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Matthew Young

The Besnard Lakes – The Besnard Lakes are the Roaring Night

I don’t know if it’s supposed to be taken this way, but this record is great fun.  The otherwordly falsetto vocals and slightly over the top guitar melodrama just give it an air of exuberance.

It also seems to have the right balance between self-indulgence and discipline; it may sound a mite proggy in places, but it’s all still pretty tightly put together, and there’s barely any freeform noodling.  A little like early Interpol and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, the rhythm may not seem complicated, but it thumps away consistently through everything, anchoring the whole album extremely well.

Having listened to it a good dozen or so times through I still feel a little ambivalent about the second half of The Besnard Lakes are the Roaring Night, however.  It seems to lose pace and just a little bit of urgency.  There’s almost a sprightliness to the first half, despite the heaviness of the noise, but later on it seems to become a little leaden, wich is a shame, because every time I listen to it I feel like I am building up to absolutely love the album, only to sort of deflate half way through.

Over the course of an hour this album drifts from boisterous, somewhat epic indie rock to what I suppose I would call a kind of increasingly moody post-rock, if I were forced to try and put it into words.  And consequently it seems to lose its momentum, just at the wrong time.

The Besnard Lakes – Like the Ocean, Like the Innocent Pt.2: The Innocent

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The Besnard Lakes – Glass Printer

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Liars – Sisterworld

This is another of those reviews of a band with a large back catalogue and a hefty reputation, where I am somewhat out of my depth because I just haven’t really made the time to sit down and listen to their stuff before.

Hardcore fans might disagree with me of course, and I am in no position to argue, but this is a pretty good place to start if you’re going to investigate a band.  It’s bloody good anyway, whether or not it’s all that representative of their older stuff.

Musically, Sisterworld is a right mess; it’s a tight, impeccably controlled mess, but a mess nevertheless.  Awkward noises bristle along, only to be battered aside by an onslaught of dirty guitars and yelped vocals.  That rush of noise is hardly helter-skelter though, instead giving the impression of tethered aggression still barely on the leash.

Rumbling cellos snap in and out of this distorted swagger, giving it another thread of taut discipline, all brimming with threat and unease, and if it kept up like that all record this would be one of the best things I’d heard in fucking ages, but unfortunately it doesn’t.

Those breakouts into cacophony bring the threat of violence to the simmering glare of the earlier songs, as you know that at any point the glower might erupt into a racket of noise, but these moments are less and less vicious and rather less frequent as the album progresses.  This not only allows the momentum to dissipate a little, but rather emasculates the sense of threat in the quieter parts.  I suppose what it does is rob the emotional journey of the sudden twists in direction which had kept me on the edge of my seat for the first two thirds of the album or so.

Consequently, by the end I consistently find myself losing the sense of exhilaration which the first half of the record ignited, but I’d still say that this was bloody good and I am definitely going to get me some more Liars!

Liars – No Barrier Fun

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Liars – Scissor

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Euan McMeeken

Frightened Rabbit – The Winter of Mixed Drinks (Version 2)

[This week’s Sunday Supplement has been provided by Euan ‘Steinberg Principle’ ‘Kays Lavelle’ ‘Trampoline’ McMeeken, and turns Matthew’s own review of an important local release on its head. Don’t forget if you’d like to see a Sunday Supplement of your own published here, just email us at sunday(at)songbytoad.com. All contributions welcome!]

Before you all get a weird sense of déjà vu, no, you are not caught in time warp.  You’re not going back to the future.  You’re simply reading my review of ‘The Winter of Mixed Drinks’ by Frightened Rabbit as opposed to Matthew’s review that he wrote the other day.  We spoke about this idea the other night and thought it’d be an interesting thing to do: I’d be reviewing this record for my blog anyway so we thought, if my opinion varied greatly from his, it’d be interesting for me to write a review which, in a way, responded to his.

I should make it clear that in undertaking this exercise I’m not just looking for a fight.  I personally think Matthew is one of the most engaging and best music writers out there in Scotland at the moment.  That’s the main reason that I continually read his blog and shun the lifeless and soulless drivel published in many music magazines these days.  However, at the end of the day, what makes music, and indeed a music blog, so interesting is when a piece of music can divide opinion so greatly.

Unlike many on the blog the other day I point blank refuse to pat Matthew on the back for his review of this record.  Sure, it takes balls to say what you think, but I’d expect more from him than “this is awful.”   I think, and hope, what he meant by that statement was that, in the context of Frightened Rabbit’s previous 2 albums, and what his hopes were for this record, this record is awful.  Not that he genuinely thinks this record falls into the awful category because simply put: this album is far from awful.

But is it good?

My answer to this is, in terms of song quality, yes it is.  ‘Things’, ‘Footshooter’, ‘Not Miserable’, ‘Living In Colour’ and ‘Yes, I Would’ are as good as anything that they’ve done before in my opinion.  I believe there’s enough quality songwriting on this record to justify a much more positive review than it received from Matthew earlier in the week.  With the exception of ‘Swim Until You Can’t See Land’  – which I do believe is awful commercial garbage –  this is a really good record.  It feels more like ‘Sings The Greys’ in terms of style and, for me, that can only be a good thing.  Whilst The Midnight Organ Fight captured the hearts and minds of most people who love this band, it’s their debut that still makes me smile most.  The frantic pace and rawness of that record is, at times, just sublime.  And there are moments on this that remind me of that record.  The ending of ‘Skip The Youth’ echoes, in a way, the end of ‘Square 9’ – Matthew, if you don’t hear that then please play them together and realise your wrong about this tune.

Sure, there’s a much lusher sound to this record.  A much bigger production.  But really, what do you expect from a band on their 3rd album and with the resources available to them?  Of course more money will be spent.  Their music has always lent itself to a sweeter, lusher sound – just compare albums 1 and 2.  I would have preferred if this record had the rawness of their debut as it is what got me hooked into them in the first place but the same applies to TMOF.

Anyways, I’m determined not to let production affect my opinion of the record.  It’s not something I ever used to bother about – until I started reading this blog actually – and it ruined my enjoyment of the Broken Records album, even though the quality of songs on that record clearly speak for themselves.   I guess ultimately everyone has personal taste when it comes to production and it’s easy to let the production of a record distract you from the overall quality of the songs.  It is important to many, I’m not denying that for one second, but, and I never thought I’d say this, I completely agree with Rampant Chutney Consumerism (it really does hurt to say that) in that, if the songs are good then they are good and will shine through no matter what.

There are no instant hits on this record, like there were on The Midnight Organ Fight, but as a piece of music I genuinely think it’s a good follow up and a strong record.  It’s certainly not awful.  I guess at the end of the day you can’t please everyone though.  They didn’t please Matthew.  They have pleased me.  Like he said though, I’m sure they don’t care either way.

[There were a couple of songs to be included in this post, but give I already have two tracks from this album available for download I didn't think I could include these - don't want to give too much away for free, sorry - Matthew]

Matthew Young

Waskerley Way – Yonder

This is a free download (from here) of a demo recording by a band about whom I know next to nothing: Waskerley Way.

The EP is basically just shoegaze, but as far as I am concerned pretty much most stuff is ‘basically just’ something, and it really doesn’t matter if it’s done well.

In this case, the guitar riffs are engaging, the pace changes subtly but effectively throughout the record, and those buried, scuzzy melodies get me humming.  To be absolutely frank, I am not sure what else you should ever really have to say about anything.

I like this kind of stuff: a fuzzy, fairly monotonous din, with the good bits nice and buried, so that it’s not so much about the riff or the hook particularly as the slow emerging and submerging of loveliness from within a sea of noise and mess.

This makes it sound like this is actually a difficult record to get into, but actually that isn’t true.  In the case of Waskerley Way the melodies are actually pretty up-front, so for all I have taken a long time to review this, I knew I liked it pretty much from the first listen.  It never gets boring either, not that it should over five songs.  But the mood shifts back and forth from insistent to brooding to slightly manic and back, making sure it continues to nudge your ears back to where they belong every once in a while.

It’s straightforward enough, this, but it’s well-executed and I like it.  A very promising debut.

Waskerley Way – Yonder

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Waskerley Way – Little Victories, Little Defeats

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Matthew Young

Frightened Rabbit – The Winter of Mixed Drinks

Scott from Frightened Rabbit is a lovely guy and has been a real friend to Song, by Toad Records, so it makes me feel totally ungrateful and really fucking mean to say this, but I think this album is awful.

Hutchison still shows flashes of his songwriting gift – something which I would never deny – on sad, simple songs like Fun Stuff, but pretty much everything else on the record is so soft around the edges and so smothered in by-the-numbers radio indie arrangement that I really can’t listen to it.

The moment I realised that no matter how much I wanted to like this album, and no matter how much I tried I would always have an allergic reaction to it, comes just over two minutes into the slow build of Skip the Youth, when the chorus of backing vocals comes in for the first time.  Honestly, it’s so horrible I want to set it on fire.

This kind of grand, choral leaning has always been there or thereabouts in Frightened Rabbit’s stuff, but when it was just their voices producing it, it had a note of keenness, of desperation, and it let the emotion really grip you.  Now it just sounds bombastic and over-cooked and throws down a pretty impermeable barrier to me making any emotional connection with this album.

There’s still an energy to a lot of the guitar playing that I can imagine when this material gets off the stereo and into a sweaty venue it really could be great to witness.  A lot of the verses are actually delivered in a style I really enjoy, but so often there is just so much superfluous fluff and air-punching going on by the time the chorus comes around that I just find myself wincing.

You get the picture by now, I am sure, so there’s no point going on about it.  Basically, The Winter of Mixed Drinks and what I personally enjoy listening to are just too far apart to ever really meet in the middle, and I really do feel like an ungracious dick saying so as well.

Frightened Rabbit – Fun Stuff

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Frightened Rabbit – Skip the Youth

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Matthew Swan

Eluvium – Similes

Eluvium - Similes[Matthew who helps out with the Toad Sessions and all the work which needs doing for the label has kindly written this week's Sunday Supplement.  I think he's angry about something - let the rage out Matthew, let it out!]

Similes is Matthew Robert Cooper’s fifth album under the Eluvium title and it’s just, er, amazing. I personally think this is the best thing he’s done so far in his career. He recorded an album under his full name entitled Miniatures back in ’08 which was just beautiful, and he’s also part of Concert Silence which is purely unedited improvisational work with his friend Charles Buckingham – it can be downloaded for free here – I couldn’t recommend it higher. He’s also doing the score for the film ‘Some Days Are Better Than Others’, which looks really intriguing.

The first thing I think I should talk about is the new direction of the album and the sort of mixed response it seems to be getting from a lot of folk. Previously Cooper’s work hasn’t featured any vocals at all, typically just ambient guitar, synth instruments and piano pieces. I think this came as a bit of a shock looking at some of the ‘shouts’ from people on Last.fm and such. I think it’s really fucking pathetic, to be honest. I hate ‘fans’ in most cases, but these fuckers are just too much. I don’t usually give much attention to comments on ‘community’ type things such as youtube and Last.fm etc, because it mostly just fucks me off and depresses me – can’t really be doing with it.

What was I saying? Oh yeah, the vocals. Well fuck those sour pussed twats up their Nazi fucking arseholes, because the vocals are brilliant. They add a whole new level of beauty to the sound and it’s really rewarding to hear someone have the confidence to just come out and do that.

The album starts off with the two tracks that’ve been circling the internet in promotion of the album for the past two months – ‘Leaves Eclipse The Light’ and ‘The Motion Makes Me Last’. Those two, I think, have been the cause of all the commotion. I think they sit apart from the rest of the album as they feature quite a bit more acoustic instrumentation and they have more of a ‘pop’ structure to them. The album then delves lovingly into more ‘droney’ songs, which I think starts a really nice stroll down towards the end of the album. Maybe that’s a strange way to think about it – I certainly don’t mean it in a negative way – it really is just a nice touch of balance.

Since seeing Eluvium support Explosions in the Sky back in ’07 I’ve been smitten with most things ambient/experimental/post-rock. I can’t honestly wait to feel the power of those sub-woofers make my insides bleed and turn my eardrums to pulp again. Cooper’s live performance is mainly made up of layers and layers of guitar pushed and pushed through loads of effects and his laptop. It’s pretty cool.

Similes has pretty much been the soundtrack to my life over the past wee while, since getting my naughty copy from the interwebs… I will buy a proper copy as soon as I have a chance, promise. It’s the first thing out in quite a while that’s really affected me emotionally and I think that might be an important thing to mention while writing this. I was listening to the song ‘Cease To Know’ a few nights ago while driving back from Dundee crossing the Forth and it was seriously beautiful. I think that this album really does do so much, well it does for me, and I hope that it does for others too.

Eluvium – The Motion Makes Me Last

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Matthew Young

Clem Snide – The Meat of Life

This, a little like Eels’ last album, is going to be a slightly difficult one for me to review, because my relationship with The Meat of Life is about my relationship with an entire back catalogue and the last ten years of my life, rather than just my relationship to a single album of new Clem Snide songs.

Musically, Clem Snide pretty much stopped surprising me with End of Love, back in 2005 or so.  That was a great album, but it wasn’t particularly varied in texture, and took me a long time to get into.  Eef Barzelay’s phenomenal solo debut, Bitter Honey, stripped everything back to the barest of bones, but his follow up, and subsequent Clem Snide stuff has been very uniform of pace and mood.

That sounds like a criticism, and I suppose it is, in the sense that I can’t imagine someone who is new to Clem Snide being as excited by this album as I was by Your Favourite Music and Ghost of Fashion.  Given that it’s not exactly riff- or hook-heavy music, which is the most common fall-back position for bands with a very straightforward sound, you could be forgiven for finding their recent stuff a bit stodgy and lacking in a certain spark, I suppose.

That probably sounds like an almighty slagging off to deliver about an album which I actually like an awful lot, but I suppose I’m just trying to say this: I can understand people finding this musically very plain vanilla, and in a sense I would agree, but that’s not really why I think Clem Snide have been one of the best bands on the planet for the last ten years, and why I go back again and again to listen to their music.

It’s not just the obvious stuff: that the lyrics are fucking brilliant.  Barzelay does have an inspired way with the language – cutting and sympathetic at the same time; devastated and yet bitterly amused; vulnerable and defiant – but I think it might be the actual delivery which does it for me.  Because for all the music may not offer a lot of innovation in the way it is put together, it does put across the emotion of the songwriting with tremendous impact.  I don’t know many bands who can make you feel what they are feeling with anything like the clarity and compulsion of Clem Snide.

Songs like BFF, Denver and Please are as good as anything these guys have written, and Song For Mary, for all it sounds like a song they’re already recorded half a dozen times already, still has that ability to take exactly what the song is trying to express and just embed it directly into your psyche.  There may be a couple of songs on this which I’m not so keen on, and particularly if you’re new to the band it may take you a while to get into, but this really is a very good record.

Clem Snide – Denise

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Clem Snide – Denver

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Virgin of the Birds – Banquet Years

There’s almost a jazzy kind of ballroom shuffle to this record, the latest in a series of freely downloadable EPs from Seattle’s Virgin of the Birds.  I don’t quite know what I mean by that, but it’s the best way I can think to describe the pace and feel of Banquet Years.

I can almost picture Jon Rooney singing this stuff in a near-empty working men’s club which hadn’t been redecorated since 1972, dressed in a white tuxedo with a cigarette hanging out the corner of his mouth.  Again, don’t ask me why, it’s just an impression.

It is indie music though, in the most generic (and hence borderline meaningless) sense of the term, but the laid-back basslines and shaky egg give the music a very louche feel, while the piano played like raindrops brings a little mystery, like the occasional glint of reflection from a badly-lit glitterball.

This series of EPs is an odd one, in the sense that they all retain their own identity, whilst still coming across as a single body of work.  It’s almost like they’re chapters in the same story, because whilst you could easily transplant any song from any EP to another without breaking anything, the way they are arranged definitely has the feeling of being the right way to do it.

Jon was a little despondent, when he played our New Year’s party (see video below), about the prospect of being able to sell enough records for it to be worth even making them, which is one of the reasons why these EPs are all free.  Personally, though, I think it’s a bit of a travesty in all truth, because these knock seven shades of shit out of a lot of stuff I’ve happily paid full whack for in the past and would happily pay for again.  Sometimes all the free this and free that in the internet age saddens me a little, because it seems to force artists into the position where they end up feeling they have to accept that that is all that their work is worth, which is blatantly not the case, particularly not here.

Virgin of the Birds – She’s in the Moon Again

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Shearwater – The Golden Archipelago

This is one of those cases where the promo CD arrived so far in advance of the actual release date that I feel like I’ve been sitting on this review for months.  Which I suppose I have.

I think it’s been good for my relationship with the album though, honestly, which early on I was in danger of dismissing as ‘kinda like the first one’.  It is kinda like the first one, actually, but although it doesn’t have what I’d call a distinctly different style, it does have a rather different personality.

It’s denser and more forceful than Rook.  Where that record would pull you onto a punch, coming on all quiet and lovely before battering out a thunder of trumpets, drums and guitar, this tends to state its intentions more clearly, keeping the variations more between songs than in them.

Drummer Thor (yes, Thor) Harris is prominent once more, thumping his way through the album, not even close to content just to keep time.  Jonathan Meiburg’s voice is just as desperate as ever, and that impassioned wail gives this record great identity, as well as connecting with the listener like a punch straight in the chest.

This is a very straight-faced album actually, with barely a wink or a nudge anywhere to be seen, and I suppose that if I were to have a criticism then it might be that the whole thing is just a tad earnest at times.  Mind you, anything less probably wouldn’t work with the music they make at all, so it does make sense when viewed as a whole, so maybe I just wish there was a little break from the intensity of it here and there.

That’s real nit-picking though, so please don’t pay it any atttention, because on the whole this is another superb record from a consistently excellent band.

Shearwater – Black Eyes

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Shearwater – Landscape at Speed

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Ruth Theodore – White Holes of Molehills

Ruth Theodore first came to my attention via 17 Seconds a couple of years ago, when Ed reviewed her debut album Worm Food, out on River Rat Records.  At the time there was something of a glut of chirpy young female singer-songwriters, and Theodore’s vague entanglement with the fringes of that particular fad brought with it an awful lot of associations which made me twitch a little.

Even at the time, however, it was obvious that she had an awful lot more to offer than the lazy, reflexive comparisons might suggest and now that she’s back, having largely outlived that particular phase in the musical zeitgeist, hopefully her stuff can be taken rather more on face value.  Or to put it another way, out of all the disparate, vaguely similar musicians towards whom people gravitated a couple of years back, it looks to me like Ruth Theodore was the only one who actally was the real deal.

What do I mean?  Well, she’s sharp, witty, and has a vocal delivery which perfectly embodies the old adage about floating like a butterfly and, when necessary, stinging like a bee.  Buried within the dancing torrent of words she delivers are genuine moments of insight, and countless barbed statements which are notably less nice than you might expect from the childlike charm of her voice.

She picks along with this on her guitar in a lively way, her fingers glittering across the strings like words flit around her lyrics.  There is clarinet, double bass and cello added to this basic structure, and the flighty playing of the former only serves to add to the impression that these songs are actively shy of being pinned down – almost like a young child in adult company who shies away from every introduction.

That’s just the music, though.  I almost get the impression Theodore herself might tell me to fuck off at the suggestion, and in that slightly belligerent forthrightness perhaps suggests comparisons with the likes of Animal Magic Tricks and Candythief, both fronted by women who have their own eccentricities, but would probably bristle a little at pretty much any kind of pigeonholing which involves terms like ‘female singer-songwriters’.

There are certainly times when this willful idiosyncracy produces music which has just a little too much character for my personal liking.  Sometimes, I guess, I find it all a little too much and I notice the personality of the song more than the song itself, and this does definitely interrupt my enjoyment of this record a little more than it did Worm Food.  Nevertheless, although I would add a note of qualification, I’d still recommend you investigate Ruth Theodore’s music.

Ruth Theodore – False Alarm

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Ruth Theodore – The Evolution of Mr. Charisma

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