Showing posts with label tame impala. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tame impala. Show all posts

Wednesday, 28 August 2013

Mind Vomit: Reading/Leeds & The Eternal Battle of Rock vs Dance...


Hello readers, sorry it has been a while, been a bit busy settling in to a new job and having a few little adventures, one of which being my first attendance of a music festival. Yes folks, this weekend just gone I travelled down to the infamous Reading Festival to run around fields full of tents great and small (the smallest of which having my girlfriend and I lying on hard ground, missing our beds). Of course the uncomfortable nights were a minor downer on what was actually quite a brilliant weekend of music, burgers and overpriced cider! We made sure to see as many bands as we could cram in (with tickets costing £200 this year, I don't see a weekend of getting up late to watch the headliner before spending the early hours getting wasted in a bush to be getting my money's worth) and thus enjoyed a great deal of artists of all genres and varieties. 

It was when hopping from heavier rock artists to indie bands to dance acts that I realised whilst the good job organisers had done this year in fitting in a good range of different acts was commendable, audiences were far greater for the dance/hip hop/electronic groups. Of course, these artists do come from a more mainstream standing in music culture at the moment but at a festival that used to be known as  a 'heavy rock weekend', I was a little surprised. Still, I wasn't complaining, I enjoyed the difference in acts and the shift in crowd dynamics the genre hopping entailed, very much so!



The NME however see things differently. A new article featured on the publications occasionally interesting blog section entitled "Note To Half-Arsed Indie Bands: Take A Leaf Out Of Skrillex's Book" in which the writer seems to firstly blame guitar bands for not making audiences endure fits of euphoria before then stating "people are sick of standing around watching half-arsed indie boys boshing through lumpen songs with no concern for whether the audience are enjoying themselves". 

Now I know, I know, its one writer, its one opinion, but honestly I don't understand how such a fallacious bit of nonsense could be promoted quite so much by the NME, especially when the bands attacked in the article are so often promoted by the magazine. I cant vouch for Leeds Fest but I can guarantee the majority of Reading festival-goers were neither there for much more than a handful of artists or a fair representation of the music loving public. Whilst me and my girlfriend would leave our tent by 11am to catch as many bands as possible, neighbouring groups seemed happy to sit around a campfire drinking to leave late afternoon/evening time to see the more popular 'top 40' artists.

Now don't get me wrong, I am not saying that these kind of festival goers aren't 'real fans'. Nor am I saying that theres anything wrong with getting drunk, or going to a festival to see mainstream artists. I was personally quite excited to sample a bit of every genre from System Of A Down to AlunaGeorge. Still, I do feel targeting a genre or attacking bands for the poor turnout is unnecessary and rather unfounded. 



Savages and Parquet Courts, two of the groups the blog claims were met with indifference, were two of the groups I actually found most entertaining in the weekend and the lack of manic crowds were probably more to do with several understandable factors:
  • The bands were playing the Festival Republic Tent, roughly the size of a small-venue.
  • The bands both have small followings with very little exposure coming from mainstream outlets.
  • Many fans go to watch bands play, not to climb stage rigging/rip clothes off.
  • Even the most passionate of indie fans tend to just jump around, which is what they did.
  • I doubt either band intend to write a club stomper to take Ibiza by storm.
You get where I'm coming from, to compare either group to Skrillex or Chase & Status, two of the most popular electronic acts of the past few years playing on humungous capacity stages is both unfair and irrelevant. Club acts will draw club audiences, the kind that are not bothered about watching an act play but want to dance A fair portion of people who watched guitar bands were entertained and impressed, they clapped, cheered and had a good wiggle. Peace, Drenge, Tame Impala, Haim all received warm audiences as well as crossover artists like Chvrches and Phoenix. 

One of the most alarming moments of the festival for me was the rowdiness and atmosphere in the Dance tent during a DJ slot... nobody on stage. Then as Charli XCX came on, over half the crowd left. Now Charli XCX has a few stompers in her repertoire as you may know, however she has nowhere near the exposure or airplay given to acts such as the fantastic Major Lazer and Disclosure, hence nobody stuck around.

I dont want to say this writer is wrong as his point on crowds being less rowdy for indie/guitar bands is valid, but the argument that these bands are boring or need to 'up their game' is just silly. The fact is we live in a generation that currently favours a very limited number electronic pop artists and practically no big guitar bands in its charts, which is why your typical festival goer is drawn to an act like Skrillex whilst avoiding Drenge. If anyone is to blame for this its the media for its ignorance of many indie groups who never get the exposure needed to draw in a great crowd. Give the bands a break, if you want to get wasted and dance around to top 40 groups, by all means do! Who can blame you? But don't assume any band that hasn't got fleets of adoring followers aren't worthwhile. Like what you want!

RANT OVER

Have anything to say about this matter? Do you find modern guitar bands boring? Join the debate and give me a comment if you do :) See you soon readers.

Friday, 3 May 2013

Video: Tame Impala - 'Prototype' (Outkast)

This September will be the 10th anniversary of one of the most prolific and brilliant pop albums my generation had the pleasure of growing up with. "Speakerboxxx/The Love Below" saw Atlanta Georgia hip-hop duo Outkast appeal to a much wider audience. Their fifth LP, after the amazing third and fourth outings "Aquemini" and "Stankonia" the duo decided it would be a nifty idea to record a double album that served as solo albums for both members Big Boi who created "Speakerboxxx", an album rooted firmly in Southern Hip Hop and Andre 3000 who created "The Love Below" an album that saw Andre branch out from his usual hip-hop style and bask in a more free form record dabbling in Soul, Funk and Jazz orientated pop. While both LPs are incredible (and best listened to as a whole rather than two separate albums), it was "The Love Below" with killer hits "Hey Ya" and "Roses" cementing long standing places on international charts and generally had most people somewhat unfairly overlooking Big Boi.

However, as much as I'd love to, I'm not here to post a detailed analysis of the album. I'm here to post a video my girlfriend (who writes a much better blog at electragrrl.blogspot.co.uk) sent me today. Literally seeing the title bought me out of the awful headache I'd been having to search for my headphones and good grief I was not disappointed. Tame Impala, as anyone who knows me can tell you, are a band I became incredibly obsessed with last year with the release of their second album "Lonerism". The psyche rock band hailing from Perth Australia at a recent radio session decided to woo me further (a feat I thought to be impossible) by covering, you guessed it, Outkast. They opted for the last single from "The Love Below", "Prototype" an epic psychedelic soul jam that saw Andre 3000 singing about falling in love with a woman who if not 'the one' must be 'the prototype'. Its an incredibly addictive slow funk song already and Tame Impala do it great justice, with singer Kevin Parker singing a smooth falsetto as bassist/synth/Pond singer Nick Allbrook provides some hilariously accurate backing vocals. Fans of either band rejoice in what can only be described as an unexpectedly fantastic cover. To Andre 3000 and Tame Impala I stank thee smelly much.



Outkast/Andre 3000 in the awesome Prince-esque sic-fi promo video of original version

Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Feature: Thank You For The Music...


FOREWORD: A slightly personal post, sorry if it drags/is badly written, just got thinking about this and thought it could be good fun to write about. Hope you enjoy, might do this kind of thing more in the future.

Like every dedicated music fan, I take a great deal of pride in my musical taste. Back in those MySpace days (2006-2008... y'know, the proper MySpace), when you had the little box on your profile you could fill with favourite bands and artists, I would literally compile an extensive (& alphabetical!) list of dozens, possibly hundreds, of my favourite's. It didn't matter that nobody would read the whole thing, at the time it felt as vital a part of my identity as my name. Not to mention the tireless hours I know we all spent searching for the right song to have playing on your profile. 

The same goes for real life. Over the years I've used band t-shirts, posters, even lyrics scrawled onto my bag to express my taste to others as well as lengthy chats with all my friends (well... the ones that listen) about a new band or song I'm digging/old bands I'm going back to or just discovering. When it comes to this, something funny happens. We all do it too. I adopt bands as my own possessions, often talking as if I am the sole and greatest fan when the truth is, I'm so obviously not. While I pride myself on keeping up to date with new music and studying the history of genre's I enjoy, the foundations of my musical taste don't really originate from me, but from the people in my life. I owe a great deal of my taste to so many people who have come and gone in my life, and I would hazard a guess that so do you! We often forget the fact that favourite band of ours didn't come though music blogs/magazines/tv/gigs, but from our family, friends and loved ones.

Imagine a cubby cheeked four year old boy with a colourful chunky sweater and hilarious blonde bowl cut, y'know the kind you can see those hip n fresh Dalston twenty-somethings wearing today (shudder). Cross legged on the brown carpet of his front room, the boy waits obediently still as his mother puts a strange black circular disc out of a blue sleeve. She places the disc on a flat service and a needle on a stick on top. "These are the songs I sing for you and your sister" she says whilst the boy fidgets impatiently from the toddler's greatest foe, boredom. "Mom, I wanna go in the gard.." the boy begins before being interrupted by the unfamiliarly hypnotic sound of an organ erupting from the speakers of his parents' hi-fi. "Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields" an unknown voice chimes in before a group of instruments kick in and a little boy's life is changed forever.

OK, that story is partly (largely) fabricated, but is no doubt fairly accurate in my induction to the world of music. The Blue Album, a Beatles compilation of their later and last releases (1967-1970), was a staple in my life. It was my first real association with any kind of music and would have me begging my parents to play it on those once never-ending weekends. Before then I had assumed those songs came from the supposedly musical genius mind of my mom rather than John Lennon or Paul McCartney. Learning otherwise certainly changed that opinion, but nowadays I find myself looking back with pangs of gratefulness to my mom for letting me into this world and realising that it was the first in a series of moments where I was presented with the gift of great music from another person.

This came again from my mom and from many others. Many thanks to my Dad, a great compiler of greatest hits compilations (don't judge him, he's almost 60) and during my teenage years would have all sorts of music on in the car. "Have a listen to this Huw" he'd always say before educating me with fantastic collections of songs from bands that to this day I still love. The Cure, Daft Punk, REM, Weezer, Led Zeppelin, Blur, and the one that really changed my life, The Smiths were all introduced to me at the hands of my Dad who'd usually end a CD by grinning and saying "See? Not such a square dad after all am I?" before arguing with a McDonalds server over the price of sauce.

Cheers to my sister Beth who also provided a massive influence on my listening habits, particularly in my teens. Being the older sibling she knew more about what was cool within the more indie scene and had all the must have noughties band's records like The Strokes, Kings Of Leon (the first 3 albums were amazing and you know it) and Arctic Monkeys as well as much more obscure and challenging music that she had found from her own musical search such as Elliott Smith, Sufjan Stevens and more recently Jens Lekman. She often reminds me of this when I listen to any of these artists to which I always reply "I am thankful, gawd!"

Ta to friend's that bought interesting bands to the table with the obligatory metal, emo, hip-hop, scene and rave phases of teendom. I'm glad I went through phases of listening to bands like Tool, Metallica, My Chemical Romance, Jay Z, Klaxons, Enter Shikari, etc because I feel like it created a much broader realm of taste to my musical pallet without which I would probably dismiss too many good bands. Credit to my former Drum teacher Daryl (who sadly I haven't spoken to in 3 years) as he introduced me to some great music as he taught me to be a part of it. Rock giants like Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Smashing Pumpkins, QOTSA and Red Hot Chili Peppers were introduced to me as bands he thought I might enjoy.

Even today I owe so much. Without my friend Liam pestering me to listen to a certain Australian psychedelic band (Tame Impala), my 2012 may have been a totally different experience as one of the most important albums to me that I feel will stick with me for a lifetime thanks to him. Further recognition goes to my friend Lee who got me listening to Tom Petty, a legend I had somehow missed for 20 years of my life and a maker of truly fantastic records. Last but certainly not least, huge appreciation to my girlfriend Kayleigh for sharing fantastic bands/artists like Charli XCX, Sneaker Pimps and Jamie Woon but more so for music we've discovered together. Peace, Swim Deep, Haim are all bands we've enjoyed together and have been made better because of it. Whatever happens in the future I know I'll listen back to these records fondly as I'm no doubt reminded of fun times and awesome passionate conversations we've shared as music lovers.

The same goes for everyone on this list, its just a massive thank you really, there are so many good feelings that come with certain songs and albums because of close ones. Though I now find most new music through other resources, without the bands you introduced me to and more importantly the bond we've shared over any music, I truly would not be the person I am today and I am grateful. I shall continue to try and do the same for you ;)

Now though you must suffer...

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA

Saturday, 16 March 2013

Preview: Reading + Leeds Festivals 2013

The Line-up
I thought I'd write a feature on the recent extended line up announcements of Reading + Leeds Festivals that were revealed on Monday as this year *drumroll* I"M ACTUALLY GOING!!! Yes, good news, as part of my 21st birthday present my parents loaned me the money for 2 tickets to Reading Festival this year. I've always wanted to go to a festival same as any other music lover but Reading or Leeds held a sort of special place in my heart. Mainly due to past headliners like Radiohead, The Cure, Arctic Monkeys, Smashing Pumpkins, Rage Against The Machine and Arcade Fire all wetting my imagination and desire to join the 30,000 strong main stage crowd.

So first order of business, headliners. When Eminem was announced first in November last year I was somewhat disillusioned. I can imagine the majority of Reading and Leeds regulars might also feel that way as it seems a bit of a scheme to attract a more obvious mainstream selection of artists along with recent additions Azealia Banks and Skrillex. While its definitely not a bad thing to supply a diverse range of artists at festivals, it does slightly betray the festival's reputation as the 'Alternative' festival. Still as a fan in my teens I'm sure dancing around drunk in a field to "Without Me" could be a great laugh, that is as long as he sticks away from more recent depressathon tunes of recent years. Biffy Clyro and Green Day will please a more rock-friendly audience but even still, its another two VERY popular rock bands. No doubt similarly with Eminem, these guys after a few drinks with their chart topping pop rock will be good fun. However, within the headliners, theres no relevant modern recent success in the headliners, nor a really critically acclaimed under-appreciated legend.

Not that the alternative side hasn't been covered elsewhere. The news of Perth's psych rockers Tame Impala playing the tent was greeted with gallons of metaphorical wee in my pants. 2012's Lonerism was an outstanding album and the band's reputation for amazing festival appearances only adds to the anticipation of a potentially special moment. Similarly news of B-Town favourites Peace promises for a spectacular showing, something I'm especially thankful for having always missed the chances to attend their sold-out local shows. Main stage performances from Nine Inch Nails, Deftones and System Of A Down are the three I personally look forward to most and I imagine I'm not alone within the slightly older (God... I'm only 21!) attendees. Foals also promise for a great performance after their critically acclaimed third album "Holy Fire", however if they are on at the same time as Tame Impala I'm afraid the Oxford drop-outs are getting missed! Swim Deep, Haim, Deap  Vally, Phoenix, Temples, Johnny Marr and Palma Violets (minus annoying on-stage shenanigans from the latter) are also acts I'd like to catch if possible though there will no doubt be some give and take.

It is clear to see with the festivals recent crowd expansion from 70,000 to 80,000 with further plans to reach a 6 figure crowd in years to come has meant the festival may have felt the need to cater for a wider range of music fans. This is understandable and of course a great thing for any festival, the more genres supplied on multiple stages the better. However I feel this is a year where the less mainstream bands are being slightly misrepresented. Fall Out Boy and New Found Glory along with Green Day and Biffy Clyro are pretty much all Kerrang legends aimed predominately at teens while Alt J, Bastille and Jake Bugg have been enjoying a lot of UK chart attention leaving only really a handful of real hard-working upcoming artists on the bill. Despite this I'm still shitting myself at the following things: When NIN play (or better play!) "March Of The Pigs", Peace and Swim Deep repping the West Midlands with some propper summer choons and of course TAAAMMMEEE IMPAALLAAAAA!!! Somebody slap me.