Manchester, Tennessee show runs from the 11th through the 14th of June.

Webphiles, find the band’s 2007 cover of JoJo’s single "Too Little Too Late." The band performed it on Droste's twenty-ninth birthday and on the NPR show I mentioned earlier. It’s proof that even Disney teen idol clone songs can sound haunting if rendered properly. Freebie! Go to Grizzly-bear.net to download 'Cheerleader,' track five on Veckatimest.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

CD Review- "Beware" by Bonnie Prince Billy


Bonnie Prince Billy’s latest album “Beware” should have been titled “Lonesome Crowded West,” but Modest Mouse beat singer-songwriter Will Oldham to that one. The set epitomizes a romanticized view of American folk music. Upon listening to the album, unbidden images of sun-bleached cow skulls and tumbleweeds come to mind, not just because of Oldham’s twangy voice, nor the use of country-western instruments– the mandolin, a wood block, sparse drums, a meanding steel guitar and a slow fiddle (sometimes called a violin). Because each instrument is playing skeletal scales each note takes on more importance. Instead of building a wall of sound by layering an orchestra of music, Oldham highlights the emotional heights his voice evokes by turning up the echo effect on most of the album. Female backing vocals, a bluegrass staple, have the same effect. Not every track has the minimalist feel– “You Don’t Love Me” even adds a hefty brass section to the mix, livens up the drum and manages to turn once-haunting steel guitar riffs into peppy, clappable verses.

Some tracks, like “Beware Your Only Friend” and “I Don’t Belong to Anyone” could be played from horseback. The love-lorn “Heart’s Arm’s” could be a camp fire tribute to a still-burning torch. This is my favorite track. Oldham’s lyrics do their part to emphasize the heart-on-sleeve effect:

Why don't you write me anymore?
Have you found something as good just next door?
I open this awful machine to nothing
where once your intimacies came pounding.

Not a single song on the thirteen track album is over five minutes long– the shortest is just over two minutes long. This is a good thing– the songs build quickly, the music swells, crests and then wraps up. There are no long intro or outros, just soulful singing and masterful instrumentation.