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Video Nasties

“Aaaggh my eyes, my eyes!” Yes, that is indeed *cough cough* Edinburgh rock ‘n’ roll pinup Mr. Neil Pennycook of Meursault in that video there.  These are from a session for Location Music TV, which Neil recorded with Scott from Frightened Rabbit.  You can see all the videos on their YouTube channel, including Scott and Neil doing a Bruce Springsteen cover, as well as Scott’s solo version of Fun Stuff.

Red Candle Bulb, the song at the top of the page, was originally written by Dan Willson from Withered Hand, and it appears on Meursault’s Nothing Broke EP, as well as Withered Hand’s You’re Not Alone under the name of Oldsmobile Car.

It’s an absolutely gorgeous song, which Dan apparently wrote in collaboration with Neil as well as Cammy from Enfant Bastard, and I have heard rumours of an absolutely brilliant live Enfant Bastard version of this, although never been lucky enough to witness it myself.  Meursault actually recorded an amazing version whilst pissed in the back of our van a couple of years ago, and despite the sound coming from nothing but the built-in mic on the camera it actually sounds amazing.

I’ve embedded the Toad Van version below, as well as the Location Music version of Flittin’ which I kind of assume will be making an appearance on the third Meursault album, and for all the rest of the session, including the Frightened Rabbit stuff, go to locationmusic.tv.

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The Pineapple Chunks – A Dog Walked In

 Well proof once more that the Pineapple Chunks can be as brilliant and as baffling as any band in Scotland – not infrequently within the same song.

Their music can be loosely termed indie rock, I suppose, in the sense that for the most part it’s pop music made with electric guitars.  If you look at the tags the band themselves have added to free download single She Needs Answers then you’ll see they refer to themselves as arty-farty, lameoid, out of time and out of tune.

That isn’t exactly an accurate description, in the sense that they’re actually a very good band, but it most certainly does describe the aesthetic at play here.  (Magicland) Dizzy starts a bit like the theme from Top Gear, the aforementioned She Needs Answers has a ‘guitar’ solo which seems to consist of the band themselves singing ‘nyow-nyow-nyow-nyow-nyowwwww’, and they have a song called Art Storage about a mouse running around under the bed shitting all over someone’s unsold paintings. Throughout the song Owen Williams, the band’s drummer, keeps up an increasingly hysterical bawling about the fate of his beloved work which adds an even more ludicrous touch to the song than the subject matter already lends it.

There doesn’t seem to be any arch-hipster posing about the magnificently unfashionable approach on this album.  As far as I can tell the band are entirely sincere, they’re just fucking nuts.  And to be absolutely fair, I think that on occasions the more idiosyncratic elements don’t quite gel, leaving the odd song mired in the less fashionable elements of nostalgia and feeling a little like having to tell your dad to please not tuck his tracksuit top into his tracksuit trousers.

When it’s good, though, which is often, you have a brilliantly playful album of the wonkiest indie rock I’ve heard in a while, with more character and more individuality than ninety percent of the bands in music at the moment.  And in amongst all the abrupt changes of direction and moments of real oddness, there are some absolutely nailed-on pop classics on this record.  It’s as wild, inconsistent and all over the place as the band themselves, but as long as you can embrace that then I reckon you’re going to love it.

The Pineapple Chunks – She Needs Answers

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The Pineapple Chunks – Art Storage

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Live in Edinburgh This Week – 29th August 2011

 What, seriously?  More live music, people?  Can’t you just give it a rest for a week or two before we start all this madness over again?  Think of your poor livers you fucking maniacs!

Ah well, fuck it, if you insist.  There are actually a couple of really decent gigs on this week, as Edinburgh’s music scene gradually emerges from hiding to reclaim its town from the tourists. Well, hiding is probably exaggerating things rather, now that I think about it.   Given the relative poverty of the Edge lineup, it’s actually the local enterprises who have been keeping the steady flow of good music uninterrupted over the last month, actually, so I should probably take that back.

There isn’t much on this week though, honestly.  I mean, there’s Best Coast at the  Bongo Club tonight perhaps, but despite their being really rather trendy I have to confess I found their album pretty boring.

Wednesday 31st August 2011: Foonyap and the Roar, Lady North & Fuzzystar play This is Music at Sneaky Pete’s.

Apparently Foonyap & the Roar are absolutely fucking mental, as even the briefest of listens to the music at the link above will confirm.  I saw Foonyap play solo a little while ago, and I thought she was brilliant, but apparently The Roar are a totally different prospect.

Saturday 3rd September 2011: The Oates Field album launch, with Player Piano & Iona Marshall at the Voodoo Rooms.

This set will be preceded by an in-store at Elvis Shakespeare in the afternoon.  In terms of the Oates Field I genuinely have no idea if it will lean more towards the garage rock version of the band I’ve seen, or the more stripped back performances I’ve seen recently.  Or maybe a well-judged combination of the two.  I’ll have to wait and see.

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Toadcast #189 – The Comacast

Comacast?  Yes, because of the imminent onset of a post-Festival coma.

After trying to juggle two gigs of my own, two gigs I wanted to attend, the Antifolk-off and the visit of a good friend I haven’t seen in a couple of years and the Retreat Festival this weekend I think I am now ready to officially declare August over and collapse into a somnolent stupour.

In short, I need to sleep.  A lot.

Mrs. Toad came back from a ten-day holiday last night as well, and that always restores a sense of equilibrium.  She doesn’t do much except swear at me and tell me to leave her the fuck alone, but for some reason I find that inordinately comforting in times of stress.  I think it might be because I am a fucking idiot.

Direct download: Toadcast #189 – The Comacast

1. PAWS – Booger (00.08)
2. Trwbador – Sun in the Winter (07.09)
3. The Walkmen – On the Water (16.35)
4. Arcade Fire – City With no Children (20.05)
5. Enfant Bastard – Pob is Not Interested (26.33)
6. Michael Kiwanuka – Tell Me a Tale (34.49)
7. Electrelane – I’m on Fire (Bruce Springsteen Cover) (42.22)
8. The Love Gestures – Joanna Newsom 666 (49.55)
9. Ghost Outfit – Those Ghosts (52.54)
10. Lach – Blue Overcoat (60.12)

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Friday Is Hanging on for Tuesday

My body and my soul are telling me two different things at the moment.  My body is just hanging on for September for grim death, wishing that the weekend was over and that there was a full day I could sleep through just to make up for what I have been doing to myself for the last month or so.

And my soul, on the other hand, having seen Jonnie Common, Ulrich Schnauss, John Egdell, Benjamin Shaw, Neil Pennycook, Meursault (the two were very different), eagleowl, Woodpigeon, Withered Hand and an Antihoot in the last three days, is just plain excited about Brown Brogues, Ghost Outfit and Rollor tonight, the Antihoot Antifolk-off tonight and tomorrow and Retreat all weekend.  Joymageddon!*

I know there are plenty of people who have loved and supported the likes of eagleowl and Withered Hand far longer than I have, but I was so fucking proud watching them absolutely fill the Queen’s Hall last night.  And by that I mean both fill it with punters (which was nice), but also create a huge sound which did the grand old venue proud.  It was pretty amazing, considering these are bands who I’ve seen playing some of the worst venues in Edinburgh so a massive well done to Withered Hand, Woodpigeon, eagleowl and Meursault for last night, which I thought was a really fucking special gig. Fair brought a tear to my eye, so it did.

1. Coolest car in an old TV show.
2. Your favourite old person in a TV show or movie.
3. A cool skill you have lost.
4. You have a free punch.  Who gets it?
5. Name something trivial which drives you round the fucking bend.

Some theme tunes for you:

Inspector Gadget

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Knight Rider

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Pink Panther

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Scooby Doo

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The A-Team

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*Yes, I know it’s getting annoying. I’ll stop now.

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I Kinda Think of This as My Pop Phase

Without wishing to, erm, make sweeping statements, all music is basically pop music isn’t it? Even the most intricate classical piece basically has to get you humming along at some point, or doing that spastic twitch we do when something isn’t really danceable but still moves us in the same way, or we’re loving the music but we’re at our desks or doing something else.  Sure, the bigger, more complex works can do an awful lot more, but they still have to please on a basic, uncomplicated level to function properly, don’t they?

I assume art theorists have had the answer to this one nailed down for years, and I don’t want to talk too much about stuff I clearly know nothing about but for all I can intellectually appreciate, and even hugely admire, the likes of James Joyce and Joseph Conrad, I have never particularly enjoyed reading their books.  And that always struck me as a pretty fundamental failing.

The only reason I bring this up is because I was having a conversation with a friend of mine recently about music fashions and snobbery and so on, and said he reckons that for all people sneer at Coldplay, if they slathered their songs in distortion and reverb and buried the vocal halfway down in the mix then the likes of Pitchfork and Drowned in Sound would cream themselves over it.

As a lo-fi enthusiast I should probably include myself as a subject of that particular jibe, and actually, I would agree that he is probably right.  Firstly, for all I despise Coldplay’s ubiquity, and to a degree their earnestness, as pop music their material is pretty solid.  Particularly albums like Rush of Blood to the Head are full of songs which you can easily end up humming despite yourself, and his point is pretty much valid: they are famous not because they’re twats but because, whatever you say about them, they write good, infectious, memorable pop songs.

Now this friend of mine intended his statement as a criticism, but for all it kind of applies to me in a lot of cases, I still kind of agree with his accusation.  In fact, I think I’d embrace it, because if you took Coldplay’s best pop songs and sanded off the pop gloss with a bit of deliberate lo-fi mess I think I would genuinely prefer them because I just find that production style to be aesthetically pleasing, but a good pop song should function well in almost any incarnation.

But it’s the other side of his argument which is properly unarguable, and it’s something which I sometimes feel I miss when I talk about all this nasty, noisy, growly stuff I’m into at the moment: it is actually in lo-fi guitar music that I think the pop imperative is at its most urgent.

I don’t think it’s especially controversial to say that punk was, from a purely musical point of view anyway, just simple blues rock played in an incredibly messy way.  It was also part of the age-old artistic cycle: things get more and more intricate and complicated, and eventually there is a big rejection and suddenly everything is clean and simple again.  Art Nouveau was a classic example of this, and I think punk music was as well – the over-embellished intricacies of prog blown out of our ears with a blast of simple pop music, albeit music which was as aggressive and messy as fuck.

I sometimes think that’s where we are now.  A few years back lot of the hipster bands were getting more and more intricate – by which I mean the likes of Grizzly Bear and Animal Collective and so on – and eventually the intellectual aspects of such well-assembled music collapsed under its own weight (although I don’t intend to criticise those specific bands by saying so).  I really see the lo-fi enthusiasm which exists at the moment as nothing more than a spot of spring cleaning.  It all got too clever, so a lot of people reverted to something simple, visceral and loud to clean out the cobwebs.

The problem with this, as with any zeitgeist-friendly phenomenon, is that there inevitably ends up being an awful lot chaff to accompany the wheat, which is why I think that the pop imperative is so strong at the moment.  If the lo-fi movement is about simplicity – simple pop melodies, simple song structures – which in many cases it is, then you have to be incredibly economical with your songwriting if you want to be any good.

Basically, in amongst all the people slathering distortion and reverb on absolutely everything, the only way to really make an impression is to write awesome, simple, enjoyable pop songs.  More complex music can manipulate the emotions in other ways, take you on a journey, tease you with discomfort until the fleeting glimpses of prettiness appear, but when music is this simple it has to be pure pop.

So actually, for all I am really into my noise and my garage rock and so on at the moment, I actually think of this as my pop phase.  There’s nothing intellectual about it, like there can be with other stuff, it’s pure and simple enjoyment of the most basic elements of pop: a good melody and a good riff.   And for me that’s all it is, no matter how much noise you slather over the top.

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Ghost Outfit (Again)

I know I’ve posted about these guys before, and I know that they are playing the Electric Circus tomorrow with Brown Brogues and Rollor, so I have a vested interest in pushing them to the top of the blog page at the moment, but I promise I am not just shilling for my own gigs.

More accurately, the fact that we are putting them on so soon has pushed the band to the forefront of my mind, and as such I’ve been listening to their stuff, and going over the project they have on the go at the moment, and it really is excellent.

They’ve been pairing videos with their songs, and releasing them one at a time via a combination of Bandcamp, Vimeo and their blog, and a really cracking EP has been slowly revealing itself over time.  This is the kind of project the internet was made for, and I really wish more bands tried to tackle this kind of stuff.

The music, as I said before, goes from lo-fi pop to experimental drone to barely-listenable barrages of noise, and the DIY videos they’ve put together match the music really well.  I am not a massive fan of digital music in some senses, and I think that is largely related to what people are doing with it, which is not much.

The challenge from digital (both legal and illegal) has reinvigorated the quality of physical music objects in some ways, as people realise that in the face of such low-cost competition they had to make physical objects compelling again if they wanted people to buy them, and that just slapping the music on some sort of plastic disc isn’t going to cut the mustard anymore.

Digital music, on the other hand, despite all the possibilities, seems to have rather stood still in the last five years.  It’s an interesting format, ripe with possibilities, but it seems like very few people are taking the time and effort to do inventive things with all the multimedia, interactive possibilities which exist nowadays.

I accept that this probably happens a lot more in other genres of music, and that this particular project is still really quite a small step in the direction of real multi-media releases, but it’s something I’d like to see more of, frankly, and something I don’t think we do enough of, either in the wider DIY music community or specifically us as a label.

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All Creatures Will Make Merry on Vinyl!

That little beauty up there is the vinyl version of All Creatures Will Make Merry.  It is on lovely touchy-feely reverse uncoated board (in layman’s terms, that nice matt-feel stuff), and the record itself is clear red vinyl – fucking gorgeous.

I’ll be getting them up for sale on the label site in the next few days, but if you are based in Edinburgh and feeling a little impatient, then you can pick one up tonight at the Electric Circus, where Neil from Meursault will be playing solo, and sharing a bill with Benjamin Shaw and John Egdell.

I don’t, I have to confess, have much idea what Neil will be playing, but I do know the lads are a good chunk of the way into recording their third album so I would imagine material from that will feature quite heavily.  He might be helped out by Rob St. John on harmonium here and there tonight too, whereas tomorrow at the Queen’s Hall will be a different set altogether, and Sunday’s Retreat performance a full band extravaganza.

The record had to be remastered before we could put it on vinyl – there was simply no way around that – but to make sure people don’t feel ripped off, if you can send me a picture of you holding a previously purchased copy of the album then I will send you a download of the new versions for free.  They really aren’t that different, except one or two songs, but again, I don’t want anyone feeling cheated.

The actual vinyl itself has turned out beautifully.  Chris from Brothers Grimm reworked the whole cover design, and inasmuch as it is clearly related to the previous artwork, I think this works much better with the larger format.  And the vinyl is red!  It’s fucking awesome!

And as a quick preview, here is Neil playing solo for They Shoot Music Don’t They, a new video from Benjamin Shaw, from his new single, and finally some John Egdell as well:

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Cum Stain – Hurry Up and Kill Yourself You Scumbag, Trust Me Your Mother Won’t Miss You

Between the name of the band and the title of the album, umm… well, you can probably guess what kind of music you’re in for here, can’t you?  It’s straighforward, old-fashioned punk rock with a touch of more modern production, but basically this is a no-frills record of loud, rude pop songs and despite a certain lack of *cough cough* sophistication, it’s bloody ace.

Fans of Crass and I would imagine also the Dead Kennedys should find an awful lot to identify with pretty instantly here.  This is punchy, loud and slurred.

The lyrics, as and when I can actually make them out, can be pretty nasty, but for the most part it’s kind of hard to really understand the vocal at all. Between what I can make out, and the titles of the songs themselves, for the most part this is lascivious, vulgar and inappropriate.  Good.

It also exhibits the other cardinal virtue of punk: brevity.  Slap down your riff, say what you have to say and then get the fuck off stage.  The songs are generally between a minute and two minutes long, and the whole record actually fits on a single side of a 12″ record.  (That gorgeous piece of green vinyl you see in the picture above, incidentally, is now sold out, so you’ll have to make do with black I’m afraid.)

It may be more aggressive than most, but for me this kind of stuff is just pure pop music.  I can’t be arsed with dancing bimbos or pretty boys baring their souls, I just want something enjoyable, something fun and something with a bit of bite, and this is entirely it.  It may be rough as tits, but this is album is simply a burst of upbeat, light-hearted*, hugely enjoyable pop excellence.

Cum Stain – Bachelor’s Life

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Cum Stain – Just a Kid

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*This is a musical interpretation, and I accept that my inability to make out most of the lyrics means I may well be getting entirely the wrong impression, but there you go.

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Adam Balbo – Refried Nostaligia

I am a long-time Adam Balbo fan, but I haven’t actually heard from him for a long time, so it was a genuinely pleasant surprise to get and email the other week about his new album, Refried Nostalgia.

The title hints at the contents, with this being an album composed largely of re-recordings, and a couple of covers, all done with a full rock band this time, instead of the more sparse home recorded style I am more used to from Adam.

Bands really shouldn’t be allowed to write their own PR though, because despite his rather self-deprecating description of the album: “You might be underwhelmed to find out that no less than five of the nine tracks are re-done songs of mine. And two of the other four are covers. I suppose this album is really just a single larded with older stuff. Fuck bands” this is really bloody good.

If Adam reminds me of anyone, particularly with his lyrical style, it might be Dan Willson from Withered Hand.  He writes songs full of what sounds like his interior monologue, and it’s all done with enough enough (somewhat acid) humour to alleviate any suffocation the rather intense self-examination might otherwise be in danger of bringing on itself.

The playing is loose and rough too, which gives the whole album a nice light air, despite the intensity of some of the lyrical content.  It’s lo-fi and garagey, but not in a trendy way, more in an old fashioned way which recalls the rougher-edged antifolk and a slacker, rather more disinterested relation of Bob Dylan going electric.

Balbo is in fact working on two new projects at the moment, which casts the fact that this is mostly a reworking of other material in a slightly different light.  For me it’s a welcome reinterpretation of songs I already knew I loved, and for those of you who still haven’t listened to me telling you how good this lad is, well get the fuck on with it will you.

Adam Balbo – Obligatory Highway Analogy

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Adam Balbo – Driving Nails in My Coffin

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