Friday, September 14, 2007

Interpol: Looking into the in.ge.ni.ous

INTERPOL - "OUR LOVE TO ADMIRE"
Capitol Records, 2007
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As you already know the boys from NYC did it again. Their fourth release, first on a major record label,CAPITOL, and nothing short of solid. "Our Love to Admire" proves these musicians are breaking into their own with a film noir warranted atmosphere, shouting out a well accomplished array of mood and madness. When I saw the cover I knew they made their mark on the mainstream. A Capitol records release and a beautiful cover painting free from any textuous introduction, not to mention the rest of the the booklet. That right there speaks miles deep and above the precedent set from "Turn on the Bright Lights." Actually, and I know I am not alone in this, "Our Love to Admire" is very well the answer to what "Turn on the bright lights" built up...
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Turn on the Bright Lights, Matador 2002

A few tracks like The Heinrich Maneuver and Mammoth are built around their [..ANTICS..] like hooks. Actually, on Antics if you notice the build up from Slow Hands to Not Even Jail, you can see a similar pattern with The Henrich Maneuver into Mammoth.
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Go ahead, listen to both tracks. I'll post The Heinrich Maneuver/Mammoth Duo at the end of the post.





:::PROGRAMING:::
The story told with each track tracing out a misc en scene makes for a stellar soundtrack. They keep the quality darkly worn and brilliantly cinematic with the truly mean bass holds caressing the warm pressing vocal/percussion connection. The band slams with such ingenuity I think this new album, albeit more marketable, stays true the rhythm patterns that make Interpol Interpol down and simple. It's a multifaceted coin because "Our Love to Admire" doesn't bullshit. From album cover to Kesslers baritone distant-come-around voice the musicianship is refined. I particularly enjoy the the seemless fly away drum lines kept open and somewhat dancy. When I take my yearly trips to Rio I always hit up this one spot Casa Matriz where there is this one room on the second floor that always rocks a good interpol meets the Clash meets Joy Division meets Guided by Voices. Nothing more than a medium size room with wall to wall speakers, dark and always packed with fettish felines' and chuck taylor princesses. I'm always rockin' out in a frenzy when Pedro, my main man DJ on thursday nights, stirs up a little Interpol/joy division session. He consciously drops cuts from both groups to show the similarities of the two and always overdoes the Interpol to show that they are the ones alive and kickin' right now. Never a dull moment at Casa Matriz... Love you guys.

Ok. Here's the Heinrich to Mammoth bridge




As promised. As Delivered.

Stay tuned, Marisa Monte is up next.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

JORGE BEN: Open to the Notes of Chão

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A MODERN DAY ALCHEMIST OF GENRE, HOPE AND INNOCENCE

Chão (sh-aa-own): Earth, ground

Welcome to the world of Jorge Ben Jor. This guys contribution to the sound of 1960's and 1970's Brasil is just as relevant as Getulio Vargas' was to the celebration of Carnival. His contribution slowly fused Samba-Funk-Rock into an esoteric collaboration that took him from a child pandeiroist to a rhythm setter in the nation of MUSICA POPULAR BRASILEIRO (M.P.B) LISTEN TO MPB live from Rio de Janeiro

His style is best described in a combination of ways.

So here goes...

Mais Que Nada, Ben's debut hit flushed throughout Brazil. He was landed a record deal early in his career while playing for a small intimate crowd. An exec from Philips Brazil was amongst the group of listeners and in a few weeks was signed. Philips put out his first album "Samba Esquema Nova" through Polygram International bought the rights and put out this album cover:
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During the Military Dictatorship that took over Brazil in the 60's and 70's a radical music movement known as Tropicalia emerged as a musical counterattack to the oppressive police state mentality humming from Bahia to Santa Catarina. Ben was part of this movement, which also included international all stars Gilberto Gil and the exile prone Caetano Veloso.
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Ben was very much the anchor of the tropicalistas namely due to his keep-your-nose-clean approach. This didn't dilute his fervor against the Military; he simply used esoteric humor in his music to captivate the hearts and minds of the followers of the movement. Light and Innocent like Bossa Nova, yet enigmatic. One author by the name of John Dougan said it best in this analogy:
Rather than use overly theatrical performance to shock the audience or write songs loaded with political content, Ben became known as one of the country's great musical alchemists, a furiously eclectic songwriter who combined elements of indigenous Brazilian music with a groove from the west coast of Africa.

If you listen to the song "Tamba" you can get an initial feel of what Dougan is talking about (Special thanks to CRASH for the mp3). The guitar sways into the dreamy bossa nova progression along with the light bossa clave as his voice carries that far away chant hovering over the jazz piano. Jorge Ben's style makes you feel like your in three places at the same time. This is where the passion comes in. Passion, according to me, is a sensation that can take you into many directions at the same time and yet give you the comfort knowing your heart is being led to where it is supposed to be. A true journeyman, Ben weaves you through several genres. Just the other day I took my ipod to my local hangout in Pasadena where kids there are mostly into ind-rock, electro, and heavy sub genre emo-brit shit. I put my Jorge Ben playlist on and turned up the volume. The entire place was set into this mood, going about their business with a certain spring in their step. I couldn't tell you how magical it was to see them accept his swingin' rhythms. It was like John Lee Hooker meets Carols Lyra meets Jerry Lee Lewis having lunch with the man Jorge Benjor. If you listen close enough you can find some Jellyroll Morton influence into his posture as well.
If there is one thing Brazilian artists do is fall in love with the "exterior". In portuguese "exterior" has several meanings.
In a social sense, "exterior" is everything outside of Brazil. So, I would say, "God I really love music from the exterior, it makes me feel closer to my dreams." And that is exactly how most Brazilians carry an attitude of the "exterior".
Jorge Ben's "exterior" influences according to me: (Note, this is my personal opinion after years of listening to BenJor)

Elvis Presely
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If you listen enough, you can feel his bluesy rock n' roll swinging voice. Ben is charismatic and bold in tossing his words. He loves to shout and go into a frenzy much like the King, which was Ben's expression of release. If you listen to "O telefone tocou novamente" (The Phone Rang Again), and "Nasimento de un Principe Africano (birth of an african prince) you will hear what I mean.

Jellyroll Morton
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The dixieland swing charms Ben's charisma. The piano back up in most of Ben's bands compliment an old school vibe, preserved as a way to point the listener back in time while he is morphing history into a new sound. Nova Bossa. The piano is frenzied like his voice. The piano and his voice are the two elements that aren't contained and I think are the magic poles that scurry the music into this weirdly comforting frequency. Love I guess.

Count Basie
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Ben's music has big band charm. And that is exactly what Basie had: CHARM. If you notice in the song "Rosa Mas Que Nada" the opening welcomes you with a strong horn section. You feel the room is jam packed with musicians. The jazz/swing structure of most of his songs from the 60's include this Brazilian "innocent" charm in a debauchery of instrument combos. Really maddening stuff that makes you want to move. If you listen to "Rosa Mas Que Nada" (Rose Like Never Before) on repeat, each time the horn into comes in, you feel it stronger than the last. It's as if it's one long long freeform. Another good song to hear the Basieism in Ben is "Mas Que Nada" (Like Never Before).

Lou Reed
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Ben's colloquial lyrics spoke to the oppressed youth of Brazil, primarily in the surreal hey day of Rio's bossa nova innocence. There are many sides to the story and as Reed projected himself through the Velvet-Worhol pioneership of the times in New York, when art and rock was molding together to fight a post modern attack, Ben did the same in Rio with Gilberto Gil when beauty and music were peacefully in conflict.
Check out his duo with Toquinho titled "Carolina Carol Bela" (Beautiful Carolina Carol), a really melancholy and heavy worded tune with this odd forgiving nature. Ben's lyrics has this innocence through lyrical riddles and mini story like analogies. He would blend and allude to dinosaurs, the newspaper and television programs which somehow started a violent movement in the shanty towns called FAVELAS. It's things like that which the "exterior" listener wont catch because of the Brazilian colloquial laden torment under a nice and easygoing tune.




Sam Cooke
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Soul my friends. Ben's melodic songs like Canção de uma Fá (Song for a Fan)

Jerry Lee Lewis
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"Si Manda" (Yeah, deliver it!) "Jovem Samba" (Young Samba) "Amor de Carnaval" (Love for Carnival)








Django Reinhardt
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All I have to say is check out this version of "Que Pena" (What a Pity).

This is just a pinch of what I feel about Jorge Ben. I will do a follow up with more information, songs and Brasilian essence translated to the readers of the "exterior". As for this entry, as soon as my MOG-O-MATIC generates my itunes library I will tag the actual songs by the artists listed above. So stay tuned. Again I would like to thank Crash Pryor for his contribution to this post and all the little tools that help me put out what I feel.

I want to stay

Sly and the Family Stone

Now looking at this cover I can't help but think about some kid at an elementary
school down the street from where the photo was taken. But thats just a bit to deep
into my own self curiosity. I caught the song "If you want me to stay" on seeqpod thinking of a person whom I love so dearly. I had to run a post of the song lyrics and a little nod to this jammin' funk soul combo.

Larry Graham

I'm thinking Larry Graham right now, the man and his central station. Man these were some funky cats laying down the poetry and the FUNK!!! Please stop me if you think these people, along with a wide stock of ahem: Stanley Clarke, Ron Carter, Boostie, and Mr. George Duke, didn't know how to rock you into a frenzy. I'm serious my dear reader, listen again for the primera vez, hear the bass guitar tear you apart. Good for breakup music, episodes of self-pity, and the usual case of what happened to the times...?

I leave you with these lyrics that can best describe how I feel...

If you want me to stay
I'll be around today
To be available for you to see
I'm about to go
And then you'll know
For me to stay here I've got to be me


You'll never be in doubt
That's what it's all about
You can't take me for granted and smile
Count the days I'm gone
Forget reaching me by phone
Because I promise I'll be gone for a while


When you see me again
I hope that you have been
The kind of person that you really are now
You got to get it straight
How could I ever be late
When you're my woman takin' up my time


How could you ever allow
I guess I wonder how
How could you get out of pocket for fun
When you know that you're never number two
Number one gonna be number one


I'll be good
I wish I could
Get this message over to you now
When you see me again
I hope that you have been
The kind of person you really are no
When you see me again
I hope that you have been
The kind of person that you really are now
I'll be so good
I wish I could
Get the message over to you now.


S.F.S

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Please please please!!!!!

When it just couldn't be

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It settles with out a blame,
yet comes like a cold rain.
I notice nothing but weary winds,
blowing through the grassy fields.
Nobody can understand, I am here...
I know what was done, but I was scared.

Hurting you was instilled in the long road,
had nothing been said.
Yet it was, over
in,
out,
and
through your fears I saw my flaw.

Fear not, this will pass.
Far not, this will resolve.

The tender pain is matched with your understanding.
The frequent sound of your voice,
the elevated thoughts of the way it should be.

I hit my pillow knowing I can't,
I felt like I was in my own movie, unable to control...
to bestow upon you a sense of security.

I Love you truly,

You are the only one.

BorisCollage

Maturity
My current position as a writer is build around an author by the name of Atala-Atala. As a translator, nephew, companion and accomplice of Atala-Atala I must openly declare my complete inability to describe this person.
I have ghost written his books into English versions (translated) for the past 3 years now.
Atala-Atala is truly an enigma.
His madness is to sail this universe to find those answers we all question, even if we don't realize it.
I spent seven months working alongside him and every second brought new discoveries and changes to his process, let alone his madness.
This lunatic has taught me so much about the real meaning of life, and all the dimensions that expound once one decides to seek their full potential.
Or better yet, their full power.
My attempt to translate and re-write his first book Lunch with God was one of the weirdest experiences, dealing with real and unreal dimensions of living life.
Lunch with God was the most insane and rewarding challenges.
While even understanding the nature of the author, I had to transform my ways in order to deal with myself and the new world around me.
New feelings, new decisions, new everything protruded into my life.
Thrown into dimensions never imagined was the internal struggle between my logical system, guiding me toward liberating all my old
anxieties to accept what was considered before as "impossible."

Maturity

I guess I'll start off by introducing myself with a simple question. Is the idea of maturity overrated and in need of an overhaul? I currently work as a literary translator and ghost writer for a well known author in Brasil (yes, I use the S instead of Z). This man, this oddity Atala-Atala just wrote me an e-mail today about his new thought process as he writes his 10th book. Title to be kept under wraps of course. So he writes me this email telling me that I remind him of one of the characters, Leeb. In his brokenly brilliant English this is what he had to say - mind you his spelling is also unique and reaching:
Maturity
when i tipe the (book title omitted) always i think about you.

what i see, coming from you and the characters i created is the
omission, the "no" to the maturity.

to dont loose the inocence.

i have a boy named LEEB and i see you in this character.

(in arabic leeb is toy)

i understand you. the denay to the maturity.
you're right.... is a big shit.

dont get mature

-Atala-Atala

That gave me such a peaceful feeling. Being 27 is hard enough with so much expected of you. And when you finally start to confidently share to people that you have decided to write full time, they look at you and shallowly ask, "ohh, so about what?" It even ended a relationship with a brilliant and amazing girl because it just seems to risky to be a writer these days. She had other expectations of me and I don't blame her. I am 27, and I guess in some way I have to make an impression on parents to give them peace about who their daughter is involved with. But why? I don't cause trouble. I just believe in this; and tell me something new that will magically transform me into what you expect out of me. Especially when I fret about selling my soul. Therefore, I am left with two mad crusades from this point in my life. One, is to fight for the union of "each" and "other" into eachother. And to share and find the wisdom of attitude that shines all over the place once you realize it's never ever too late.

Thank You and welcome to my world.

Sincerely,

Boris Collage