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Never Resent Other People’s Success

It’s easy to say, isn’t it, but oh so very hard to do: whatever else you do in the music business, never get into the habit of resenting other people’s success.

I had an absolutely awful temper as a kid.  I don’t think anyone I currently know has ever really seen me lose it, because it doesn’t really happen these days.  But I went through a couple of years of getting into fights, shouting at referees, smashing up things in frustration, and just generally giving too much vent to my feelings.

Eventually I got myself sent off in a cup semi-final and banned from the final.  At that point – the wise old age of about fourteen – I decided something had to change, and it did.  Now I don’t really lose my temper.  The rage still boils away somewhere down there, but it is so suppressed that I barely even register it anymore.  The same is true of competitive jealousy.

It’s really, really tough when you’re involved in something like music, which is so very subjective, to not gaze on in disgust when someone you think isn’t really all that good starts to achieve anything and think ‘what the fuck is wrong with these people?’ and ‘how dare they like Bad Fun?’ and so on and so forth.

I’ve seen it surrounding the T-Break Heats, I saw it on that embarrassing post complaining about anti-folk a few months ago, and I personally feel it every single time a label or blog or band with which I am not associated gets any sort of plaudits whatsoever.  Anything.  Even when the band in question are my friends I feel a little twang of ‘well hey, what about our bands?’

Basically, I can be a very ungracious, unpleasant, competitive little shit.  But I am not alone.  For a huge number of people in music the success of others comes as a personal affront, as if other people have somehow robbed them of something that should rightfully be theirs. I feel this too, but like my childhood temper, I have learned to bury it very, very deep, to the extent that most of the time I just don’t even notice it anymore because, basically, it is pointless and it gets in your way.  And no-one likes a whinger either.

The enjoyment of music is not something people run out of, remember.  So just because someone likes some crap band or other doesn’t mean that that there is more or less chance of them liking yours. And, even more importantly, no matter how much you hate another successful band from your area, anyone being successful is actually good for you. That way Scotland (or Edinburgh, or Idaho or wherever) becomes known as a place for good music and fans, DJs, labels and writers start looking there more than usual, which is good for everyone.  I’m sure loads of people in Portland hate the Decemberists, but their emergence was good for the city as a whole, whatever you think of the band themselves.

Even before I started the label I knew full well that the success of other small labels in Scotland, be it Fence or Chemikal, Olive Grove or Armellodie, was good for Song, by Toad Records as it built the reputation of the whole country as an incubator of talent and a place to look for exciting grass-roots projects.

And then Armellodie did better getting the Scottish Enlightenment on the radio than I did with Yusuf Azak, and then Olive Grove got The Son(s) in Drowned in Sound whereas Inspector Tapehead got bugger all, and that rage started boiling away again, and I had to slap myself around the face and remind myself that Steve Lamacq choosing to play Mitchell Museum and not The Savings and Loan is almost certainly not him choosing to play them instead of The Savings and Loan.  People tend to judge things on their own merits – they probably just have different criteria than you.

Even in situations which are directly competitive, such as the T-Break Heats, whatever your darkest thoughts, whinging about it only achieves one thing: making you look bad. In any case, it’s probably misplaced.  There was a rather amusing piece of self-justification published on Radar afterwards, and I think it rather missed the point.

It’s not, in my opinion, a very good list of finalists.  But then, it was selected by committee, so of course it’s a bit shit.  Never at any time in the history of Western thought has anything been made better by the involvement of a committee.  By definition they will make things less interesting and more predictable, because whatever their personal opinions, they still have to agree amongst themselves. Most of them were probably just pleased to get the one or two bands they really did care about on list, and were happy to let a lot of the rest of it slide.

And of course some bands have an advantage because of who they know.  And of course there are biases involved.  This is a human business. But I will eat my hat if there were any conspiracies, because it just doesn’t work like that.  The judges just have different criteria than you.  Take your pals who you agree with the most about music and see how divergent your ‘most promising bands of 2011′ lists end up being and you’ll get an idea.

You also have to bear the audience in mind. Why was Jason from The Pop Cop on that T Break panel and not me (grr, burning rage and resentment!) Well before I get into churlish bickering about quality and taste, look at the festival in question.  Who writes more about T in the Park-friendly bands, Song, by Toad or the Pop Cop?  The answer is obvious, and suddenly my jealousy looks a bit silly. [edit: whoops, it was GoNorth, not T-Break, but that doesn't matter much in terms of the point, I don't think]

It’s a bit like me sulking about none of our bands being covered in the NME.  I think the NME is awful, so why would I expect them to think anything else of the music we release?  Other people at our level do get covered though, and I invariably feel a pang of rage until I remind myself of the fact that an honest promo letter from Song, by Toad Records to the NME would read something like this: “Dear NME, I have no respect whatsoever for your publication, which is basically just Heat magazine for music, however I do acknowledge that it would be financially advantageous for you to feature our bands on your pages, and I therefore enclose…”

It’s really easy to become resentful about other people appealing to a different audience to yours, but you have to remind yourself that if they are that different an audience then they were never likely to be into your stuff anyway.  If you want to appeal to that audience you probably have to do things differently, and would you really, honestly want to make or release different music to the music you are currently making? I doubt it.  Or at least I hope not, because if that is the case, you should be doing it already, irrespective.

Allowing any of this petty jealousy or resentment to take any kind of hold on your attitude is really dangerous – and I am not lecturing, because I can be guilty of this myself if I allow it to happen.  First and foremost it basically makes you look like an idiot, but more importantly it can really distract you from what you should be doing.  And what you should be doing is this: just getting the fuck on with it.

The only way to improve or to achieve anything is to get the fuck on with it, do your work, release your records, write your blog, practise practise practise, and only worry about what you are achieving. Spending your time fretting about who doesn’t like you, who isn’t interested, who won’t listen is counter-productive.  You only have so much energy, so don’t waste it when there are more than enough people out there who are interested to keep you busier than you can probably handle anyway.

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Thirty Pounds of Bone – Method

This is ‘alternative folk music’ clearly enough, if you want to call it something, but there are times when just for atmosphere that sounds like very much the wrong term to describe this album.

There’s actually an air of early nineties indie to it at times, although that’s possibly in the vocal, possibly in the actual song structures themselves.  The style and emphasis of Johny Lamb’s voice add to that impression as well as just the timbre of it, but don’t ask me to pin it down any better than that though, because I don’t think I could.   Songs like The Fishery do build and build like early Britpop though, which is a strange experience in the middle of what is ostensibly a folk album.

There’s none of this ‘modern folk’ stuff going on here, with electronics and archness and experimentalism.  It’s a pretty direct approach to songwriting, and the songs aren’t afraid to launch into big, strongly emoted choruses.  It has a really distinctive character actually, but again, I would perhaps struggle to clearly explain exactly why.

Nevertheless, I am really enjoying the unguarded emotionalism and straightforward arrangements of this album.  I miss folk bands who use the accordion.  Why don’t they use the fucking accordion anymore, eh?  Because they all want to be in punk bands, or clever fuckers with samplers, that’s why.  This record, for the most part, is a bit of guitar or banjo, accentuated with accordion or horns.  It does break big on occasion though, with drums and howling guitar feedback, and there’s generally quite a harsh edge to the recording which fits these little outbursts very well, so maybe he does want to be in a punk band after all.

Method veers from the odd to the conventional, from the sparse to the rackety, and I still haven’t entirely figured out what to make of it.  I know I like it though.

Thirty Pounds of Bone – A Lesson in Talking

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Thirty Pounds of Bone – Island’s Ode to the Itinerant

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P.S.: I’ve categorised Thirty Pounds of Bone as a Scottish band, partly because of the label being from Glasgow and partly because of the fact that Lamb was raised in Shetland.  He lives in the very deepest South now though, and wasn’t born up here, so it’s a bit false but erm… fuck it, we’re claiming him.

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The Scottish Enlightenment – St. Thomas

This, boys and girls, is every bit as awesome as I expected.  Get in! Whenever you start listening to an album of which have serious expectations there is always the likelihood that it will disappoint.  This one, I was careful not to over-anticipate for just that reason.

Also, The Scottish Enlightenment’s music isn’t the kind of music to bowl you over, particularly, it just washes over you in an unhurried, unassuming kind of way, and it’s usually only afterwards that you realise how much you’ve enjoyed it.

There is a kind of bigness to though.  It’s nothing new, and nothing pointedly clever, it’s just good, but the slow burn of their guitars does bring a grandeur with it of a sort, but it’s the sort which seems inward-facing, rather than exhorting others to admire its greatness.  One guitar tends to pick out notes here and there, keeping the melody nice and clear, while another slowly builds an impression of the mood of the song.  The two will take turns being centre-stage over the course of most tracks, but the interplay is really nicely done.

Previous EPs Pascal and Little Sleep contribute their title tracks to the playlist here, but no more than that, although it still feels like a strongly familiar collection of songs.  They are the kind of band who sound almost instantly like you’ve been listening to them for ages, and despite this album not exactly being all sweetness and light, there is still a strong feeling of comfort about it.

The slow-building nature of the songs does make this a relatively long twelve tracks however, although this isn’t by definition a bad thing of course.  I don’t really like The Soft Place at all though, and sandwiched between two other slower songs it does seem to bog the record down a little in the last third, which is a shame.  Mind you any album going over ten songs/forty minutes (whichever comes first) does run the risk of song eight attention drift, and to have slow material around the song I happen to find the least compelling does give St. Thomas a bit of a soft ending from my perspective, but the excellence which goes before it makes this a pretty insignificant gripe.

Considering I pretty much thought they were dead and buried after nearly two years of silence, this band have produced an awful lot of very, very good material in the last year, and I only hope the reputation and success they achieve is commensurate with the quality of the music.

The Scottish Enlightenment – Necromancer

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The Scottish Enlightenment – The First Will Be Last

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Super Adventure Club – Avoid Zombies

I must be the last person in bloody Scotland to review this album, but I have never really clicked with Super Adventure Club particularly, so I suppose it was inevitable that I showed very little urgency when it came to really giving Avoid Zombies* a proper, attentive listen.

It’s reminded me, in a slightly by-the-bye sort of way, of the value of labels and collectives too.  Armellodie Records seem to be on a bit of a roll at the moment, and the fact that these Edinburgh to Glasgow transplants were working with Al was definitely something I noticed.  If you are generally in good company, I suppose it inevitably reflects on your band as well – Fence, Fife Kills and Bear Scotland spring to mind.

Anyhow, it’s a bit of a back-handed compliment, but I am enjoying this far more than I expected to.  The furious bursts of guitar and percussion in Super Adventure Club’s stuff have generally been bit too frantic and mental for me, but they’ve put this album together really well so you get lulls in the onslaught and shifts in the general atmosphere not just within songs, but across songs.

I suppose I would say that their stuff benefits from being collected together.  This much variation can often become a bit of a morass, contradictory as that sounds.  Basically, when each song can sound like three or four different songs within the same few minutes it can actually be difficult to distinguish between the individual tracks themselves, because it can be hard to tell if you’re on to a new track or just in the middle of a bizarre interlude in the first one.

In the second half of the album Nosferatu, My Other Brain and Think Like a Fish suffer a bit from this, but in general it is actually something which the band get absolutely right.  The changes in pace and attitude across songs tend to throw their neighbours into pretty sharp relief, and this gives the record a really good sense of maturity and confidence.

The pace seems to pick up as things go on, starting with a slap to the chops – Hip Hop Hot Pot Pot Noodle – before settling to something a little more laid back and slowly building up to a frenzy over the course of the album.  By the time it collapses, somewhat post-coitally, into album closer Strings I find myself pretty exhausted and I have to confess that at its most frenetic this record is a bit full-on for me, honestly.   However, I am really enjoying most of it and am really pleased to see these guys continue to progress.  Good things good things – now to see them live!

Super Adventure Club – Pick Up Sticks

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Super Adventure Club – Avoid Zombies

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*This is good advice, generally speaking.

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The Scottish Enlightenment – Pascal EP

This is not only a bloody good EP, it is also the resurrection of an extremely promising band I feared might be slowly drifting into obscurity, as well as my introduction to a really exciting-looking new Glaswegian record label: Armellodie Records.

One of the first Scottish bands I unearthed for myself when I started music blogging was The Scottish Enlightenment.  They were about to releases their first single, Eyes, on Moojuice Records and I was really quite excited by their neat intellectualism, and guitar sounds which seemed cut from very classic indie cloth indeed – I am a classic indie kid after all.

The Scottish Enlightenment – Eyes

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They went very, very quiet for a couple of years after that, however, and I have to confess I rather thought they’d given up the ghost.  Bands can lose momentum really easily in this business, and for a passion which requires so much determination, self-belief and encouragement, that loss of momentum is very often fatal.

So, roll on a couple of years and step forward Armellodie Records, home to some very interesting bands, not least freshly relocated Glaswegians Super Adventure Club, a band I don’t always like exactly, but who I have a lot of time for and am glad to see working and releasing and showing the kind of energy any music scene needs in order to remain invigorated and vital.

Enjoying a fresh lease of life, suddenly The Scottish Enlightenment seem to have hit upon a rich seam of productivity – they have an EP of new (and largely leftover) songs, recorded during sessions for a new album, which is also due out shortly and to be preceded by a new single as well.  For a band who seemed, from the outside at least, to have been up to very little for the last couple of years it becomes clear that whatever they were doing, they certainly weren’t sitting around waiting for the phone to ring.

The Pascal EP is, as I said earlier, songs which for one reason or another didn’t quite end up on their forthcoming album, but it certainly doesn’t sound like a bin full of cast-offs.  The sound has settled a lot since the earlier recordings I heard, and comes across a lot thicker and slower now, almost as if it was wading through treacle.

Whilst that could rob the music of its energy, I think it’s actually worked out really well.  It’s still quite old-fashioned guitar-based indie, but in slowing down it sounds just a little more confident and sure of itself.  It depends a great deal on single guitar notes, which are now dropped into the songs without hurry, allowing the simple but infectious melodies to sink in at their own pace.

David Moyes’ (I think) voice is also from the classic indie school, being just a little nasal, restrained, and about as far from histrionic X-Factor caterwauling as you could want.  It’s like the rest of the music – not pushy, not aggressive, not in your face, and perfect for what the band seem to be trying to achieve.  This EP hangs together really well, shows the band have courage and determination in working through the slight burst in their bubble, and artistic creativity in evolving their sound as well.  I am looking forward to the album a great deal – there is a lot to be admired here.

The Scottish Enlightenment – All Homemade Things

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