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Gig Confusion and Chunky Apologies

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As a few of you have noticed, there has been a little gig confusion, what with me promising an Autumn Toad Night with the Pineapple Chunks and then not putting it in my own listings.

Basically, I have been unable to find anyone to put on the bill with them, so have been unable to promote the gig.  So by the time yesterday rolled around I thought it best to just cancel, rather than put on a badly-promoted gig which would be rude to the Chunks, and not a lot of fun for everyone else.  No-one wants a badly-run, half-arsed gig night, basically.

What I thought would be best would be to invite the Chunks onto the bill at the Toad Christmas Night with Jesus H. Foxx instead (Saturday 12th Dec for those taking notes) and make sure that the night was properly promoted and that they therefore were afforded due respect.

So instead of Saturday being a full-on gig night at the Bowery, Ruth has very kindly suggested (and very kindly not beaten me to death for being an idiot) that we have an acoustic night in the bar, have people round to DJ and generally just make a nice night of it.  So we need about four volunteers to play acoustic sets, and a couple of people to volunteer to play some records and everyone else to volunteer to turn up and get pissed.  It’ll be free, but for my sins I promise to stand everyone who plays (music or records) a few beers as a thank you.

So apologies to Ruth and the Pineapple Chunks, but we can still have an excellent night despite my stupid tendency to take on far, far too much and then to balls it up.

Red Red Meat – Idiot Son

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And in non-Toad-related news, gosh aren’t music blogs suffering from a colossal case of groupthink!  Go to the Hype Machine and check out the artist page for Vampire Weekend and see how many people have posted their new song.  I do have some sympathy with this – I mean, we all just post what we’re interested in (don’t we?  don’t we?) and I was personally curious to hear the song – but it does look bloody ridiculous when you see that great big long list.

I wouldn’t bother if I were you.  It’s shit.

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Kurt Vile – Childish Prodigy

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For an album I didn’t know to expect and still know pretty much nothing about, I really do think this is brilliant.  It’s rough and energetic and is enlivened by a kind of loose freedom and light touch which applies even to the slower, more threatening songs.

It’s an album which simply doesn’t feel laboured or difficult in the slightest.  It almost feels like Vile himself was confident enough to write it in a week, record it on the weekend and still have time to get to the pub for a few pints on Sunday evening.

It sounds like a rough recording, this, but it really isn’t.  The guitars are played with plenty of edge to them, but when it all slows down you can hear real warmth in the way the piano and acoustic instruments are treated – Blackberry Song, for example.  Vile’s voice may be a little reverby, but in general this has quite an immediate and friendly feel for what are in many ways quite rough and ready songs.

One of the other things I like about this album is the constant shifting of pace and atmosphere.  Just as it sounds like it’s going to become a grungey garage rock album it stops and layers picked acoustic guitars, then it’s broody piano and distant vocals, then something else – Vile keeps you guessing all the way through.

The emotional sense of the songs also shifts around a lot.  Sometimes it’s melancholy, sometimes spiteful, sometimes wistful, sometimes urgent.  It may not finish as strongly as it starts, but for the most part this is a surprising, and a surprisingly good album.

Kurt Vile -  Dead Alive

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Kurt Vile – Blackberry Song

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Live in Edinburgh This Week – 4th October 2009

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October? Jesus, you must be kidding, that means Autumn and everything. You can feel it in the air actually, and in fact it’s been there for a couple of weeks now. Blech. Booring. Still, dark evenings in with a glass of wine and a record player is a fine way to spend an evening.

I am still absolutely buzzed off my tits after the weekend. Neil from Meursault and Frances Magic Tricks and Pete Leg were recording in the house this weekend and fucking hell it sounds like it’s going to be gorgeous. They’ve put together a nine-song album which, assuming everything gets negotiated cleanly, we will be releasing on 12″ vinyl probably early next year or late this, and it is going to be fucking amazing. I can’t sit still at Proper Job at all – I just want to get home and get the mixing process started.

On the subject of albums, Yusuf Azak is in town this week and has apparently been recording for his debut album for the last while. That also sounds incredibly promising, and I can’t wait to hear stuff from that one either. EXCITING, people! The last six months of the noughties (oh how I hate that phrase) is shaping up to be a really rather excellent one in terms of local music.

After an apparently excellent Versus night last month (which I missed, apologies) the Black Spring gentlemen return Limbo to the Edinburgh gig diary after a two or three month break. They’ve invited Toad favourites Inspector Tapehead through from Glasgow to play, the night after another Toad Records band, Jesus H. Foxx, play at Sneaky’s.

Tuesday 6th October 2009: Casiokids & Stanley Odd at Electric Circus.

Alright, this may not be exactly my bag, but listening to something hip-hoppy with an obvious Scottish accent is downright weird. And besides, if I were to be bored with indie-folk-pop etc etc then this looks like a pretty interesting lineup.

Wednesday 7th October 2009: Kill It Kid, Sparrow & the Workshop & Yusuf Azak at Cabaret Voltaire.

I am curious to see Kill It Kid. I’m not all that convinced by their recorded music, but they are supposed to be phenomenal live, and I can well believe it. It’s been bloody ages since I saw Sparrow & the Workshop too, and Yusuf Azak

Kill It Kid – Send Me an Angel Down

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Thursday 8th October 2009: FOUND & Road to Tokyo at the Bowery.

I have been reliably informed that FOUND will be taking this opportunity to give some material from their new album a first airing, so I wouldn’t miss this if I were you.  And given that Come in Tokyo have recently split, this the Road Thereto is going to be the only chance you get to see Allan Pebble wielding an electric guitar with purpose for the foreseeable future.

Friday 9th October 2009: Jesus H. Foxx & the Boycotts play This is Music at Sneaky Pete’s.

I believe it is Jamie from This Is Music’s birthday on Friday, so this one should be raucous.  I don’t know the Boycotts that well, but the Foxx are getting tighter and tighter live, and a sweaty, drinky night like this should be great fun.

Friday 9th October 2009: X Lion Tamer & Devil Disco at the Bongo Club.

You know, it’s been ages since I went to a gig at the Bongo Club.  I like their stage – everyone gets a good view because it’s high and almost in the round – despite the fact that the club itself is more than a little scruffy, so it’s a surprisingly good place to hold a gig.

Saturday 10th October 2009: Inspector Tapehead, Mickey 9s & X in the O play Limbo at the Voodoo Rooms.

Partly it’s good to see Limbo back on the Edinburgh gig calendar, and partly it’s extremely good to see the rhythmic weirdness of Inspector Tapehead back over here.  I don’t know the other two bands, but the Limbo lads are extremely reliable in putting together a good lineup.

Inspector Tapehead – Humdinger

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Saturday 10th October 2009: Micachu & the Shapes at Sneaky Pete’s.

It may be a surprise to see me recommending a band like Micachu, but I saw them at Limbo last year and actually thought they were really good.  There’s a bag of energy in their performance, and they are just melodic enough that I found myself really enjoying them despite it not being a style of music I normally warm to.

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Mumford & Sons – Sigh No More

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I have a slightly mixed relationship with Mumford & Sons, and not really for great reasons.  I remember being amazed by them the first time I saw them live, and their first EP in particular was a superb piece of work.  That was just as they started to go from being very much under the radar to very much on it, and I am not sure whether it was because the awe wore off or because a couple of internal miscommunications saw them renege on a promise to play a show for a friend up here, and so I sort of sulked with them a bit, which I know is largely unreasonable, but there you are.

Whatever the cause, I’ve taken my eye off them for the last eight months or so, during which time my prediction from seeing their first show – that they genuinely had the chance to break out of the alternative into the mainstream and make it quite big – seems increasingly to be coming true.  I am not claiming much cleverness in making that prediction of course, it really was obvious to everyone.

This album has been a little while coming, and contains a lot of old favourites from their preceding two EPs, so fans of the band will be pretty familiar with most of the songs already.  There’s also a grandiosity and an earnestness to their stuff which earned Broken Records’ debut album so much opprobrium, and I will repeat what I said about that album here: the way to deal with that kind of thing is not to fight it and not to pretend it isn’t there; just embrace it, turn the stereo up fucking loud and enjoy.  That was the way to enjoy Until the Earth Begins to Part, and it’s also the way to enjoy this.

They are like a euphoric four-man gospel choir when they really get going, and it’s all very soaring and words like that which we pseudo-journalists love.  But it is soaring.  Thunderous is also what it is.  Marcus Mumford used to be Laura Marling’s drummer* and even when the band were playing small DIY shows he brought along a kick-drum, so there was always a thumping rhythm driving on through the set with real passion.  It makes you want to dance – even me.

A couple of the songs are merely quite good, so I can’t pretend to maintain quite the reckless crush I indulged after the first time I came across the band at the Captain’s Rest in Glasgow, but there are a lot of really brilliant tunes on this record, and I can’t help imagining them all in a live setting and that manic buzz Mumford & Sons give the audience when they play.

Dust Bowl Dance might be the one big winner for me on Sigh No More.  It’s not my favourite song – that would be between the two early ones, Awake My Soul or White Blank Page – but the way it builds from a gentle piano and banjo-led lament to a full on electric guitar explosion at the end is as good an embodiment of the whirlwind these lads can generate.  It may be too straight-faced to please the ironists or too smooth for the experimentalists, but as blazing pop albums based on an indie-folk template go, this is as good as you’re likely to hear.


Mumford & Sons – White Blank Page

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Mumford & Sons – Dust Bowl Dance

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*And he must also be mightily sick of seeing that fact mentioned in reviews.  Sorry Marcus.

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Toadcast #89 – The Latecast

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This podcast is unconscionably late once more and again I am going to plead that there is a perfectly good reason for this.  Today has been taken up with constant recording here at Toad Hall, and I myself have been finishing the video for the Honeytrap Toad Session which finally, finally will be making an appearance this time next week.  My job is virtually finished, and it’s messy, but it will be a corker.

This podcast has no real theme, but I did let Neil choose most of the songs, so that gives the podcast something of a character of its own.  I did make him be on a podcast with a Noah & the Whale song on it though.  Ha haaa!  That’ll teach the trendy little bastard!

Toadcast #89 – The Latecast

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01. Sunset Rubdown – I’ll Believe in Anything You’ll Believe in Anything (02.09)
02. King Creosote – Homeboy (09.14)
03. Rob St. John – Domino (Live) (18.13)
04. Noah & the Whale – The First Days of Spring (23.05)
05. Melanie – What Have They Done to My Song, Ma (31.35)
06. The Scotland Yard Gospel Choir – Stop! (39.42)
(Interlude music: The Divine Comedy – Theme From Casanova)
07. The Notwist – The Devil, You & Me (45.53)
08. Mum – Green Grass of Tunnel (49.26)
09. Sol Seppy – Hafiz, a Mime (60.18)

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Live Webcast of Song, by Toad House Gig (Hopefully)

This may or may not work, and the quality may be pish, but we’re working on it! Try my Livestream account if the streaming isn’t working.

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Friday is Going for Cirrhosis by Noon

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Woo hoo, it’s house gig day!  I am really looking forward to this.  The lineup is ace, it should be nice and busy and we can even open the windows in the lounge nowadays to air the place out, because it can get awfy toasty in our living room when it’s full of people.

Other than that, there will be recording happening in Toad Hall this weekend; lots of it. Tomorrow King Creosote and Animal Magic Tricks will be recording… er, something or other together, which sounds really promising.  And then on Sunday Neil and Pete will be recording the Meursault side of an Animal Magic Tricks and Meursault Split 10″ to be released later this year.  Actually, I don’t know if it’ll be under the name Meursault or just as Neil, because it’s only really him and Pete, the band’s new cellist, who will be involved.  I’ll have to ask about that.

Anyhew, I’m absolutely gasping for a pint.  I’ve been incredibly good at entirely cutting out midweek drinking for the last month or so, and for some reason this week I’ve come up against three or four occasions when I’ve really fancied a pint of an evening, but my resolve has held true and it won’t be until tonight that I can finally punish my liver with the wrath of a thousand scorned stalkers.

No Honeytrap Toad Session once again.  There’ll have to one more inbetweeny podcast, and then next week it will finally go up.  Then I’m down to one last one in the band – Shenandoah Davis – and the slate will finally be wiped clean.  The Honeytrap one is going to be brilliant, I think.  An editor’s nightmare, but bloody hilarious if I get it right.  There was drinking, there was comedy dancing, there were 80s singalongs.  It was an alcoholic trainwreck, basically.

So here we go with the Friday Fives, as shamelessly pinched from the Guardian Talkboards. This is the delurking amnesty, because things can seem a little cliquey in the comments here, because a lot of us know one another in real life (wait, what, like socialising but not on the internet – what madness is this?) so on Fridays all lurkers are encouraged to come out of the shadows and chip in with their five, whereafter the talking of utter pish may commence.

1. To which song do you feel compelled to do your most exaggerated and embarrassing comedy dancing?
2. Favourite movie singalong moment.
3. Worst movie singalong moment.
4. Best point-and-laugh comedy dancing moment.
5. Which song(s) do you know all or most of the lyrics to (and for the band people on this thread, no, ones you perform regularly do not count).

Here are some random things from my inbox which I am very much enjoying at the moment:

The Limes – Dead Furniture (Buy)

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Khaya – Duet (Single Version) (Buy)

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Br’er – Painted Lady
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Charles Bukowski – The Death of an Idiot (Buy)

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R.E.M. – Radio Free Europe (Original Hib-Tone Single)

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Mumford & Sons – White Blank Page Video

Apparently this is something of an exclusive, according to the very nice Matt from Stay Loose PR who sent me the file.  So you can all feel extra special as you watch this acoustic version of Mumford & Sons singing White Blank Page from their debut album Sigh No More, which is out Monday and will be reviewed here that very day.

And you’ll be pleased to know that it’s really very good indeed. Beware though, may take a while to load.

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Noah & the Whale – The First Days of Spring

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I like this, actually.  In fact I like it loads more than I expected to, although that’s hardly surprising, given how utterly insipid their debut album turned out to be.  Far from making a difficult second album, however, Noah & the Whale appear to have made a liberated one.  It’s almost like they froze up when shiny labels came a-knocking the first time around, but having got that nervous, awkward first time out of the way, they’re pumping away for all they’re worth these days.

Alright, sorry, that’s a bit over the top.  But there was definitely a slightly constipated feel to their first record whereas this, for all I wouldn’t call it a work of genius exactly, feels like a weight has been lifted from their shoulders.  Instead of embellishing songs with a little orchestration here and there, like some sort of decorative sprinkling of parsley, here they keep things plain until the time comes to go for it with relish, and then they don’t hold back.

Basically, unlike last time, they are actually showing some nuts.

As I said, I don’t love all of this by any means, but it’s all about context.  Had I never heard any of their previous output I might shrug my shoulders a little and admit that some of it was pretty good, but some was pretty medium.  As it is, with my expectations formed by their debut album, I am very much impressed.

It opens with The First Days of Spring, which sounds liek a statement of intent for the record itself: bold and building to an almighty, string-laden climax.  Songs like My Broken Heart go from acoustic lament to flamboyant orchestration, only to end with a climactically proggy guitar solo.  It’s weird, but I kind of like it.  After that, two slightly preposterous instrumentals bookend a track called Love of an Orchestra, which is on the verge of taking on Bohemian Rhapsody at its own game, with nods to Broadway musicals and god knows what else.

First Days of Spring is weird, it’s bold and I have found a massive amount of new respect for this band on the back of this record.  It shatters any preconceptions formed by their early stuff and, more admirably, rather risks entirely losing the audience they garnered with it.  It’s telling that this record was previewed with Blue Skies, one of the blandest songs on the album: that strikes me as the work of a nervous PR department fearful of alienating their base.

There’s also some evidence of real emotion in the music again.  Stranger is harsh.  It reminds me of some of Aidan Moffat’s album I Can Hear Your Heart, albeit in a massively different style.  The opening verse is superb – evoking the guilt, confusion and intrusive, treacherous reality of waking up with a stranger for the first time since a devastating breakup.  After that things kind of tail off.  The last three songs – Blue Skies, Slow Glass and My Door is Always Open – are all a bit ho-hum once again, so it kind of peters out.  The sentiment is right though, and I can see where they were coming from, because in the last minute of the whole record the pace lifts again to a more purposeful strum and a rising, defiant vocal, bringing everything to a close on a note of determinaton and optimism.

So I am not about to give this full marks or anything because, despite that last minute, the album does tail off disappointingly in a musical sense.  But this is pretty much a concept album in many ways, and generally it works really, really well.  Also, I find myself eating a fair few of the words I have uttered about this lot in the past, and that is something I respect bands for almost as much as anything else.

Noah & the Whale – Love of an Orchestra

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Noah & the Whale – Stranger

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Wild Beasts – Live, Cabaret Voltaire Edinburgh, Wednesday 30th September 2009

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I’ll admit before I start writing this review that I am oddly ambivalent about Wild Beasts, and that this gig didn’t entirely cure that.  Some of their songs I absolutely love, a couple are just a little too weird, and a couple don’t quite light the fireworks.  For the most part though, I really like them, and this performance generally cemented that impression.

Interviewing them beforehand for Fresh Air Radio was interesting too.  Apart from the fact that they came across as incredibly nice, down to earth guys, it was interesting to hear about the emotional state which led to some of the wilder aspects of their music.  Originating in the bustling metropolis of Kendal*, they decided to make the move to Leeds specifically to take a chance on their music careers.

Consequently, according to the band, a lot of the desperation in the howls and yelps on Limbo Panto was just that: a shrill proclamation of their existence.  The risk they took to arrive in a new city and try to make themselves heard in an already bustling music scene drove them to extremes, and you can hear it in the album, which has a kind of manic, dark energy to it.  Follow up, Two Dancers, is mellower and less ragged, with the band now achieving consistent recognition and admitting to consciously taking it a little easier on their audience.

Nevertheless, the transition from being a band who had to shout just to be heard to a band enthusiastically pimped by the NME and one who are now as cavalierly dismissed as being good as they were previously just cavalierly dismissed has been a little weird for them.  They have only just taken the next big risk: that of becoming full-time musicians.  This is a terrifying time for any band, because it’s a circular dilemma. The only way to become full-time musicians is to take the chance and just do it, because without devoting that kind of time and energy to it, you can’t make it work well enough to justify the decision in the first place.  And even then it might not work.  But basically the only way is to just do it and take the chance and in the current music industry, where no-one really knows where the money is coming from, that’s a big risk – something of which the band are acutely aware.

I can’t really tell whether that newfound confidence which they describe as being present on the album has transmitted in any way to their live performance.  They do strut confidently on stage, but the fourth wall is generally left intact.  Ben talks to the crowd occasionally and a little uncomfortably but Hayden, chatty, thoughtful and sincere during the interview, tends to stay hidden behind a wall of hair.  He has already admitted that he finds the recent increase in demand for live acoustic sessions to be a rather trying because it is a little too personal, and a little too unforgiving, when he would rather keep a little distance between the performer and the person.

On stage you can see that quite clearly, although they aren’t as theatrical or as flamboyant as you might expect.  In fact they’re a pretty straighforward four-piece: drums, bass and two guitars with a bit of keyboard thrown in from time to time, when called for.  The real difference comes with the math-rock flavoured drumming, the simple but brilliant guitar riffs and the interplay between the two lead vocalists.

As my gig companion Morgan said, it’s weird to see a group switch lead singer mid-set, because it fundamentally changes what you perceive to be the character of the band.  I suppose we tend to project a lot of the musical emotion onto the singer, and having to shift that to someone else after three songs is quite strange.  Having said that, the interplay between Ben and Hayden’s voices is amazing, and is just about my favourite aspect of their music.  One is wild and pleading, the other more vulnerable and sympathetic and that seems to be the dynamic of the music itself.  Wild Beasts are simultaneously fractious and vulnerable, and that contradiction is probably what I find so engaging about them, despite the fact that I don’t love every song they’ve ever written.

Even during this set, which I really enjoyed, there were songs I found to be a little too full-on.  Particularly with their early stuff I can find the songs getting away from me a little when the theatricality is at its strongest.  At the same time, and slightly paradoxically, there are times when I find the songs a little bland – where the twin sparks of pop sensibility and innovative belligerence just fail to ignite something exciting and the song never quite gets off the ground.

So I come back to where I started: Wild Beasts have done a lot of brilliant songs, and the ‘one hand giveth while the other taketh away’ dynamic is something I find really exciting, but there are definitely times when I don’t really connect, for various reasons.  An intriguing band though, and a really good gig.

Wild Beasts – All the King’s Men

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Wild Beasts – We Still Got the Taste Dancin’ on our Tongues

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*For anyone who doesn’t know Kendal, this description might not be entirely serious.

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