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Stains on a Decade
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Strange Idols...
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Forever Breathes...
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FELT
Stains on a Decade
(Cherry Red)
"Penelope Tree"
"Trails of Colour Dissolve"
FELT
The Strange Idols Pattern and Other Short Stories
(Cherry Red)
"Spanish House"
"Dismantled King Is Off the Throne"
FELT
Forever Breathes the Lonely World
(Cherry Red)
"All the People I Like Are Those That Are Dead"
"Hours of Darkness Have Changed My Mind"
Felt have always been one of my favorite groups, and as of recent I've been on a HEAVY listening kick, revisiting every album over and over and pretty much brooding autumnally to this group's vibe. Long an Other Music favorite, the British band's back catalogue was unavailable for many years until Cherry Red recently remastered and reissued all but one of their studio albums, along with releasing a collection of the group's 10 singles on one CD for the first time. As my coworkers vibed in with me, we came to a realization -- the band had never been featured in any form in an Other Music update, which seemed rather inexplicable. As such, I'm stepping up and providing a few picks for newbies and subtle reminders for those who know but have perhaps forgotten.
Let's start with the singles. To briefly sum up the band's career is not an easy task (and thankfully we've got things like Wikipedia for that now!), but the Cliffs Notes version goes like this: Felt was started by a man named Lawrence, who had a plan: ten albums, ten singles, ten years. Upon completion of the last of these in 1989, he broke the group up and moved on to the proto-Britpop sounds of Denim, but that's for another day. Felt released records on Cherry Red and when they grew tired of the label's inability to properly promote the group, they moved to Creation, who then went on to know even less what to do with them. Felt brilliantly combined and contrasted stark minimalism with lush sensuality, both in their musical arrangements and in Lawrence's oblique yet cutting lyrics, which grew over the band's lifespan to become more and more overtly autobiographical. In the beginning, they counted amongst their ranks a classically trained guitarist, Maurice Deebank, whose non-rockisms became a key factor in the group's expansive, pensive, complex sound. When Deebank left midway through the plan, unable to handle the thought of the commercial success that never came, he was replaced by keyboard prodigy Martin Duffy, who would later on end up joining Primal Scream. They count bands like the Smiths amongst their aesthetic peers, and are pretty much the reason Belle and Sebastian exists. I'm also going on record saying that they wipe the floor with either of those bands' catalogues, but that's one man's opinion. Anyway...
Stains on a Decade is the place to start if you've never heard any Felt. Comprising 15 songs from their ten singles, it provides the best chronological overview of all aspects of the band's history, and at the same time includes many of the group's catchiest, best tunes, some in versions which were rerecorded from their album versions and which satisfyingly differ substantially. The set opens with "Something Sends Me to Sleep," a stark landscape of strummed guitars and oddly stiff drumming. It's definitely the most raw of the band's recordings, but sets the scene nicely for the Deebank era. Tracks like "Trails of Colour Dissolve" and "Fortune" mix rainy-day jangle and thick opium haze; they rub up against taut barbs like "Dismantled King is Off the Throne" and my personal favorite, "Penelope Tree." Then the group recorded what remains their most well known song, "Primitive Painters," with the Cocteau Twins. It was an indie smash, complete with keyboards (a first for the band -- this single and its accompanying album, Ignite the Seven Cannons, were the only records which featured both Deebank and Duffy on record together) and Liz Frazier's soaring vocals on the chorus. From there, Deebank leaves and we get Duffy onboard in full force, adding his intricate layers of keys to tracks like "I Will Die with My Head in Flames," "Sandman's on the Rise Again," and the Deebank-slamming "Battle of the Band" ("Where were you when I wanted to work?/ You're still in bed/ You're a total jerk"). The disc also includes the group's only cover version, a gorgeous rendition of the Beach Boys' "Be Still." All in all, it's essential listening from beginning to end.
So where do you go from there? Well, I chose one album apiece from each era of the band -- one with Deebank, one with Duffy -- and they're both stone cold classics. Felt's third full-length, The Strange Idols Pattern and Other Short Stories, was the group's first attempt at fusing the ethereal abstraction of the first two albums with a more overtly direct pop approach. It's quite possibly the band's most rollicking record, with the rhythm section pumping forward as Deebank's intricate, Spanish-inspired guitar lines dance and swirl around the bite of the lyrics and the force of the beat. Amidst some of Lawrence's most direct, effective songs are a few moody, ethereal guitar instrumentals by Deebank; upon his exit from the band, he would go on to make one solo record of nothing but such instrumentals, and it's nice to have a taste of that here as it really boosts the mood. Elsewhere, tracks like "Spanish House" and the original renditions of
"Sunlight Bathed the Golden Glow" and "Dismantled King Is Off the Throne," stripped of the gospel tendencies and more tender delivery of their versions on the singles, are here given a bit of muscle and the effect is exhilarating. Without question one of their best from beginning to end.
Next up, we have Forever Breathes the Lonely Word, where Duffy picks up Deebank's vacant seat and uses it to take the band through some of their most dense musical textures, filled with layers of organ and keys as Lawrence croons some of the strongest, most poetic lyrics of his career. Songs like "Rain of Crystal Spires," "Grey Streets" and "Gather Up Your Wings and Fly" are filled with an exuberance previously unheard on a Felt record, while Lawrence comes forth with such barbed lines as "Don't make me a martyr for your causes/'Cause I don't believe a word that you said/All the people I like are those that are dead." It's perhaps the most dizzying, exhilarating 30-odd minutes the group would ever record, and it almost single-handedly writes the book on what Stuart Murdoch would try to do with Belle and Sebastian in the decade following, but with the twee sentimentality here replaced by a cynical, world-weary lyrical outlook that occasionally lets true optimism shine through like the rays of light emanating from Duffy's keyboard. The band would never sound so driven, so committed, and so sure of itself again. Moments like these are fleeting in any person's life to be sure, but thankfully, they got this moment down for posterity, and we're all the better for it.
So there you are. Dive in, go crazy, get heavy, and suit up for an intense winter. Your life will never be the same. [IQ]
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