The Great Arcade Fire Hoax
The Great Arcade Fire Hoax? It is this:
“The prevailing belief amongst j0urnalists that the Arcade Fire invented music. They invented bands with actual instruments, and anything vaguely epic. None of these things existed before Funeral, and therefore any band exhibiting these characteristics must necessarily sound like the Arcade Fire. “
When Broken Records first emerged they were a lot folkier than they are now, and of course Rory does regularly play both violin and accordion, so I can see how it would have been confusing for journalists, but the ‘Scottish Arcade Fire’ tag applied to them was as amusingly stupid as it was utterly ubiquitous.
Now, to me that made it really quite funny, particularly as quite a few real journalists have an hubristic habit of sneering at bloggers for being ill-informed fanboys, incapable of writing anything with economy, balance, context or objectivity. Consequently, watching them be collectively stupid, unimaginative, lazy and just plain incapable was something I found highly entertaining. Not so much the band, of course.
Jamie from Broken Records is a sensitve wee soul at the best of times, but the Arcade Fire comparisons went from amusing to tedious to really fucking annoying rather quickly for him. And then he began to notice that it wasn’t just Broken Records. Every band – every single fucking indie band – which wasn’t either indie rock or pastoral ‘alt’-folk got compared to the Arcade fucking Fire, particularly if they picked up an actual instrument or made a lot of noise at any point.
Now, as a writer myself I laughed tolerantly at this particular idea. Yes, millions of bands get compared to the Arcade Fire, but I too have spent ages wracking my brain for a comparison I can feel in my bones but just can’t quite put my finger on. So I know how maddeningly elusive these things can be, and I’ve certainly made some weak comparisons myself in the past.
Then the Meursault reviews started to come in and yes, you guessed it, Arcade Fire comparisons were being made left right and centre, to the point that Bearded Magazine even brought them up by explicitly refusing to make the comparison, so the fuckers were still mentioned: “This follow-up to their critically-acclaimed debut album, Pissing On Bonfires/Kissing With Tongues sees the seven-piece move away from the Arcade Fire comparisons which flew in from all directions after that first release.”
Now, when Meursault are being compared to the Arcade Fire, things really have descended into parody. “The Scottish seven-piece, whose sophomore album sounds a lot like music, owe a heavy debt to music through the ages, with their latest album full of ideas borrowed liberally from, er… music.”
But how the fuck did they do it? I mean, as Jamie rightly points out, the Arcade Fire basically just sound like Echo and the Bunnymen but with more folk instruments and a bit of David Byrne for good luck, so how the fuck have they hoodwinked the world of journalism into believing that they invented… well, pretty much everything? Anyway, everyone knows that was Tom Waits.
Broken Records – Nearly Home
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Echo & the Bunnymen – The Killing Moon
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Well thirty-four seems little different to thirty-three, apart from the fact that it seems to involve a severe headache and an aversion to bright lights. What I need is a lunch and the King’s Wark and a couple of pints and I’ll be right as rain. Hopefully.



