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2020_03_16 (1)SOUNDTRACK: MOUNT EERIE-Tiny Desk Concert #945 (February 12, 2020).

maxresdefaultI’ve heard of Mount Eerie, but I didn’t really know that much about them. And when I say them, I really mean him, Phil Elverum.

Phil Elverum’s songs come full circle, swooping down like vultures and floating up like ashes from flames. Throughout his work in Mount Eerie and The Microphones, idealism comes up against realism, existence entangles with impermanence and love discovers new forms. So when he sings, “Let’s get out the romance,” in close harmony with Julie Doiron at the Tiny Desk, there’s a history going back nearly two decades to an isolated cabin in Norway where he first wrote the phrase.

I have never really enjoyed quiet, sad music.  It’s just not my thing.  So this Tiny Desk is definitely not my favorite.  Although I can appreciate the intensity of his lyrics and the beautiful way his and Julie’s voices combine.

They recorded an album, Lost Wisdom Pt. 2, last year.

the sparsely decorated, deeply felt album meditates on a heart still breaking and mutating, but also gently reckons with a younger version of himself. That refrain on “Belief” is performed here with only an electric guitar and a nylon-string acoustic bought in Stockholm during that Scandinavian trip many years ago.

“Belief” opens with quiet acoustic guitar and then the two of them singing together.  And it’s pretty intense:

Elverum remembers himself as a young man who begged “the sky for some calamity to challenge my foundation.” We then become the Greek chorus, witness to the unfolding tragedy: first, the death of his wife and mother to their child, the musician and illustrator Geneviève Castrée, in 2016; then the marriage to actor Michelle Williams in 2018 and their divorce less than a year later. “‘The world always goes on,'” Doiron sings in answer, quoting a Joanne Kyger poem, “‘Breaking us with its changes / Until our form, exhausted, runs true.'”

Doiron’s guitar contributions are so minimal, she doesn’t play for most of the song.   The song runs almost seven minutes and does seem to end mid-sentence.

When “Belief” suddenly ends, seemingly in the middle of a thought, Elverum’s eyes search the room. The audience responds with applause, but a version of this dynamic plays out everywhere he’s performed for the last three years — long silences broken up by tentative claps, nervous laughs struck by grief and absurdity.

The second song, “Enduring The Waves” is only three minutes long.  He begins it by speak/singing “Reading about Buddhism” and I wasn’t sure if it was a lyric or an introduction.  It’s a lyric.  This song features Julie and Phil singing seemingly disparate lines over each other until their final lines match up perfectly  The construction of this song is really wonderful even if it is still a pretty slow sad song,

“Love Without Possession” Julie sings the first verse and after her verse, Phil starts strumming his guitar in what can only be described as a really catchy sort of way.  They harmonize together and Doiron includes minimal electric guitar notes.  This is my favorite song of the bunch.

[READ: March 13, 2020] “My High-School Commute”

Colin Jost is one of the presenters on Saturday Night Live‘s Weekend Update.  I think he’s very funny and has a great sarcastic tone.  Although, I have to agree with the title of his new memoir: A Very Punchable Face.

This is an amusing essay about his daily commute to high school, in which he took “a journey by land, sea and underground rocket toilet.”

His grandfather always told him about the value of an education–protect your brain! was his constant refrain.

It was his brain that got him out of Staten Island.  It got him into a Catholic high school called Regis* *Regis Philbin was named after my high school but went to Cardinal Hayes High School which was full of kids who beat the shit out of kids who went to Regis.

Regis is one of the best schools in the country and it is free–tens of thousands of kids apply for 120 spots. (more…)

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lynchSOUNDTRACK: Deconstructing Beck (1998).

decon  Back in 1998, Illegal Art made (small) headlines by releasing this collection of songs that were comprised exclusively of Beck samples, none of which were cleared by Beck.  The whole thing was, well, illegal.  Naturally, there was a lawsuit, but Illegal Art is still around, and so is Beck, so who knows where this went.

I’ve always appreciated Illegal Art and the whole pastiche style best represented by Negativland and Plunderphonics.  And I believe the point of this CD was quite valid–you shouldn’t be allowed to sample artists simply because you have lots of money.  Since Beck’s label could afford to pay people, he was allowed to sample them.  Whereas small time and unknown artists could never afford to sample someone.  So, how is that fair or even a good way to create art?

So Deconstructing Beck seems like an awesome idea.  Beck in 1998 (just after the huge success of Odelay!) was known for his sampling.  So why not sample him?

But here’s where the theory is better than the practice.  Most of the artists on the disc aren’t making music, they’re making art or a point.  So they cut and paste Beck’s sounds into what is mostly 3-4 minutes of unrecognizable chunks.  Unrecognizable as Beck, unrecognizable as music.  Some of them reduce the sounds to essentially a drum beat.  Others have taking snips and sounds and have pasted them together in a very jarring way–which is kind of the point of a lot of this style of music.

Occasionally Beck songs are actually recognizable in the noise.  You can hear “Where It’s At,” a bit of Devil’s Haircut,” the obligatory “Loser” cut, “Jack-Ass” which in track two is played basically in its entirety but has the sound randomly dropped out, and for some reason, “Readymade” is in two songs. Some of the samplers go all the way back to Soulmanure and One Foot, but mostly they grab the spoken tracks–Beck as a young boy and the old man Ken–and they just sample them in chunks, not really manipulating them at all.

Aside from the general unlistenableness of the disc (and clearly it’s not really meant to be easy listening), it’s really disappointing that they were given the task of deconstructing Beck and in at least 5 of the songs you would never even know that it was Beck that was sampled in the first place.  What’s the point?  I realize that in 1998, technology wasn’t as easy to use as it is now, but I understand that these were made on a Mac, not with tape.  Not to mention at least two or three make songs that are actually interesting to listen to.  So, worthy cause or not, Deconstructing Beck is disappointing and isn’t likely to convince anyone.

[READ: March 15, 2014] Naming

Like Deconstructing Beck, I really wanted to like this book.  It is a collection of art by director David Lynch.  Lynch has been making static art for years.  I have another book of his called Images which is mostly photographs.

The premise behind this collection is Lynch’s use of words in his art.  So for instance the cover drawing is of a very simple house with the words “modern house” at the bottom.

Every picture in this collection has words in it, either written by Lynch or included in the photograph.  And they date back as old as 1979 . (more…)

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