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SATURDAY, JUNE 18
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  NORTHSIDE FESTIVAL SHOWCASE PRESENTED BY OTHER MUSIC & ACADEMY ANNEX
Other Music is teaming up with our good friends at Academy Annex for a bit of record store solidarity -- and fun -- at this year's Northside Festival, and on Saturday, June 18, we'll be hosting some of our favorite performers in both rooms of Williamsburg's Public Assembly. It's a pretty awesome and diverse line-up, running the gamut from garage pop to bluesy stoner choogle, to dark electro to cosmic ambientscapes. The full-line-up is listed below and we hope you can join us!

12:30AM Light Asylum (Back Room)
12AM The Babies (Front Room)
11:30PM Innergaze (Back Room)
11PM Janka Nabay (Front Room)
10:30PM ARP (Back Room)
10PM Endless Boogie (Front Room)
Front Room DJ Doug Shipton (B-Music/Finders Keepers)
Back Room DJ Veronica Vasicka (Minimal Wave)

     
 
   
       
   
     
 
 
FEATURED NEW RELEASES
Mehdi Zannad
Cults
Fucked Up
Ford & Lopatin
Battles
Laid (Various)
Holy Other
Gene Hunt Presents Chicago Dance Tracks
David Sylvian
Les Rallizes Denudes
Black Lips
City Center
Arctic Monkeys

 

 

Rob (Funky Rob Way)
Orchestre Poly-Rythmo de Cotonou
LV & Joshua Idehen
The Meters
Kate Bush
Mick Harvey
Ray Camacho & the Teardrops

All of this week's new arrivals.
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Heresy of the Free Spirit






Iceage
  UPCOMING IN-STORE PERFORMANCES
HERESY OF THE FREE SPIRIT & PAUL METZGER: TONIGHT, THURSDAY, JUNE 9 @ 8:30PM
Featuring Dutch lutenist Jozef Van Wissem and Brooklyn-based multi-instrumentalists Robbie Lee and Che Chen, Heresy of the Free Spirit plays Van Wissem's arrangements of lute compositions and improvisations that draw on early music, folk traditions, modern composition and noise. This special performance will be in support of the trio's new LP A Prayer for Light and Van Wissem's new solo album The Joy That Never Ends, followed by a set from Paul Metzger, whose singular brand of solo banjo music is equally influenced by American primitive, Indian raga, and Middle Eastern tonality.


ICEAGE: WEDNEDSAY, JUNE 22 @ 8PM
These young Copehenhagen punks have already sold out a couple of small-label pressings of their first album, New Brigade, and Brooklyn's What's Your Rupture? is stepping up to the plate to give the record a proper North American release on Tuesday, June 21. The following night, Iceage will be celebrating its release playing a set of their exhilarating post-punk/hardcore at Other Music.

OTHER MUSIC: 15 East 4th Street, NYC
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  TICKET GIVE-AWAY TO VETIVER
Celebrating his fifth Vetiver album, The Errant Charm, Andy Cabic and his band will performing in New York City at the Mercury Lounge this Tuesday, June 14, the evening of the record's release, with special guest Luke Rathborne. We're giving away two pairs of tickets to this great night of music, and you can enter to win by emailing tickets@othermusic.com. We'll notify the two winners this Friday.

TUESDAY, JUNE 14
MERCURY LOUNGE: 217 East Houston Street, NYC

     
 
   
   
 
 
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  WIN TICKETS: THE BUNKER, NO FUN & WIERD AT THE NORTHSIDE FESTIVAL
Next Thursday, June 16, the Bunker, No Fun and Wierd are coming together to present this amazing bill as a part of the Northside Festival. Featuring Rene Hell, Xeno & Oaklander, Carlos Giffoni, Silent Servant, Laurel Halo, Kindest Lines and DJ Shawn NoEQ (Led Er Est, Further Reductions), this is one of the must-see shows of the Brooklyn festival, and we've got a pair of tickets up for grabs. Email giveaway@othermusic.com to enter, and we'll notify the winner this Friday.

THURSDAY, JUNE 16
PUBLIC ASSEMBLY: 70 N. 70th Street BKLN

ALSO: Don't miss the Bunker this Friday, June 10 at Public Assembly, featuring an eight-hour set from Berlin's Peter Van Hoesen (!!) in the back room, with Mike Servito, Bethany Benzur, and Ryan Smith & Ron Like Hell playing in the front room. Enter to win a pair of tickets by emailing: contest@othermusic.com.

     
 
   
   
 
 
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  WIN TICKETS TO SPECIAL BEADY EYE PERFORMANCE
Other Music is giving away a pair of tickets to an intimate performance from Liam Gallagher's new band Beady Eye, which also features late-period Oasis alums Andy Bell, Gem Archer and Chris Sharrock, on June 22, at 8PM. This show will be simulcast on 20 radio stations across the country as a part of CBS Interactive's Live on Letterman series, broadcast from the Ed Sullivan Theater, the same studio where the Late Show with David Letterman is recorded. To enter, email tickets@othermusic.com and we'll notify the winner on Monday, June 13th.

     
 
   
   
   
   
   
       
   

 

 

     
 

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  MEHDI ZANNAD
Fugue
(Third Side)

"L'Aeroport"
"Au Revoir"

Other Music North American Exclusive!! I'm absolutely thrilled to be able to offer up this delicious slice of contemporary French pop by Mehdi Zannad, best known to indie-pop fans from the two excellent albums he recorded as Fugu in the early 2000s, along with a batch of singles made in collaboration with the likes of Stereolab and Saint Etienne. Those albums remain some of my favorite pop music of recent memory, ably blending the sunny '70s singer-songwriter vibes of classic Emitt Rhodes or early solo McCartney with string and horn arrangements sounding like a baroque Brian Wilson. Those records were written and sung in English, yet with Fugue, his debut release under his own name, Zannad delivers ten songs in his native French, co-written with filmmaker Serge Bozon (responsible for the excellent Mods and also La France, whose soundtrack included vintage 1960s tunes from John Pantry as well as new tracks written by Zannad and Bozon).

This album continues the Rhodesian power pop of the Fugu records, but adds a touch of Todd Rundgren and Big Star influence to the mix, not to mention a bit of the lean French-rock efficiency of Marie & Les Garçons or Michel Polnareff, and more of that baroque light-psychedelia; overflowing with instantly hummable melodies and luscious vocal harmonies floating atop concise, catchy arrangements, this is sunshine pop of the highest caliber. This is one of the best, most beautiful records I've heard all year, and much like Arnaud Fleurent-Didier's La Reproduction from 2010, is one of the finest examples of modern French pop out there today. If you enjoyed that record, you'll find much to love here, and similarly, we're the only people in the United States carrying Fugue. The first Fugu album was a big album for Other Music upon its release back in 2001, and it feels good to have Zannad back on our shelves. This is one of those records that grabs the attention of anyone within earshot when I play it in the shop, and for my money, it's one of the best releases of 2011. Don't sleep if this sounds like your thing; let the sunshine in! [IQ]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  CULTS
Cults
(Columbia)

"Go Outside"
"Never Saw the Point"

Born on the Lower East Side, raised on vintage rock and girl-group pop, and weaned on a web buzz so powerful it could have easily overwhelmed their music, Cults have finally delivered their self-titled debut, and after all the talk, there is a (small) body of work we can digest here. If you spend any time at all looking at the indie blogs, you have read something about this mysterious NYC duo over the past year or so, and while it would be tempting to write off a band who is bathed in such hyperbole (and a major label contract to boot) on the strength of just a handful of simple pop songs, I think we can give Cults a pass. Unlike most young artists caught in the klieg lights, Cults have largely let their music speak for itself, and now they have a solid half-hour of it to do some talking.

If you loved "Go Outside," the sunny single that brought Cults to the attention of so many (the track is included here), you will not be disappointed with this set. The formula that they laid out on that cut is pretty consistent throughout, though there is enough variety to keep things interesting. The band, led by guitarist/multi-instrumentalist Brian Oblivion and singer Madeline Follin, owe a heavy debt to the Shangri-Las and early-'60s sunshine pop, with bouncy harmonies, loads of reverb, and some great guitar and piano riffs, augmented with xylophone, simple percussion, and -- here's the trick -- some well-placed samples and drum machine loops. They actually do a better job than many of their peers (like Dum Dum Girls and Best Coast) at updating the sound, and Follin makes the most of the melancholy that ran below the surface of much classic girl-group fare; the band has a dark underside, for sure. Cults keep it short and sweet on their debut, and they offer enough variety -- light and dark, old and new, fast and slow -- to keep us with them. They are not rewriting the book, but Cults have penned a nice new chapter, and fans of any of the above-mentioned will find much to love here. [JM]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  FUCKED UP
David Comes to Life
(Matador)

"Queen of Hearts"
"I Was There"

I was a little leery when I started hearing details about this one -- the best hardcore band operating on the planet was releasing a rock opera? While there was no way these ambitious Toronto punks were going Green Day on us, you couldn't totally put it past them to try their hand at creating their answer to Yoshimi or 2112. Thankfully there are no pink robots or Priests of the Temple of Syrinx involved here; instead we land in a fictitious town in Thatcher-era England and meet a downtrodden light bulb factory worker named David (the same David Eliade we've met before in a few other Fucked Up songs), who's fallen in love with a leftist firebrand named Veronica. She is soon killed -- possibly by David himself, though it's never revealed -- and from there, we follow the protagonist through his downward spiral and his eventual discovery of love again, with sub-themes ranging from working class struggle to existential matters like the existence of God. Did you just cringe a little? Don't. While the storyline naturally plays out in linear fashion over these 18 tracks, Damian "Pink Eyes" Abraham's blood-soaked howl keeps things from spiraling into pretention -- and frankly the plot is just too convoluted to follow without the assistance of a lyric sheet. And the music is enthralling, invigorating, and the best thing we've heard from this already great group.

This is the sound of an excellent band coming into its own, and while dense guitars still crunch, chime and swirl over the pummeling rhythm section, you can also hear Fucked Up shaking free of any hardcore shackles. It's not that the group could have ever passed any HC purity test, they've been playing by their own rules since day one, but the pop sensibility here is undeniable; when the crystalline voice of Cults' Madeline Follin (who plays Veronica) answers Pink Eyes' sandpaper wail during "Queen of Hearts," you can't help but scratch your head -- it shouldn't work but they go great together, like chocolate and peanut butter. Guest spots from Kurt Vile and Canadian folk singer Jennifer Castle also provide some nice melodic relief during the epic 78-minute ride, but Fucked Up are in the driver's seat from beginning to end. By the five-and-a-half-minute anthem of a closer, "Lights Go Up," it's clear that the band have done more than successfully pull off a concept album. They've stepped out of the mosh pit and into the big arena, and rock fans of all stripes are invited. [GH]

 
         
   
   
   
   
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  FORD & LOPATIN
Channel Pressure
(Mexican Summer)

"Emergency Room"
"The Voices"

Formerly known as Games, Ford & Lopatin head deeper into the playfully funky, nostalgic synth-pop territory that they explored on last year's fantastic Games That We Can Play, an album which hit the nail on the head in recreating imaginary '80s movie soundtrack anthems. That said, Channel Pressure is by no means Games That We Can Play 2, as the new record drops the pastiche of the debut and hones in on a strong theme and singular sound. The material may be throwback but the duo of Tigercity's Joel Ford and Daniel Lopatin (a/k/a Oneohtrix Point Never) embraces the synthesizer for all it's worth, displaying incredible dexterity in their pop melodies and a disposition for glitchy electronica. While Oneohtrix Point Never continues to gain critical recognition, Lopatin rounds out his synth love with these unapologetically noodly dance jams. In the best of ways, this kind of '80s nostalgia and Prince worship make Channel Pressure fall into the family of contemporary chilled-out dance music by the likes of Com Truise, Dolphins into the Future, or Autre Ne Veut while always retaining a clear F&L signature throughout. Though the nostalgic lens and white-boy soul may generate a conspiratorial chuckle, the gear behind this record as well as the wizardry behind the duo's production ensures that this stuff is certified for dance floors, night drives, and arcades everywhere.

Channel Pressure marks the christening of Mexican Summer's Software imprint, which will be under the tutelage of Ford & Lopatin. This is very good news, as it promises many more exciting releases to come, and as far as I'm concerned, everything Daniel Lopatin has touched has thus far turned to gold. [BCa]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  BATTLES
Gloss Drop
(Warp)

"Ice Cream"
"Sweetie & Shag"

It was hard not to wonder what Tyondai Braxton's recent departure from Battles would mean for the band. Though the powerhouse trio of drummer John Stanier (Helmet, Tomahawk), guitarist Ian Williams (Don Caballero, Storm and Stress) and bassist Dave Konopka (Lynx) had laid the initial groundwork for the group's arty prog-funk on a series of pre-Tyondai EPs, Braxton's presence on Mirrored was inarguably the centerpiece of their debut long-player, his alien pitch-shifted vocals often providing a much-needed (oddball) pop counterweight for Battles' virtuosic excursions. Though his presence may be missing here on Gloss Drop, it's not necessarily missed, with the trio inviting a handful of collaborators who help the band explore new directions while still creating a record that couldn't have come from anyone but Battles. We were initially tipped off to this via the album's great first single (and accompanying NSFW video), "Ice Cream," which found the group sexing it up a bit with Kompakt all-star Matias Aguayo, who grunts and groans over the trio's propulsive math-funk riffs and Williams' choppy, metallic guitar harmonics.

Though Battles' complex interplay between the members' striking musicianship and weird, effected electronics is still the heart and soul of these new songs, the group seems to have notched down the frantic kineticism of Mirrored a touch. In fact, a track like "Sweetie & Shag" would have been unthinkable on the last album, the song flirting with a straightforward minimalist rock arrangement, only subtly upended by a dissonant piano that's pounding deep in the mix beneath the smoky vocals of Blonde Redhead's Kazu Makino. We also find the trio experimenting with lots of tropical influences, offsetting the dark techno-funk of "Rolly Bayce" with a splash of calypso atmosphere, and offering up island romps like the breezy "Dominican Fade" and "Inchworm," a jaunty instrumental in which angular post-rock gets a soca makeover as shimmering loops of steel drum sounds mimic the digital chatter from a pool deck full of cartoon robots. Elsewhere, "My Machines" finds Gary Numan's unmistakable icy croon soaring above Stanier's high-speed drumming and sci-fi dramatics while album closer "Sundome" proves to be Gloss Drop's most far-out seven-and-a-half minutes. Slowly building from an odd combination of haunting drones and a bright, processed cadence of steel drums, Battles eventually comes together in martial lockstep with a pitch-shifted Yamantaka Eye chanting like some sort of cosmic shaman, the track playing out like a Boredoms deconstruction of Zeppelin's "Kashmir." I hope the group's got the number for Robert Plant's agent; I'm already thinking of collabos for the next record. [GH]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  VARIOUS ARTISTS
Laid
(Laid / Dial)

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I like to imagine that when they originally named their essential house music label, the masterminds at Dial were always intending to someday launch an even deeper house label called Laid; it's just too perfect. The sister imprint has released ten singles to date, taking the ethereal European house sound of Dial on a loving trip to Detroit, and arriving just to the left of classic house, while keeping the arrangements fresh and forward-thinking. This collection showcases many of the best tracks from the 12-inches, unexpectedly soulful yet modern productions from experimentalists like Lowtec ("Use Me" is truly one of the most gorgeous cuts he's ever done), the underground wunderkind Kassem Mosse (exceptionally sick), as well as a killer track from deep Detroit house master/veteran Rick Wade, who delivered the debut 12" on Laid back in 2009. Of course, new wave Dial artists like Rndm, Small People and John Roberts come correct here too.

As good as all this might sound on paper, the way this collection really delivers, aside from the individual tracks themselves, is the programming; not since Dial's enigmatic Hamburgeins have we heard such a seductive selection/sequence of tracks on a compilation. (I can only imagine the sequencing was overseen by master DJ/programmer Pete "Lawrence" Kersten.) The atmosphere hits you straight away and each track works its way through a set of frequencies that take you deeper and deeper into the Laid universe -- dare I call it sensual? I have to say that I didn't quite realize how special these tracks were until I heard them on this compilation; the mood is so distinct that it took hearing them all together to grasp all the subtle yet powerful details. In case you're wondering, yes, you will listen to this like an album, from beginning to end; let Laid take you somewhere you need to be!!! Ultra-highest recommendation. Top of 2011 list-maker here!!! [SM]

 
         
   
   
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  HOLY OTHER
With U
(Tri Angle)

"Touch"
"Know Where"

One of the most consistent of all the chill-wave/witch house labels popping up across the new-school spaceways is the near-perfect and ever-mysterious Tri Angle Records. Over the last year their slow and sparse releases have each made an impact: Balam Acab, oOoOO, How to Dress Well, and now the Manchester-based Holy Other. Slow motion bliss pop with chopped and screwed R&B vocal snippets, skeletal and dragging beats, haunting synths, analogue-meets-digital production and a druggy emotional haze is the formula that's put to great use across these five songs; dark yet with a quiet sense of beauty, a calm stillness is present amongst these haunting love passages. Yes, that's what Holy Other brings to the table, a taste for the bliss of Balearic beats, chillout rooms with young bodies intertwined, spaced-out dubstep frames, and synth-filled shoegaze -- kinda like Burial, but prettier. Each song is a stand out, yet the pinnacle seems to be "Touch." Positioned in the middle of the EP, this track brings the rhythm into an almost solid stride, teasing your longing to dance, it then breaks completely down into a smoke cloud, slowly re-emerging with a new beat, a few additional vocal samples, and a new sense of direction. It's like watching a relationship form, grow, breakdown, dissolve, and resurface again with a new emotional center, all in four minutes and seventeen seconds. The title track that follows is like a lover's plea caught in the throat of the speaker, never quite being able to express all that he desires. Tri Angle believes in the less-is-more approach in their release schedule, availability, and sonic aesthetic, and so far it seems to be working quite well. Another collection of ghostly beats to fuel your love machine. [DG]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  VARIOUS ARTISTS
Gene Hunt Presents: Chicago Dance Tracks
(Rush Hour)

"You're Mine Vs. Destination (Zernell Gillie's Rework)"
"Gherkin Aftermath 909" Mike Dunn

I reviewed the first volume of this essential collection a couple of weeks back, and now we have another double LP of material from the same well that Hunt drew the last set, plus a double CD collecting everything from both LP sets in one tidy package. What can I say that hasn't already been said? These are unreleased, reel-to-reel tape-edited early acid house tracks that were exclusive private pressings for a group of Chicago-based DJs, producers and their friends ONLY. They are the best of the genre, and up to now have never been commercially available -- these are the secret weapons the best DJs of the era kept to themselves for their live sets, the stuff that makes the dancefloor think collectively "what the hell is the DJ doing?!" while their bodies just give in to the sound. You will be amazed at the quality control, variety, and truly vintage (quality and age) sounds here. (And this second volume of the vinyl has one extra track not found on the CD, a Ron Hardy edit of "Trust" that I count as one of my all time fave secret weapon tracks, the dankest, most evil cut from this era that I know of.)

This is not smiley-face UK rave house, it's the earlier/rawer, late-'80s/early-'90s, post-disco Chicago HOUSE music. There are similarities to Italo house, which played a part in influencing this sound, but it's much more raw -- imagine a simultaneous injection of Philly soul, disco, Chris and Cosey-era industrial synth plus a dropper full of early hip-hop, made with (then) cheaply acquired 303s and 909s. It's not all squelchy and crazy either; some of the tracks are just deep and thumping (Larry Heard, Craig Loftus, Mr. Fingers) while some really "jack the house" like Mike Dunn's "Gherkin Aftermath," Farley Jackmaster Funk etc. I have a sneaking suspicion that half the people that need this in their lives won't realize until it's gone out of print. This horrible thought almost brings tears to my eyes, so if you have any inkling toward this sound, whether you're into analog coldwave/disco/techno/hip-hop/whatever, or just into genuine, grassroots, homemade/outsider music, don't hesitate; dive in head-first now and sort it out later! [SM]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  DAVID SYLVIAN
Died in the Wool: Manafon Variations
(Samadhisound)

"Died in the Wool"
"Random Acts"

David Sylvian returns with a new double-CD set comprised of what he calls "Manafon Variations." In essence, these are newly recorded arrangements of the songs from his last proper album, Manafon, which saw him creating a stark, brutally gorgeous record of modern chamber music constructed out of improvisations by some of Europe and Japan's most talented instrumental minimalists, including Eddie Prévost, Toshimaru Nakamura, Keith Rowe, Sachiko M, Otomo Yoshihide, and Christian Fennesz, among many others. These new versions replace and integrate elements of those original sessions with new string arrangements by composer Dai Fujikura, plus new mixes of certain Manafon tracks by producers/electronic artists Jan Bang and Erik Honoré, and a handful of new songs as well. The second disc in the set is comprised of a stereo mix of a single 20-odd-minute instrumental piece recorded for an installation at the Biennial of Canaries 2008-2009, featuring the talents of John Butcher, Arve Henriksen, Nakamura, and Prévost along with Fujikara's direction of a string quartet.

Altogether, this makes for a listening experience which retains the themes of desolation and emotional reckoning that Manafon so brilliantly explored, but recasting them in a musical landscape that is the polar opposite of Manafon's extreme reductionism. Silences are filled up with dense swells of sound, and new silences are opened up; much like the original arrangements, though, texture and feeling show greater emphasis than traditional melodicism, of which Sylvian's voice is the sole representative element. There is no equal comparative reference to make in Sylvian's back catalogue; yet again, he's blazing new trails for a singer/songwriter and their embrace of the avant-garde. Compare it if you will to recent music by Scott Walker, but Walker's gothicism is absent, replaced instead by a more domestic form of emotional disturbance, with the poetry of Emily Dickinson being one of the only recognizable outside references. He sets two of her pieces to music here, and they fit into the landscape effortlessly. If you've enjoyed many of Sylvian's recent journeys into abstract sonic expressionism, or equally enjoy the works of recent Scott Walker, this is a more than worthy addition to that catalogue. This also proves to be the best entry point into Sylvian's recent sonic universe, perhaps more so than even Manafon or Blemish. Either way, it's excellent, and worthy of your attention. That Sylvian is making some of the most innovative, shocking, and yet still highly listenable work this deep into his career is true testament to the man's talents. [IQ]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  LES RALLIZES DENUDES
Cable Hogue Soundtrack
(Phoenix)

"The Last One"
"Feeling High"

If you've yet to be inducted, this set might be a really good way into the Rallizes universe. True, there are their somewhat cleaner-cut and justifiably legendary albums (also recently reissued by Phoenix) like Heavier Than a Death in the Family and Blind Baby Has Its Mothers Eyes, but here you get a great taste of the group's deeply intoxicating bootleg vibe, which a few years back was eviscerating the wallets of collector-types worldwide (when Cable Hogue first appeared alongside a host of other releases on the ludicrously expensive, Rallizes-only Univive label). Not to mention that this collection in particular comes handpicked by reclusive, eternally sunglassed frontman Mizutani, originally for use as a soundtrack to director Ethan Mousike's legendary Les Rallizes movie (glimpse it online), and it's pretty fascinating to hear his (Mizutani's) 'take' on the band.

L.R.D. combine a thuggish rock-and-roller stance with the black-clad Francophile romanticism so emblematic (in their wake) of so much Japanese underground activity, while easily outstripping any Kraut group you might name in the game of sheer mindless rock repetition, stretching just a handful of songs into virtual infinity over a sprawling, almost entirely 'unofficial' discography. They oscillate between unbridled sensory terrorism (being often compared to the Exploding Plastic Inevitable-era Velvets) and drawn-out, shimmering ballads evoking sunrise on bombed-out streets. There are some singular moments on Cable Hogue -- including the totally bewildering appearance of a saxophone on one track (?) and an aptly-titled cut ("Fantastique") which, despite what I've said above, catches the group sounding positively German in full-on motorik mode -- which are probably required listening for fans. But those already familiar know what they need. For those not, this is about as 'official' a document as you could ask for from one of the greatest Japanese groups ever, a band with one of the most beautiful and unflaggingly intense utopian/destructive visions in the history of rock music. [AKa]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  BLACK LIPS
Arabia Mountain
(Vice)

"Family Tree"
"Raw Meat"

I'm not sure what I was expecting from Black Lips' heavily hyped collaboration with producer Mark Ronson, but honestly I was not brimming with confidence. In many ways, Black Lips were ripe for a producer of Ronson's caliber; despite some great songs, the band's wild on-stage antics and general spirit of mayhem often overshadowed their actual records. And while Ronson's own music incorporates everything from hip-hop and electro to classic R&B, his retro-modern productions for the likes of Amy Winehouse have generally captured the sound and mood of classic 1960s recordings without sounding like a tired throwback; on paper, it's actually quite a good fit for the Black Lips loose garage psychedelia.

And I'm thrilled to say that my vague fears were unwarranted; Arabia Mountain is Black Lips most consistent, and consistently enjoyable album yet, as Ronson has managed to clean up their sound and focus the band without losing any of the fuzz and fun that make this group tick. Many of the cuts sound like lost b-sides from the Byrds or the Stones, or even better just some random slab of black gold you dug out of the dusty bins. Cole Alexander pretty much sticks to his raspy squawk and Ben Eberbaugh's caustic guitar is no less raw, but the band sounds focused, and Ronson dresses them up with some great honky-tonk piano, spot-on tambourine, and even a honking tenor sax on "Mad Dog from Arabia." I'll try not to be such a doubter from now on, it's a great record that should appeal to any longtime fan of the band, and perhaps win them some new ones. [JM]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  CITY CENTER
Redeemer
(K)

"Redeemer"
"Modern Love"

Ex-Saturday Looks Good to Me frontman (and one-time Other Music employee) Fred Thomas' 2009 eponymous debut as City Center was filled with a sense of self-burial amidst the hugeness of New York City. Thomas safely cocooned himself and his songs in an atmosphere of diversely textured sound, allowing for tender melodies to grow out of the heterogeneous cacophony, and then recede at will. In this way it felt like the varied terrain of distant swelling tones, wavering keyboards, disembodied voices, acoustic guitar strums, and homemade African-informed beat-work lent themselves as a protective covering for the variegated emotional hues welling underneath; in the end those longing emotions gave way to a sense of emerging buoyancy and strength, as supported by the shifting, sonic atmosphere that surrounded.

Redeemer, City Center's new record of gorgeous, sweet, unspoken nostalgias, embraces those feelings of hope while the band turns their songwriting process on its head, this time presenting a batch of ten well-crafted, affecting tracks that tenderly leak sonic experimentation. In other words, the environment of sound that was so omnipresent on the first record has become an auxiliary support for some great songwriting, and not the other way around. Further aided by the subtle, perceptive drumming of new member Ryan Howard, whose style lends itself equally to textural augmentation as it does providing a rock ready backbone, these songs have the tendency to linger in regretful melodies just as often as stepping into joyous, full-fledged, electric guitar romps. Tender-bleeding guitar lines sing wavering harmony to Thomas' subtly sunny backyard melodies in the shoe-gazing opener "Puppers," while the outstanding "Cookies" supports itself with a huge warbling, glazed synth loop carrying us through simply sung verses, and several waves of walloping, cathartic guitar-and-drum sections. It's these simple moves, like the marching rhythmic sample that lays the foundation for "Obvious" to grow into ethereal pseudo-chamber pop, or the garage-rock stomp that finishes "Thaw," that make room for the emotional expression that's really at the heart of this music; delicate moments of yearning and secret solitude are what City Center's musical world are made for. [JCa]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  ARCTIC MONKEYS
Suck It and See
(Domino)

"Piledriver Waltz"
"Brick by Brick"

When artists refuse to grow up, it can be a bit unseemly -- I mean, a bratty snarl is just silly on a settled and successful middle-aged pop star -- but when a band explodes onto the scene like Arctic Monkeys did with their urgent 2006 debut Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I Am Not, full of piss and vinegar and with Alex Turner's brilliant, caustic, lyrics that spoke to a generation of disaffected youth weaned on the web, growing up can be hard too. The group has struggled to find a mature sound that fits them; working with Josh Homme producing on 2009's Humbug gave them a nice sludgy heft, but in the end the Monkeys are perhaps a bit too brainy and a notch too spazzy to rely on hard rock swagger.

Suck It and See finds the group back with their go-to producer James Ford, but it's a far cry from the hyper debut. Turner's singing is almost a croon here, evoking at times Nick Cave or Richard Hawley, and guitarist Jamie Cook's sometimes stuttering riffs of the past have taken on a sweet and melancholy Johnny Marr vibe here. There are some beautiful songs, and while "beautiful" is not a descriptor these guys were once saddled with, who could complain about such compliments? And Turner still draws powerful, universal sentiment from his own idiosyncratic British life, as on the title track where he intones: "Your love is like a studded leather headlock / Your kiss, it could put creases in the rain / You're rarer than a can of dandelion and burdock / And those other girls are just postmix lemonade." It's a solid record that well suits one of the old guard of British pop stars; for better or for worse, that is what Arctic Monkeys have become. [JM]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  ROB
Funky Rob Way
(Analog Africa)

"Funky Rob Way"
"Boogie On"

The mighty Afro-heads at Analog Africa return with two excellent new reissues this week, inaugurating a new series they're calling Limited Dance Editions. These records are reissues or compilations of Afro and tropical music focused on one individual artist or group who have provided great influence on the label in one way or another, produced in strictly limited editions. First up is this collection of mighty, cosmic Moog-saturated Ghanaian funk by Rob Raindorf, a singer and composer who spent time with two of Benin's best dance bands, the Black Santiagos and the infamous Orchestre Poly-Rythmo. Steeped on a heavy diet of Wilson Pickett, James Brown, and Otis Redding, he recorded two albums in the late 1970s of skull-cracking Afro-funk heavy on synth squiggles, blustery horns, and squishy low-end, adding a bit of P-Funk squelch to a mix that borrowed heavy inspiration from "Funky Broadway" (interpolated here as the collection's title track), as well as the growing disco/boogie grooves that were making waves across the world at that time. There's a subtle prog influence as well, not so much in the structure of the tunes but in the exploratory nature of the sound palette, and the use of early synthesizers here is startlingly original, not aping the funk innovations of P-Funkers like Bernie Worrell, but paving a parallel road. Combine that with cracking thickets of polyrhythmic percussion fills and Rob's powerful voice, and you've got one serious Afro-Jam in your hands. You don't hear too many records that ably combine good-foot "on the one" funk with the sort of cosmic Afro-futurism practiced by the likes of Sun Ra, but Rob does it and does it well. If you've ever wondered what Fela would sound like fronting Parliament, or if you just want some solid, squiggly summer funk, look no further. Say it with me now... Afro-Jam of the Week!! [IQ]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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ORCHESTRE POLY-RYTHMO DE COTONOU
The 1st Album
(Analog Africa)

"Ou C'est Lui, Ou C'est Moi"
"La La La La"

...And if that weren't enough, Analog Africa also offer up this Limited Dance Edition of the first album by Benin's Orchestre Poly-Rythmo, who have already been the subject of two stellar compilations on the label. Recorded in Lagos, Nigeria in 1973 for the equivalent of about 500 euros, Poly-Rythmo actually made their debut twice, as the first sessions were met with dissatisfaction due to excessive noise from an organ amp. Those four tracks would prove to be the start of one of Africa's most powerful, innovative, and funky recorded legacies, and this reissue actually includes, for the very first time, two fully remastered cuts from the original aborted sessions, along with two from the album's original proper release. Why they were rejected is beyond me as they absolutely SLAY with killer tunes, tight instrumentation, eerie organ ambiances, and hypnotic Vodoun rhythms. The album as a whole is flawless, with journeys into everything-but-the-kitchen-sink Afrobeat percussion excursions and extended solos, as well as slow-burning, sultry yet visceral grooves. This is essential Afrobeat, up there with Fela's Zombie LP and the recent Ebo Taylor reissue on Strut. Poly-Rythmo had plenty of good music up ahead, but this debut points to great things to come and sets the tone for one of the most satisfying recorded legacies in African music. Buy this without hesitation. [IQ]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  LV & JOSHUA IDEHEN
Routes
(Keysound)

"Tough"
"Talk Talk"

London-based trio LV were one of the early artists on Hyperdub and have since released singles on Hemlock, Soul Jazz, and Keysound. Sometime over the last few years the group traveled to South Africa to absorb the percolating and bubbling electronic concoctions the nation was producing, and in 2010 they recorded an EP with the beat-poet/MC Josh Idehen; their debut album for Keysound, Routes, uses those experiences as a basis for further exploration. Combining the shuffling and sparse, simple yet interlocking melodies they learned in South Africa, LV chop and stretch, loop and process Idehen's vocals into their intricate electronic patterns. His vocals become fragments, catch phrases and regional references, filled with universal uplifting messages and inner-city themes; think a dub version of Linton Kwesi Johnson meets Kode9 perhaps, yet LV seldom allows Idehen's voice to dominate. Finding similarities in the rhythmic sway of 2-step, the rolling stride of dubtsep, and the looping vocal process of Chicago's juke, this is a bright and bouncing, infectiously upbeat and lightly funky excursion in tropical beat science, with a strong British accent. The timing of this release couldn't be better, devoid of the dark and overcast sounds of winter's dubstep, these are summertime beats. The echoes and inflections of Carnivals around the world can be heard in these loopy tunes. If you like artist like Africa Hi-Tech, Kode 9, the reggae side of Rhythm & Sound, or even Mad Decent, this is more cross cultural electronic dubby fusion, and it's a nice one. Big up! [DG]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  THE METERS
Here Comes the Meter Man
(Snapper / Charly)

"Sophisticated Cissy"
"Look-Ka Py Py"

I'm hoping that the Meters need little introduction to the vast majority of our readers -- let's just say that this gritty, sweat-soaked New Orleans group led by Art Neville pretty much defined funk, and as such are one of the most influential acts of all time on the sound of modern American music. The fiercely talented combo backed many artists over the years, from Allen Toussaint to Dr. John to Paul McCartney, but many of their own instrumental cuts topped the R&B charts, especially during their initial run on Josie Records, and this set combines the entirety of their three essential Josie albums, The Meters from 1969, Look-Ka Py Py and Struttin', both from the following year. Add to that both sides of four Josie singles, plus four tracks credited to Art Neville & the Meters, and a pair of tracks from Cyril Neville & the Meters, and you have the essential collection from the essential band. They did continue to make some solid music when the signed to Reprise, but this stuff is just the best of the best. If you don't have these records, you best fix that right quick. [JM]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  KATE BUSH
Director's Cut
(Fish People)

Okay, first things first -- I'm really psyched to hear Kate Bush stepping up to the plate and delivering some new recordings as an unruly class of young indie upstarts try to blow up her spot with their often overcooked homages. If you have any interest in the woman, you probably know the story behind this record; Bush has taken songs from her last two albums, 1993's The Red Shoes and 89's The Sensual World, and has reworked them, sometimes subtly, sometimes drastically, with new vocals and an overall warmer sound than the songs' original digital sheen. If you're coming to Bush with fresh ears after heavy ingestion of Hounds of Love or The Dreaming, you'll be in for a surprise; this album is much more relaxed, and yes, sensual, but still overflowing with the unique vision that has made Bush a cult icon for decades. Her voice is still as sharp as ever, like a bundle of barbed wire wrapped in velvet (though sometimes sung in a lower register than the original versions), and while some of the production timestamps are still there (some fretless bass, a few gauzy synths that scream "late '80s", and an Eric Clapton guitar solo!), they're placed in a new context that honestly makes them sound pretty fresh, perhaps even more so than in their original surroundings. Nearly all of the percussion has been rerecorded, which helps a great deal in giving the songs more breathing room.

The biggest surprise is probably the new version of "Deeper Understanding," where the message of abandoning face-to-face social interaction in favor of computerized seduction between a man and his computer is more prescient than ever, and where she gives a proper lesson in the sort of machine-soul songwriting that has been embraced by performers like Fever Ray. There's also "Flower of the Mountain," previously known as the title track to The Sensual World, here reworked to fulfill Bush's original desire to set Molly Bloom's impassioned soliloquy from James Joyce's Ulysses to music; she was originally denied permission, but here she re-imagines what remains one of her best songs (and a personal fave) into a subtle but striking new piece. For those who know the original, it's a trip with a sly smile to hear Joyce's words fit seamlessly into Bush's arrangement, and for those who are coming to this anew, it stands as a great opener to a fantastic record, if not necessarily an improvement on the (IMO) perfect original. She tends to flip these songs' energies inside out; where an older arrangement sounded cluttered and stuffy, here they breathe in newfound reductionism and restraint. Likewise, some of the quieter moments are given a kick inside, coloring songs that at times seemed a bit too monochromatic with new musical inspirations or arrangements altogether.

All in all, it's a great album, mostly because the songs were solid the first time around, and that presents the one problem with the set; seasoned fans will enjoy hearing these new versions, but if you're hardcore, as most Bush fans tend to be, the originals will be so deeply burned into your memory that it's tough at times to take the old with the new. Come to this with ears as fresh as you can muster, and you'll find much to enjoy. I only hope it doesn't take another six years for the new album she claims she's working on now! [IQ]

3-disc set includes remastered versions of 1989's The Sensual World and 1993's The Red Shoes.

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  MICK HARVEY
Sketches from the Book of the Dead
(Mute)

"The Ballad of Jay Givens"
"The Bells Never Ran Gun Trade"

A bittersweet proposition, Sketches from the Book of the Dead pays tribute to, and looks back on, those departed. Although he has recorded many solo albums, this is the first collection of all-original material multi-instrumentalist Mick Harvey has ever made. Always the pillar of any group he played in (Birthday Party, Bad Seeds, etc.), his many talents assure that crafting a vibrant sonic landscape is no problem, and he's always had a knack for a well-chosen cover song and tasteful interpretation. What sets Sketches apart is the personal bent of the tunes. Years of experience, combined with exceptional musical ability, have allowed Harvey to tell tales in the tradition of the best songwriters, but with a singular touch, like during the unabashedly sentimental "Two Paintings," a gorgeous meditation on the inevitable changes that decades bring. With his voice as the focal point, storytelling is the main intention here, and his use of multi-tracked vocals works wonders, especially on "To Each His Own." While there's not much percussion, the skillful arrangements give these songs propulsion and motion that can make you almost forget that fact, with sophisticated nuances throughout, including touches of thoughtful cello, slide guitar and organ. A solo record by Mick Harvey is always welcome but it's even more of a treat when it's comprised of his compositions -- all of which are great here, from start to finish. [NN]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  RAY CAMACHO & THE TEARDROPS
Best of Ray Camacho & the Teardrops
(Freestyle)

Preview Songs on Other Music's Download Store

After a long, long night of deejaying, my hangover was greeted to the early morning sounds of Joe Cuba's "Oye Bien" blaring from my neighbor's backyard. Ah yes, summer is here and it got me thinking; I should probably lend that aforementioned neighbor my copy of this Best of Ray Camacho & the Teardrops record. Camacho was a well-regarded Latin American trumpeter and bandleader who led his west coast-based band for over 30 years, specializing in infectious, high-energy Latin funk, cumbia, salsa and some straight-ahead soul instrumentals. Although Camacho recorded over 40 albums, this way overdue collection -- compiled by longtime fan DJ Pete Isaac -- culls together highlights between 1968 and '71. This is strictly dance floor business, folks, with a variety of funky styles to fit any of your moods. "It's Time for Me to Love You" is a great Latin funk-rock track with a heavy Chambers Bros. edge to it. "She's So Good to Me" and "Wade into the Water" are nice Latin-tinged steppers for northern soul fans. There are also some nice gritty mod instrumentals like "Tough Talk," not to mention their Santana cover, "Tus Modos." Any fan of Joe Bataan, the aforementioned Joe Cuba, or the Bad Boogaloo comps shouldn't think twice about snatching this up. Top notch! [DH]
 
         
   
      
   
         
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THIS WEEK'S CONTRIBUTORS

[JCa] Jesse Carsten
[BCa] Brian Cassidy
[DG] Daniel Givens
[GH] Gerald Hammill
[DH] Duane Harriott
[]IQ] Mikey IQ Jones
[AKa] Aaron Kaplan
[JM] Josh Madell
[SM] Scott Mou
[NN] Ning Nong


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