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Minnesota’s Insufferable Music Scene

June 18, 2012 Leave a comment

Are bands like Trampled By Turtles overexposed in Minnesota?

Last weekend, local radio station The Current hosted their annual Rock the Garden music festival, which takes place at the Walker Art Center and has typically been a collection of relatively big name indie artists. Previous headliners included artists with national followings like Neko Case, My Morning Jacket, and The Decemberists, with usually one local act thrown in. However, this year, four of the five headliners — Howler, Doomtree, Trampled by Turtles, and The Hold Steady — were Minnesota-based groups. That sent a clear message from the folks at The Current: “Our local music is amazing, and we don’t need bands from anywhere else.”

The Rock the Garden lineup was subject to quite a bit of criticism, because what was supposed to be a chance to see artists that don’t play in Minnesota all the time turned into another exercise in The Current and Minnesotans patting themselves on the back for all of the supposedly great music that has come from the area. This is nothing new. It’s part of an increasing and ongoing obsession with local music that has baffled me for months now.

It could just be a problem on my end, because I’ve never really understood the appeal of local music in the first place. To me, music is music. A guitar played in California or England makes the same sound as one played in Minnesota. This may seem obvious, but around here there is an unhealthy love for bands that I don’t think anyone would care about if they hadn’t formed in a place that was located near where they live. The Minnesota music scene is like the child of average intelligence who has overbearing parents that insist that they are “special.”

In this simile, the overbearing parent is The Current, who relentlessly shoves these bands down our throat, either because people inexplicably want to hear them all the time or because they want to establish credibility by linking themselves to local bands made good. Turn your dial to 89.3 or stream online, and chances are you’ll hear the end of a mediocre song, followed by one of the DJs gushing over the “great, great local band” that produced it. There’s also a local music blog, filled with embarrassing fawning posts like Is Minnesota Music in a Golden Age? (answer: yes). It’s rare to see any sort of criticism directed towards the local music scene here, which is why it was shocking when 19-year old Howler frontman Jordan Gatesmith spoke out in an interview with The Guardian:

Yeah, it’s weird, because you know the ’80s saw a great hardcore and punk rock scene, Hüsker Dü kind of being the leaders of it, and The Replacements as well. And Prince was there, which was a whole different thing all together. Completely different. But yeah, I feel like there’s this giant lull period of like 30 years. We had Tapes ’N Tapes kind of come out for a little bit, so that was kind of interesting, but the scene right now is interesting. It really supports its own bands, like they’ll build up these bands—no offense, Minneapolis—that I will hate. I will completely hate. But they’ll like sell out the biggest room in Minneapolis.

There’s this band called the 4onthefloor, for example, and the gimmick is that they play, you know, they have four kick drums, and they all play the kick drum on the floor, and they’re like Mumford & Sons crap. I’m sorry. But that will get huge. They’ll do like crazy big venues, then everyone will be like, ‘Yeah! 4onthefloor is the band to watch! Everyone get ready!’ And then, of course, nothing will happen outside of Minneapolis for them.

Of course, this statement quickly set off a local firestorm. “How could he say that about all of our wonderful Minnesota bands?” seemingly everyone wondered. I’m no fan of Gatesmith or his music and think he probably could use a good slap in the face, but his points about the local scene struck me as fairly accurate. When I hear most of the local music that is getting airplay, none of it seems particularly groundbreaking or exciting. Let’s face it: Trampled By Turtles, Doomtree, Atmosphere, and Cloud Cult aren’t exactly Husker Du, The Replacements, Prince, and Bob Dylan. These are middle-of-the-road indie bands at best that have been elevated to god-like status because they happen to be from Minnesota. They may be popular among locals and might occasionally appear on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon, but they are not innovators and are not bands that anyone will care about 10 years from now.

I don’t mean to criticize all local music. I support a few local bands, but because I think they make good music that is worthwhile, not because they are local. These are the kinds of bands that are usually ignored by the local media hype cycle, which focuses on artists with a more accessible sound that have a chance to be “the next big thing” rather than groups that are experimenting and doing things differently. When The Current plays a local band that ends up getting national press, they can go back and say that they played them from the beginning, and I think that drives a lot of their decision-making. This is also why they fawn indulgently over every local band — so that when Trampled By Turtles ends up playing the coveted 5:45 day two slot at Bonnaroo, they can take some of the credit.

More than anything else, this fixation on local music is bizarre to me because it seems so counter to everything that makes living in 2012 great. These days, you can find music from anywhere. I’ve discovered bands from all over the world that I probably never would have heard of if not for the internet, and sites like bandcamp make it incredibly easy to have access to their music. So it just doesn’t make sense to me that people limit their exposure and focus on this one random area when there is so much great stuff out there and readily available. It seems archaic.

A local radio station like The Current should play some local music, but right now it does it at the expense of other, far more interesting bands that are implied to be less worthy because they’re not from the right area. My ideal radio station is one that exposes me to cool music I might not find otherwise, which is why it bums me out that The Current has chosen to instead suck up to bands that are already overexposed, repeatedly playing them in the same way that a pop station plays Katy Perry.

For all I know, this could be the kind of thing that happens in all major areas. There is obviously a natural inclination to think that your home state is culturally better than others. But from my vantage point, Minnesotans are unusually proud of a music scene that hasn’t really done anything noteworthy in a long time. It would be nice if everyone could tone down the love, have a bit of perspective, and admit that maybe these bands and our state aren’t as special as we think.

Fiona Apple – “The Idler Wheel…”

June 13, 2012 Leave a comment

Stream it on NPR

If there were any lingering doubts I had about the first Fiona Apple album in seven years, they were quickly erased when she revealed the title: The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than The Driver of The Screw And Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do. The decision to go for another poem title after 1999’s 90-word When the Pawn… was a classic Fiona Apple move, one that made her detractors smirk and made her supporters shake their heads and chuckle to themselves. Seeing it was a sign of reassurance, a confirmation that the Fiona Apple who always follows her artistic muse — occasionally to her detriment — was still around.

Being a Fiona Apple fan is often frustrating. While some artists always seem to be in the spotlight and working on new projects, Apple — a noted recluse who claims to rarely leave her house — falls completely off the radar between albums. This can sometimes give the illusion that she isn’t working or doesn’t care about making music anymore, and at times in the last few years I wondered if I would ever hear new music from her again. The advantage is that when she does finally resurface it feels like an event, and with The Idler Wheel… she’s offered a reminder of how much music has sorely lacked her presence since 2005.

Apple officially returned to the spotlight at the South By Southwest music festival, where her performances of new songs were met with rave reviews for their raw energy and nerves. She frequently sang with her eyes closed, twitching back and forth and, as usual, sang with a tremendous amount of conviction, as if she was excising some inner demon with each performance. Little details like this are what makes Apple so refreshingly different from what music has become now. There are no put-ons or affectations, no musical gimmickry or autotune. She does not hide behind a persona. All she’s done (at least since Tidal) is be herself, and that’s especially true on The Idler Wheel…, which is probably her most Fiona Apple-y album yet.

The Idler Wheel… mostly ditches the sometimes excessive instrumentation that permeated Extraordinary Machine, putting the focus entirely where it should be: on Apple’s voice and lyrics. The music is primarily based around piano and percussion, with a lot of different drums and several sampled sounds used to give the songs Apple’s trademark quirkiness while not stealing the spotlight from her. As usual, Apple’s lyrics are witty and reflective, focusing on her relationships and inner struggles. Her voice used to sound silky smooth on earlier albums but now has a world-weary rasp that serves the songs and subject matter better.

Like all of her albums since Tidal, The Idler Wheel… isn’t making a huge bid for radio play and commercial success, as the spare instrumentation makes the songs more suited for quiet headphone listening than blasting on the radio. Lead single “Every Single Night” is probably the most accurate glimpse into Apple’s psyche so far (and the artistic psyche in general), where “every night is a fight with my brain.” The accompanying music video with Apple wearing an octopus on her head and being covered in snails reminds me a bit of the video for “Criminal,” but with slimy animals instead of creepy sexuality.

Other songs, like “Werewolf” have a sense of looking back, perhaps to early childhood. The most chill-inducing moment on the album is in the last minute of that song, when Apple samples in the sound of children playing on a playground, instantly giving the song a tangible sense of longing for simpler times as she sings the quotable line “nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key.” Elsewhere, Apple pays tribute to former boyfriend Jonathan Ames (on “Jonathan”) rather than excoriating him like she may have done when she was younger. Album closer “Hot Knife” is probably the catchiest song on the album, a timpani-backed duet with her sister where lovers are imagined as hot knives that cut through butter.

It’s hard to imagine any member of Apple’s rabid fan base being disappointed with The Idler Wheel…, which is an extremely individual record that shows her talents in top form. Her voice sounds better than it ever has, and the arrangements complement it perfectly. Her lyrics, which I’ve always contended are some of the few in music that stand up as poetry without accompaniment, are as quotable as ever, and Apple continues to have the special ability to make her personal experiences seem universal. This album serves as a reminder that she is one of the most talented singer-songwriters there is, and that her work is always worth the wait.

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New Female-Fronted Rock Music

June 5, 2012 Leave a comment

Screaming Females

I’ve always been a bit weirded out by people who have really eclectic taste in music. There’s a part of me — the part that thinks people need to like things for a reason, dammit — that gets irrationally frustrated when someone seems to consume everything and enjoy all of it indiscriminately. Maybe it’s jealousy, because having eclectic taste always seemed kind of cool to me, and liking more music and being less picky would probably be awesome. But despite occasionally making efforts to branch out and become more of a critic who listens to everything, I tend to go back to the same types of music that I know I love.

The most obvious example of music that fits into my comfort zone is loud female-fronted guitar rock. At this point, I would say I’m somewhat infamous for loving this style of music among anyone who has had any sort of musical-related conversation with me at any point. As a result, for awhile after making the blog, I was trying to write about other music to sort of diffuse that stereotype a bit and to show people how many different cool things I listen to. Doing this, I figured, would solidify my coolness in the minds of the people. That didn’t really happen.  And now I don’t really care, so with this post, I’m just gladly embracing my stereotype.

Because 2012 — which I think has otherwise been a forgettable year lacking any top-end albums so far — has had a lot of loud female-fronted guitar rock albums that are among my favorites so far. What’s more,  there’s actually been a lot of diversity among this narrowed down field of music. There seems to be more of these groups embracing some disparate influences beyond the obvious Sleater-Kinney, PJ Harvey, and Breeders comparisons that are always foisted upon such bands. Here are some of the new ones I have been enjoying:

Screaming Females – Ugly

Disappointingly, only one female actually screams in this New Jersey power trio fronted by guitarist/singer Marissa Paternoster. Her vocals are plenty to fill a room though, and she’s also probably the best guitarist in rock today. Ugly is the hard-working band’s fifth album and their best yet, a 14-song, 54-minute barrage of guitar heroics and punk sneer with a dirty sound that lives up to its title. Paternoster’s noisy but melodic fretwork garners well-earned comparisons to previous indie rock guitar wizards like Dinosaur Jr’s J. Mascis, but she also ventures into other styles like on “Doom 84” which almost sounds like an early metal track. If there’s a criticism of Ugly, it’s that there’s almost too much rockage to handle in one sitting, but I think I can live with that.

Dead Sara – Dead Sara

This L.A. band, fronted by singer Emily Armstrong and guitarist Siouxsie Medley, just released their debut album in April. They have a sound that’s been really missing in the last few years, playing bluesy hard rock with mainstream appeal that seems made for the radio. In fact, their lead single “Weatherman” managed to make some noise (in more ways than one) on the otherwise embarrassing Billboard Modern Rock charts, which has been strictly a boys club for over a decade now. Armstrong is a throwback style of rock frontwoman, with seemingly unlimited vocal power and charisma, and Medley is a skilled guitarist who unleashes tons of heavy riffs. What I oddly love about their debut album is that it doesn’t sound “indie” — it’s just an unpretentious slab of crowd-pleasing rock that deserves a wider audience, especially in the world of mainstream rock that desperately needs something new.

Royal Thunder – CVI

Royal Thunder play a style I’ve been increasingly obsessed with, pairing alternative rock style female vocals with more noisy stoner-rock or metal music. Overall the band plays a mix of classic rock, stoner rock, and metal, with frontwoman Mlny Parsonz bringing it together with her wailing, sultry vocals. Sometimes really heavy music can seem soulless and impersonal, but Parsonz adds a real emotional core to Royal Thunder’s music that separates them from a lot of similar groups. CVI is a massive rock album, clocking in at over an hour in length and featuring a good mix of shorter almost radio-ready tracks like “Whispering World” and “No Good” and longer doom metal dirges like “Shake and Shift” and “Blue.”

Is/Is – III

Is Is is (yep) a local band that I stumbled upon when one of the members’ other bands played at my school a couple months ago. Right now I don’t know too much about them, except that I bought their full length III on iTunes and have been enjoying it quite a bit. The band is all women and plays a style they’ve dubbed “witchgaze” — they sound like a hybrid of stoner rock, punk, and shoegaze groups, with some occasionally poppier numbers thrown in. My favorite moments of the album are when the band really lets loose, like on the epic penultimate track “Sun Tsunami” that reaches a space-rock style climax and builds for nearly eight minutes. The group has an original sound going for them and I hope they can continue to gain traction on the Twin Cities scene that I frankly find kind of boring.

Marriages – Kitsune

Marriages are another band fusing a few different sounds together. They mostly fit into the shoegaze style, with Emma Ruth Rundle’s voice buried under a lot of sound. But the typical shoegaze guitars are replaced with some metal riffs that make the band sound a lot heavier (imagine a whole album of songs that are a bit like “Loomer” by My Bloody Valentine). Kitsune is their first release and is only six tracks and 30 minutes long, but it’s incredibly cohesive, with the tracks blending into each other and making it sound like one solidified piece of music. Within that cohesive structure, there’s a lot of different dynamics and moods that make the whole thing kind of seem like an adventure.