Kevin Moist
Son of Nailing Smoke to the Wall - 2007 in Review (part 1)
KM kicks things off
It seems like just last week we were putting the finishing touches on our "Best of 06" columns, yet here we are again trying to make sense of another four seasons of musical output. In retrospect, it seems like I didn't really come across a lot of new music that was breathtakingly new this year, but I did hear plenty of stuff that pleased my ears just fine. Like my friend Tony Dale (below), I'll call it a year of consolidation and expansion rather than revolutionary advance, but I don't think that's a bad thing at all; refining and extending are worthwhile steps that easily can be forgotten in the midst of today's constant mania for novelty.
Xenis Emputae Travelling Band's "Idiosyncratically English Works of Magic"
I've always been a pretty firm believer in Sturgeon' s Law,
the postulate credited to science fiction writer Theodore Sturgeon that "90% of
everything is crud" - a number that, in today's user-generated media world, might
seem even higher. But I think the percentages are holding pretty
steady, it's just that the sheer volume
of stuff out there has jumped
exponentially in recent years. Which is a great (if sometimes exasperating) thing
for dedicated music fans (though perhaps not for their bank accounts), since it
means that the overall amount of genuinely creative sound production has also exploded.
Certainly the ability to self-release and virtual-distribute one's own music
has made it possible for folks who wouldn't have gotten a second glance from most
conventional "record labels" to spread their sounds to similarly-minded others
Anvil Salute in "A State of Perpetual Transformation..."
If there's a drawback to the ongoing deluge of musical
riches in this microlabel networked post-whatever age, it would have to be the
sheer difficulty of keeping up with all the wondrous and varied sounds emerging
from all corners of the geo-musical spectrum. It's just too damn easy for
quality to fall through the cracks, especially if it's not aligned with a
currently "hip" label or scene (and yes, scene-herd thinking is as alive and
well on the undergrounds as anywhere else). Take, for instance, Norman, OK's
Anvil Salute, whose stellar second CDR release New Crusaders of the 11th Commandment sat in a pile
beside my stereo for nearly five months before I finally got around to hearing
it - at which point it immediately shouldered its way into a spot on my best-of-2006 favorites list - and
Bringing the Sexy and Listening to Space - Tanakh's Outernational Music
Among a whole weekend of high musical points, one of our favorite experiences at last April's Terrastock 6 in Providence, RI
was the festival's opening set by Tanakh. Their recently-released CD Ardent
Fevers had really spun our heads, & it ended up being one of the real
recorded highlights of 06. Tony Dale summed up our feelings in his 06-roundup rave, calling it "a
sensory overload of songwriting classicism and rock dynamics, tightly
controlled pop-songs and explosive guitar freak-outs ... Shattering the paradigm
of the psychedelic underground, Ardent Fevers is a release that
deserved to be heard by millions." So we were especially interested to see how
they would work this stuff live, and fought our way through various (mostly
self-created) potholes to be sure we were at the AS220 club in time for them to
take the stage.
Nailing Smoke to the Wall - 2006 in review, part 1
KM up first
The practice of looking back on a previous year's cultural
output seems to be almost a necessary ritual among those who pay attention to
such things, but 2006 highlighted a whole range of developments that make such
attempts harder and harder to countenance and conceptualize. In music
especially, most of my serious-listening friends and acquaintances seem to
agree that this past year was one real damn doozy, and even kind of dizzying in
some regards. The sheer abundance of music (available via microlabels, self-releases,
downloads in addition to the usual channels) made it nearly impossible for any
individual to keep up with new developments in any but the smallest corner of
the world of sound. Plus, I mean, the whole concept of time as a linear
count-up and count-down thing is starting to get pretty fuzzy in our
Stuff we didn't pay for . . . - November 06
Y'know, it's kinda surprising that a publication located as
far off the main highways as Deep Water Acres still receives a significant
amount of music sent our way for possible review. We're mighty grateful for it
though, yes we are. There's just such an explosion in creative independent
music-making nowadays, and thanks to technological advances so much more of it
is available/findable than ever before, that it can be a real bear to keep up
with it all. We do try to stay on top of things, but making time even for the
music we've spent our hard-earned money on (or traded a chicken for, or
whatever) can be a big enough challenge, let alone sorting through all the surprises
that arrive in the mail. Now, it's only fair to note that some of those items don't
necessarily fit within our particular purview, though we're still thankful for
the chance to hear ‘em. But at least a few do hit us right where we live (here,
that would be), and so we'd like to take this opportunity to spill a few words
in their honor.




