Tuesday, January 13, 2009

the art of sampling


"It's the exact same song. He just rhymes over it."

This is a popular opinion when it comes to sampling. To an extent it's true. Some hip-hop songs don't even try to hide the fact that they're taking the catchiest part of a song and looping it. I don't know if anyone remembers P-Diddy back in the day when he was just a little Puff took the riff to Led Zeppelin's classic rock opus Kashmir, looped it and spit hot fire over the beat for the Godzilla soundtrack. It was pretty bad and the only reason the song was ever popular was probably because of the hook. But, we can't chastise an entire art-form for one of its less than adequate perpetrators no more than you can hate landscape painting for all those cheesy Thomas Kinkade paintings that your mom hangs in the bathroom.

What I disagree with most about the above statement is the word "just," as if rhyming, flowing and being a lyricist is such a trivial thing. The quote is real and is something I found under a youtube video for Herb Alperts forgotten classic Rise.



18 years later one of history's greatest MC's, Biggy Smalls, managed to just rhyme over a sample of the before mentioned song. Whether you think he was one of the greatest or not, the track Hypnotize does a pretty good job of finding the middle ground of sampling. It's not completely unreconizable from the original, but different enough to never be confused for the other. The lyrics are good, have a nice flow and do some interesting things rhythmically. To say there is no talent involved is pretty short-sighted. This song goes to show that even somewhere in P-Diddy's over-paid body existed talent when he was working with the right people and not doing his own shit.

Monday, January 12, 2009

The sun ain't gonna shine anymore


Back in 1965, this song was a sort of throw away hit for the boy band-ish group The Walker Brothers. Long before I ever knew who Scott Walker was, I knew this song and didn't really think too much of it other than that it was fairly catchy.

Today more than anything, Scott Walker has a reputation among the indie-scene (as broad as that sounds) for his more recent avant-garde albums Drift and Tilt which are admirable for his continued emphasis on music growth and experimentation, but lack any kind of major impression other than that he just doesn't give a fuck about what anyone wants out of him. But, that's what those crazy indie-kids like, right?

Long before his first five solo masterpieces Scott 1, 2, 3, 4 and Til' the band comes in Scott was the enigmatic frontman of The Walker Brothers who from most accounts back in that time could have rivaled The Beatles in popularity if only they had played the game right and broke out more in the States.

Even in this 1965 video of The sun ain't gonna shine anymore you can see that Scott Walker had a sort of darker carisma at work and a voice that that shames any of those big-time crooners of the era.



Sunday, January 11, 2009

Wearing my rolex

I've kind of come to the conclusion that for now I need to broaden my blogs musical focus. There are only so much great music coming out of Portland at a time and I don't really like to focus too much on the ones already being written about.

Here's a track that I recently came upon from U.K Grime pioneer Wiley. He's a pioneer for sure, but until he dropped "Wearing my rolex" the majority of his recognition came from being linked with Grime phenomenon Dizzee Rascal. If you haven't heard of Dizzee then you're really out of the Grime loop.

This track isn't really true Grime by the standards of those who consider themselves the "Grimiest." But, it's very British and I'm a sucker for a good beat and a good cockney flow. One thing I really like about this one is that it's very much in the vain of old school hip-hop. It's focused around one material item, such as shoes or a watch rather than going on about having everything. It's very reminiscent of Dizzee's track off of last years "Maths and English" titled "Bubbles" where he flaunts his pair of Nike's. Also, I like the fact that Wiley is admitting to letting the female getting the best of her rather than demeaning her. A little different vibe than a lot of mainstream hip-hop.

Wiley - Wearing my rolex



Dizzee Rascal - Bubbles

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Stumpclub: Vol. II

Music is not black and white. Some people want to write songs with great melodies that conform to the standards of what a great melody is as represented by every great pop songwriter. Some people have a shit-load of energy that they need to get out who could care less what a melody is. And then there is a whole lot of in-between.

What makes Stumpclub: Vol. 2 a brilliant compilation is that it represents this spectrum of popular music with full force. There are good examples of both extremes with a whole lot of in between. This is everything that makes the Portland scene so amazing is that even though the outside world doesn't recognize these spectrums, PDX does in spades. Not only is the music created, but it's recognized as being great music. It's a known fact that songs based on pure, raw emotion are just as good and listenable as those with amazing melodies and more predictable sounds and structures. I'm not saying Portland is the only scene that recognizes this cause frankley I've never been a part of any other scene, but it's one of the few that advertises it.

On the side of catchy melodies that will linger in your consciousness for days, there is David Evan (myspace.com/davidevanmusic) who is secretly one of the best song craftsmen that the Stump has to offer, not to mention an amazing producer. "Kill no keepers, Kill no thieves" prooves to be his best written and produced song to date.

For pure emotion and what I imagine is an amazing live show from The Penny Jam video I saw on their myspace page (myspace.com/magicjohnsonmusic), the musical group named after former Lakers b-baller, Dream-teamer and advocate for HIV/Aids prevention and safe sex. In the song Kelly the Antichrist the guitar/drum duo either hate Kelley or love her and hate Christ. Honestly, I don't really care to translate. I don't care either way, because that's not what is appealing about MG. They have the kind of caotic energy that starts revolutions and was drained out of most of us by eighteen from over-consumption of Mountain Dew.

In the middle and by far the best track of the compilation is Raggae Bob by The Hand That Bleeds (myspace.com/handthatbleeds). Even though the song doesn't have the kind of melody that you can sing in the shower, the mix of control and emotion that underline this song is commendable. I'm not sure whether she loves or hates his guy, but the ability of the bass, guitar and vocals to stagnate on the edge of creating a catchy melody or something that has no audible appeal is fucking fantastic. As someone who is always inclined to create majory key sounds, it blows my mind how they are able to naturally hug that line. This isn't something that can be faked or learned. It lies somewhere deep in the unconsciousness of THTB.

Other stand-out bands on Stump Club: Vol 2 are Hockey, Copy and Reporter.

stumpclub.org

Monday, December 15, 2008

Y La Bamba: Alida St


I remember a long time ago, in the early 90's, there was a songwriter named Beck Hanson who couldn't play guitar very well. To say that his recordings were lo-fi and that his guitar was either out of tune and had bad tone was a complete understatement. But, for those who are aware of his pre-"one foot in the grave" recordings, in between the bleeps, the bloops and some down-right ear-numbing tracks, there was a hint of a great songwriter whether or not anyone knew it back then.

Y La Bamba is the kind of artist that garners a lot of hate from some of those who spent years becoming great technical musicians, but never learned how to write a great song or how to be creative with little resources. Every great musician when recording wants to make sure that their tone and presentation is perfect, but they still won't be able to release an album as good as Alida St. or play there guitar as effectively as on "Fasting in San Francisco." The fact is that it's the voice, the melody and the emotion that matter more than any kind of technical prowess.

Alida St. is a collection of songs that couldn't have been written by a great musician. As I'm sure all songwriters can attest, a lot of our most creative work came from our own ignorance of our instruments, their chord progressions and the laid-out way of going about things. It's for that reason that a lot of guitarist/songwriters eventually dabble in alternate tunings as a way of freeing up our minds of it's constraints and trying to reaccess the unknown that was the beginning of our musicianship. It's the same reason that Jack White tries to convince meg to never practice the drums and the same reason I suspect why Eddie Van Halen started writing songs on the keys.

This woman has an amazing voice and flow that can only come from pure emotional delivery. There are so many different speeds, changes, inflections and great vocals steps going on here that there couldn't have been any thinking involved, not to mention how unnoticablely she transitionals from English to Spanish. It doesn't even matter what she is saying half the time because I'm so intranced by the rhythm of her voice. Though there is a lack of major instrumentation on this record her two voices that exist as one throughout the record, playing along with each other at just the right times, fill in the empty space. With the mainstream music world aflutter with whispy-voiced songtresses singing simple melodies that go side-by-side with Macontosh tv adverts, Y La Bamba makes their delivery seem held-back and inexperienced.

Every track on the record needs to be listened to with the exception of "Borthwick Magic," though it does make a nice surprise when you think the album is winding down to find that the last track, "knuckles," is one of the best.

According to Y La Bamba's myspace, she plans on recording a new collection of songs with a full band which leads me to believe that this might be her one and only lo-fi record where we are able to witness her songwriting ability through the shere lack of sound.

myspace.com/ylabamba

<a href="http://ylabamba.bandcamp.mu/album/alida-st">Alida St. by Y La Bamba</a>

Sunday, August 24, 2008

the importance of rhythm (aka why white people don't like hip-hop)



It stills blows my mind when even musicians will proclaim that hip-hop isn't real music when they've probably seen someone who isn't good try to do it. It's a disaster that's equivalent to someone who can't sing trying to belt their way through "Bohemian Rhapsody" at a karaoke bar. I'm sure there are some arguments out their that claim racist reasons for white cultures negation of hip-hop as real music much like those who say that lesbian relationships are sexy flirtations rather than genuine love. But, for me the main cause behind this thought is that black or African music is rooted in rhythm rather than melody. White people, for the most part (because i speak generally) like their drummers in the background. They don't understand music that is based around the rhythm rather than the melody.

At the same time this could go to explain why white people supposedly can't dance. When you haven't grown up around rhythm you probably can't express it with your body. But, there are white guys who play the drums and can't dance, but they've probably never tried too often to express it with their entire body. Most of us have probably only seen family members dancing on a handful of occasions. We ourselves have probably only danced at certain family occasions and awkward middle school dances. Basically it hasn't been part of of lives or our music.

But, this is changing. Younger white people are getting into hip-hop music, but mostly for the wrong reasons. They'll blast it in their tricked out Honda Civics until their mid-twenties, but then they'll disavow it when they are older and have kids. I think this is because they were into mainstream hip-hop because of the absurd lyrics and situations. Once they become older they feel as if they've grown out of it and find it destructive. They probably didn't really like the music form itself. There were other reasons beyond the music that drew them to it. It was a short-term flirtation.

I don't know. What I'm saying might be controversial. Let me know if you think I'm wrong, but remember that I'm speaking generally. There are always exceptions, but you can't really discuss anything by using the very few exceptions. For the majority of us I think this rings pretty true.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

scenes go with songwriting like hammers nail pretzels...


forgive me for the really bad metaphor, but it was an on the fly thing and i didn't really want to go with something cliche, like chocolate and onions.
in one of my previous blogs i briefly implied that musical scenes more often than not fail to encourage good songwriting.

"The ultimate failure of scenes and things that categorize music into a small box is that they emphasize the technical aspects of the music being performed or listened to, not songwriting."

Granted, this is a simple reduction of something that is a little more complex as scenes can be, so I'll go into a little more detail. First, I'll make a statement as to what I feel categorizes a scene.

1. Style: There is a certain way of dress that allows scenesters to define themselves as part of their own subculture. It allows them to not only let others know they are a part of it, but it also helps them define themselves as a human being as being a part of something larger than them that is special. For many people music isn't just music. Life is routine and the daily grind can tend to make us feel very unspecial, like our lives are virtually meaningless. Style allows people in a scene, especially those who aren't contributing to the music, to define themselves a part of something they see as great so that they don't have to define themselves by their employment, which is typically low wage and service related. A lot of us grew up with working parents who didn't have much of a life of their own. We always told ourselves we'd be better than that, but failed to learn a skill that would separate us from the majority. So, style is an easy way to do that.

2. Youth and Emotions: One of the most important aspects of a thriving scene is its ability to emotionally connect to the people around it, especially the younger generations who have the expendable time and energy to be a part of something that has no monetary or job-related gain for the majority of its participants. Once you've past a certain age and your life is full of more and more responsibilities you don't have the time or desire in music unless you actually love the music. Most of the general population you know has a cd collection of music that came out before they moved out on their own and had financial responsibilities. They will own the cd's from their favorite high school/college bands and if they have anything new it will usually be from those same artists or their solo projects. They just don't have the time for new music or anything that seems so frivolous to someone who is concerned about children, mortgages, bills, etc. Also, these people have mellowed out a bit since they were 16. If they listen to new music it probably won't be something that has the youthful anger/angst that most thriving scenes emote. Mellow attitudes don't usually rally people together. Ultimately, this is why once you pass a certain age you are no longer the target of the music industry. They know you don't buy cd's anymore and if you do it's not their market.

Music: It depends who you ask, but most people would probably say that the music is ultimately the most important aspect of a scene, though I would disagree. It's way too complicated to say that it's all about the music. The emotional aspects are probably more important. But, I digress.

Now to the subject of the title. Musically, scenes are more about the instruments you play, the loudness, the softness, the style of singing, subject of lyrics, the clothes you wear, the attitude you have on stage, whether you care or are apathetic, the speed, etc. ultimately, the show will draw if it falls in line with the style and emotional desires to be a part of the scene. people will come because all of their friends will be their and this will make them feel special, needed and a part of a group. most of them will say they like your music and dance to it, but wont likely buy the cd. if they do, they probably won't listen to it much. in the loneliness of their room they'll probably be more likely to break out The Cure, David Bowie or Bob Dylan. That's why, in my original quote, I claimed that most scenes, even the really thriving ones will produce only a handful of successful bands out of the thousands that didn't go far. The ones who rise to the top were the ones who wrote good pop music, the kind of music that you actually want to listen to when your friends aren't around. In the end, scenes involve too many non-music related facets to put any real emphasis on songwriting. It's easy to get lost in the more shallow aspects of a scene and forget that you need to make a great record first.