Atlas Sound’s highly anticipated Logos album has leaked almost two months before its October 20 release. If you decide to listen early, please make sure you support Bradford on his Fall tour and pick it up on vinyl over at Insound.com. It’s easily one of the year’s best releases. In the meantime, we get to hear “Attic Lights” early. The song instantly represents one of my favorite tracks of the year. Right now it’s a toss up between this and Grizzly Bear’s “While We Wait For The Others.” Cox (Deerhunter) writes some of his most personal lyrics to date, which is hinted by the inclusion of his sunken chest on the album cover. Download “Attic Lights” by Atlas Sound here or stream it below:
MP3: “Attic Lights” by Atlas Sound
Amazon Previews Atlas Sound’s Logos
If you stroll over to Amazon.com, you can search and find a page for the digital download of Atlas Sound’s highly anticipated sophomore album Logos, which is due to release on October 19 on Kranky. The page includes short previews of the albums eleven tracks. The track listing is somewhat different than the version that Bradford Cox accidentally leaked last Fall on his Deerhunter blog. The early Amazon page leads one to believe that the album is set to leak any day. If it does, make sure you support a great musical talent. Until then, the previews from Amazon indicate that Logos will surpass the critical acclaim that Bradford’s first solo effort received early last year. Here’s the link to the Amazon album previews. Stream “Walkabout (featuring Noah Lennox)” from the upcoming Logos below:
MP3: “These Are My Twisted Words” by Radiohead
Yes, out of the blue, a new Radiohead song has leaked. It’s rumored that this may be the song the band (or Thom Yorke) wrote for the upcoming sequel to Twilight. If that’s the case, I’m looking more forward to hearing what Karen O and Bradford Cox came up with for the score to Spike Jonze’s Where the Wild Things Are. Nonetheless, this is Radiohead, and it’s absolutely brilliant as always. You can download “These Are My Twisted Words” here or stream it below:
MP3: “Walk A Thin Line (Fleetwood Mac cover)” by Atlas Sound
Bradford Cox continues to generously give away freebies via his Deerhunter blog and Mediafire downloads. This week, an MP3 of his Atlas Sound cover of Fleetwood Mac’s “Walk A Thin Line” serves as a means to hold us over until the new Logos EP is realeased via Kranky in the next few weeks. The track is top notch and highlights Cox’s talents on an acoustic guitar. You can download “Walk A Thin Line” here or stream it below:
Dan Deacon/Deerhunter/No Age @ Flying W Airport and Pool
As the crowds at All Points West waited in endless lines for a subpar bill, a few hundred lucky fans were treated to the down home amenities of the Flying W Airport and Pool Resort in the ultra-suburban town of Medford, NJ. The weather was perfect, the pool was blue and the tiki bar served ‘em up cold. The stars were aligned, and everything was in place for this to be the show of 2009 . . . then the music started. As a concept, the idea of a round robin concert where bands take turns playing their own songs seemed exciting. Rumors were swirling, and many were under the impression that the bands would collaborate on each other’s songs. R5 Productions, the promoters of the show, even advertised it as such.
We called Deerhunter’s performance last year at the Music Hall in Williamsburg, as well as the astonishing Microcastle LP, as our favorites in 2008. As huge fans of Deerhunter, it was a no-brainer that Fishpork would attend the festivities in Medford, especially after last year’s debacle at All Points West. In all fairness, APW did feature a breathtaking performance by Radiohead. This year’s lineup featured the geriatric-fied Beastie Boys (later replaced by Jay-Z), Tool and Cold Play, and we weren’t ready to spend $100 on a 20-minute Crystal Castles set.
At the Flying W, the problems arose with the incompatibility of the bands’ setlists and discographies, as well as the inaudible and raucous noise by the overrated and overweighted Dan Deacon, who seemed lost without his backing band. Unfortunately, this will most likely go down as the worst show of 2009. A good show exhibits a sense of flow and chemistry. Developing an effective set list is a skill. Songs need to fit together and feed off one another. Three distinctively different bands taking turns playing tracks from three distinctively different music vaults felt forced and unnatural. Upon experiencing the mellow sound of Deerhunter’s title track from Microcastle, the head-pounding, cocaine-induced “Snookered” by Dan Deacon broke down that previous exaltation and had me feeling confused and uncomfortable.
The bands also lacked chemistry with their verbal communication throughout the show. In between a double shot of Deerhunter tracks, Bradford Cox began telling a background story but was interupted by both bands. “This is the part of the show that only the artists enjoy,” joked Dan Deacon. “This is where you play a song, Bradford” was shouted from the No Age stage. At that point, I felt lucky to have only paid $12 for my ticket. It wasn’t until Dan Deacon decided to command his drug-induced followers to march to the parking lot in a single file line that we decided the gimmick was overpowering the music. At that point, I wondered if APW was still serving Longhammer or if Tool would be playing anything new. We left early.
Atlas Sound: Time Warp Virtual 7″
Bradford Cox has posted another free virtual 7″ under his Atlas Sound solo project. The two-song offering comes just days after the announcement of Rainwater Cassette Exchange, Deerhunter’s latest EP. This is the second virtual 7″ that Cox has posted to the Deerhunter blog in the past two months, keeping up with the prolific music-making pace that he’s been known for. Time Warp Virtual 7″ can be downloaded here.
Animal Collective’s Email Hacked, Fake Message Sent
According to Bradford Cox’s blog, someone hacked into an email account and posed as Animal Collective’s Brian “Geologist” Weitz and sent the following message:
It has come to my attention that 2 full length tracks off of our upcoming album, Merriweather Post Pavilion have surfaced online. David, Noah, and I please ask that someone assist us and leak all of the remaining tracks on the album. The album is intended to be heard as a whole, and nothing bothers us more than individual tracks leaking and ruining the the overall album experience
-Brian Geologist
Cox relayed the band’s frustration with the situation by talking a bit about his recent conversation with Brian Weitz of Animal Collective:
Just got of the phone with Brian Weitz. Total Bullshit. Someone actually had the nerve to hack into their e-mail account and send this out. The truth is that AC do not want their album to leak and are trying very hard to avoid the drama around said album that has risen to a fever pitch.
The Deerhunter frontman also suggested an alternative to all those anxious fans who cannot wait until the January 6 release date of Merriweather Post Pavillion, Animal Collective’s ninth studio album. He recommends that fans pick up their own instruments and create an album they would hope would sound like the upcoming offering from AC. The comment seemed a bit tongue-in-cheek, but Bradford was trying to get the point across that fans should respect the band’s wishes and wait until the proper release date. The fact that we are less than three weeks away from the release date without a leak is amazing.
Deerhunter’s Magnum Opus in a Weird Era
Deerhunter’s astonishing new album (and its companion) is more than a trip into the mind of a physically- and emotionally-tattered frontman. It’s a collaboration between a band creating music that is meant to heal you of physical and emotional anguish. Bradford Cox believes this with every ounce of his generous soul. After speaking to a Atlanta-based composer at a dinner party, Cox was convinced that music had a healing effect on physical ailments, and he’s not entirely off his rocker. There is an emerging field of health care called Music Therapy, which uses music to heal. There is an increasing use of music therapy in hospitals to help with pain management, ward off depression, calm patients and ease muscle tension. We are talking about a musician who once wrote a song to be played for a girl who was about to have major heart surgery. We may have found our new indie-rock hero in Bradford Cox, especially since Jeff Mangum is technically still a recluse. I’m sure Cox would denounce such a suggestion, but he really doesn’t have a choice after releasing a devastating solo effort and a tandem of Deerhunter albums in Microcastle and Weird Era Cont. Microcastle is not only leaps and bounds better than any album released this year, it may just be the best of this decade (well, the best since Strawberry Jam). Bold words for a relatively unknown band who have survived mostly on hype to this point.
The album picks up where the mezmorizing last track, “Heatherwood”, on 2007′s Cryptograms left off. The opening track, “Cover Me (Slowly),” is a short Flaming Lips-esque instrumental that opens things up in epic fashion. The album goes right into the sign of great things to come in “Agoraphobia.” The track is actually sung by guiatarist Lockett Pundt, who uses some witty wordplay, over a simple bass line and lazy guitars. “Come for me, cover me, come for me, comfort me | I had a dream, no longer to be free.” The next track is one of the album’s highlights (and there are many). “Never Stops” combines some pretty dreary lyrics from Bradford Cox against a great bass line and drums. The album’s first real sign of “noise” comes in during one of the song’s choruses, in which Cox finds several different ways to stress the rythm in each word (“It Never Stops”). The guitars are beautifully layered, and the band’s signature shoe-gaze sound appears. One of the more innocent-sounding tracks, “Little Kids,” contains some of the darkest lyrics on the album. Cox explained the lyrics in a recent interview he did with Anthem Magazine:
I guess what I was getting at was the idea of kids being really innocent and the idea of these thug kids drinking gin, like little kids drinking gin, setting old people on fire. The outro “to get older still,” kids always want to be older than they are and when they’re old they’re like ‘I wish I was a kid again.’
The title track, “Microcastle,” follows and is another gem (especially live). The song starts with soft guitar and the soft, crooning voice of Cox. The softest song of the album slowly builds until the drums kick into a crescendo of sound highlighted by loud, layered guitars. There is plenty of feedback/distortion/reverb, yet it doesn’t distract from the incredible melody of the guitar chords and the Thom Yorke-ish humming of Cox throughout the guitar breakdown. The album slows down for a while with three shorter, perfectly composed tracks, “Calvary Scars,” “Green Jacket, and “Activa.” “Green Jacket” contains some of the most personal lyrics Cox has written to date. The sincerity in his delivery of “I take what I can, I give what I have left” is revealing and haunting.
The next track on the album, “Nothing Even Happened,” is my pick for song of the year. It begins with one of the coolest bass lines and drumbeats imaginable, followed by melodic guitar chords. The song goes somewhat quiet, while the album’s best bass line leads into the lyrics. Cox sings most of the lyrics in the same key as the accompanying guitar (Ozzy Osbourne-style). The song then steers into the most impressive three minutes on the album. Dueling guitars play rather simple, repeated chords. The sound is layered and creates an ethereal feel. The song climaxes with a high-pitched guitar that breaks into a mini-solo, while the other guitar picks up again. Cox has said he doesn’t think of himself or his band as good guitar players and relies on other elements to write good songs. However, watching them play this song live last week was a treat and would lead you to believe otherwise. The concept behind the song is pretty demented. Cox explains:
I had this concept. I wanted the song to be the most bitter song ever. I was thinking about a woman who is kind of abandoned by her family. Maybe her husband abandoned her and her kid. Then she raised her kid. She’s a single mom, works at Wal-Mart, no health insurance. Then her kids grow up to resent her and then they go off and start a meth lab or something. Then the woman is just this lonely old woman who did her best and everyone has abandoned her and then all of a sudden she gets hit by a transport truck on the way to her fucking shitty Wal-Mart job. She never got to take a vacation. She never got to experience something romantic. I wanted to write a song that was an Ouija board for people that died without ever really getting to ever live.
“Saved By Old Times” is another great track that may be the biggest departure from anything Deerhunter has recorded before. By no means is this a bad thing. The bluesy guitars and lyrics play off of another great bass line. The song features guest vocals (via iChat) from Cole Alexander of the Black Lips. Alexander is actually heard on two overlapping rants that lead into the song’s big, noisy, shoe-gaze finish. Cox channels Thom Yorke’s vocal melodies in one of the album’s prettiest songs, “These Hands.” The track features the album’s only real downtime during the track’s final minute, a style that was all over Deerhunter’s previous effort, Cryptograms. That album contained more ambient, instrumental tracks that were used as a build-up effect for louder, more straight-forward songs. Microcastle is more cohesive, and this was purposeful:
We were more focused on producing a more cohesive record, A… B… I think that the press and things like that had to do a lot with the last record and this record is not very inward looking. It’s not very personal. It’s more of a rock record. Its got its cathartic moments and I’m leaving it more for the audience, if they relate to that type of catharsis. Put the music to their own experience. We’re not trying to talk as much about my experience or overly invest my own personal life or my personality traits into the music. Let’s just make a record with songs that people can relate to and live their own lives to and have their own stories about, because you know that’s what it’s all about anyways. It’s not about what a song means to me, it’s what it means to the audience. I stopped feeling sorry for myself and being like adolescent, overly nostalgic, you know.
The album’s closer, “Twilight at Carbon Lake,” slows things down to a crawl with a soft guitar melody and even softer, drowned out lyrics from Cox, which he admits were completely adlibbed for the track just to match the guitar:
A lot of times I write lyrics off the top of my head like Lil Wayne. I’m not even joking. “Twilight at Carbon Lake,” seems like it means something but it’s just free styling over a guitar track so that I would know what the cadence of the vocals would be when I finally did write lyrics but I never really wrote lyrics and just left it as it was.
The song ends with a generous amount of noise and layers. A bulk of the album would leave you to believe that Cox and company relied on numerous guitar pedals and effects, but he reveals that none were used on the album:
I used no effects or pedals on anything on that album. The only thing I used was singing through an amplifier that had tremolo. There are no effects on “Twilight at Carbon Lake” at all; it’s all just guitar, bass, drums and vocals . . . The thing is that there are ambient sounds in that song but they’re created with tape. The cymbal going backwards throughout the whole song, it sounds really eerie, it’s just a tape running backwards. There’s no pedals used, there’s no effects.
Most music sites are publishing reviews of Deerhunter’s Weird Era Cont. as if it were a side B to the breathtaking Microcastle. First of all, this is an insult to fans of both albums. Second, Weird Era Cont. was a reaction to the previous record’s leak. Microcastle was leaked six months early. Instead of getting frustrated about the unfortunate turn of events, the band simply went back into the studio and recorded another album, an astonishing series of events, especially considering the result. Cox has been quoted as saying he yearns for the day when fans saved up their money for a new album and impatiently waited. They knew the album was going to be great, and each track was new to them.
I want there to be some excitement and some anticipation, because it’s very important, especially to younger people. When I was in high school I was always excited when a new record came out. There’s a new Animal Collective record coming out; I don’t want to own it before it comes out. I want to look forward to it because I know that it’s gonna be amazing. So I want to recapture the excitement I had when I was a kid about a record coming out that I know is going to be exciting. And then I want to put it on the day it comes out and listen to it all the way through.
Weird Era Cont. really deserves its own review. Released as a companion CD to Microcastle, it is surprisingly impressive in its own right. Highlights include the groove-laden “Operation,” the obsessively catchy “Dot Gain,” the Atlas Sound-ing “Slow Swords,” and the epic, Animal Collective-esque “Calvary Scars II Aux Out.” The latter is the second part of a song inspired by the explicit photograph on the left. Cox wrote about and posted this photo on his blog, revealing that he believed the photo to be real. Obviously affected by it, Cox wrote the lyrics for “Calvary Scars” from the perspective of the crucified boy:
crucified on a cross in front of all my closet friends
crucified on a a cross (in front)
crucified by my hero who supplies the cross and nails
crucified with backstage passes
crucified on drum throne
Cox went on to say that he also wished to kill off the adolescent character that has influenced everything he writes. Between Microcastle and Weird Era Cont. there are 25 songs, which play like 80-minutes of music therapy. And let’s keep in mind one thing, this band is still very young (Cox is 26), and each release has gotten progressively better. A scary thought for things to come.
Cox has stated that his intention is not to write the perfect song. He writes by stream of consciousness, which reflects all internal and external forces influencing his psychology at a single moment in an attempt to be spontaneous and unedited and recreate a raw experience. His approach is to see how many interesting layers he can pile up in one song, and then goes from there. He collects a scrapbook of sound ideas and makes music constantly, fearing he may not be alive next month. Cox says his band cannot last on the hype that surrounds them and doesn’t want their music to appeal to uppidy music snobs. He just wants to make the records that he wants to make.
Fuck hype, plus I mean we were never that hyped. I mean look at us and then look at other bands. If people want to call us a fucking hype band…call me a hype band when I sell 50, 000 records. Call me a hype band when I’m fucking doing my second appearance on Letterman. We’re not a fucking hype band. We’re an underground cult band; I mean were a cult rock band. That’s what we want to be, we’re not a fucking hype band.
Let Microcastle serve as an official end to the hype.
Ex-band mate and friend, Adam Bruneau, created videos for two songs off the album. Below you will find the unofficial videos for “Cover Me (Slowly)” and “Microcastle.”
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Deerhunter @ Music Hall of Williamsburg
Last year at this time, a talentless music blogger named Jeff Weiss from L.A. wrote about Deerhunter being the worst live band he’s ever seen:
Deerhunter’s live show reminds me of the first scene in Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure, where Bill and Ted awkwardly flail at their instruments while bitching elliptically about the necessity of making a triumphant video to get Eddie Van Halen to teach them how to play guitar. Nowadays, you don’t even need a triumphant video, you just need a good Pitchfork review, which is what the Atlanta noise-rock outfit Deerhunter got earlier this year. Suddenly, in an Emperor’s New Clothing–esque turn, a group whose biggest discernible talent is its knack for self-promotion became one of the biggest buzz bands in indie rock. Let’s hope that, in the span between now and the Fuck Yeah Fest, George Carlin can drop down to Earth in a phone booth and teach them how to no longer be bogus.
Mr. Weiss represents the only reason Fishpork exists. Sure, it’s a great place to keep a journal of all the great shows and records I listen to. However, music is subjective and ALL reviews are ultimately meaningless. The only thing that interests me is writing about things I enjoy. For those bloggers who choose to write about how bad they think a band sucks, I feel bad for your shallow personalities and outlook on the world. Music can heal you. And if you were part of the crowd on Friday night at the Music Hall of Williamsburg in Brooklyn, you experienced this first hand. I recently read a review of Deerhunter that stated the band can only be listened to in a state of intoxication (with your drug of choice). This statement is rather offensive to me. Deerhunter makes music that replaces your drug of choice. Their songs, especially when played live, are a revelation and are changing the way I perceive music.
Peter and I arrived at the Music Hall of Williamsburg in Brooklyn toward the end of New Times Viking’s opening set. They sounded great, but we were experiencing too much anticipation to fully comprehend. As the set ended and the techs began to set up for the headlining act, we made our way to the front of the stage. This was a completely different experience than the previous night at the NIN show at the House of Blues in Atlantic City. At that show, we were in the midst of the most obnoxious crowd of all-time. Nine Inch Nails’ fans are notorious for booing opening acts, and this was no different. It was a shame that a very good live band like Health had to deal with a crowd (only there to hear “Closer”) with absolutely no taste in music. Fortunately, Trent Reznor’s knack for choosing opening acts has been a major source of discovery for me, including TV on the Radio, Autolux, Saul Williams, Crystal Castles, and most recently Deerhunter on the first leg of his current tour. Enough about how much NIN fans suck.
Before Friday night I suspected that Deerhunter was less about Bradford Cox than I originally imagined. That inclination was squashed immediately after the ubiquitous frontman took the stage. Cox has been known to occasionally wear dresses on stage, a habit he admits was picked up from Kurt Cobain. “Krist Novoselic and Kurt Cobain kissed, and Kurt wore dresses. There’s no way to overestimate the influence Nirvana had on me,” he admits. The Deerhunter frontman was the center of attention, not because of his extroverted personality, but because of his play on his heavily reverbed and distorted lead guitar, xylophone, and drowned out vocals. Cox even sang the lyrics and played lead guitar on “Agoraphobia,” which features guitarist and Cox’s best friend, Locket Pundt, on vocals on the album.
The show included an epic performance of new fan favorite “Nothing Ever Happened,” which included a mind-numbing guitar solo from Cox and impeccable attention to detail by the rest of the players. The three guitar arrangement on many of the songs creates a sound that relies on noisy, droning textures and borrows from bands like My Bloody Valentine and Liars. But Deerhunter avoids what has already been done and creates their own sound. The soundscapes they create contain other elements not present in those bands.
As good as Deerhunter are and as inspired as they are to release meaningful music, it’s important to keep in mind how young they are (Cox is 26). That youthful exhuberence showed Friday as Cox joked all night, especially with new guitarist and old high school friend, Whitney Petty. Cox asked the audience if they’d rather see Whitney play the blues on her guitar or do a hand stand (Petty was a cheerleader in high school and has been known to wear her uniform during shows). Before the crowd could respond, she was in the middle of the stage on her hands. Petty then snuck up behind Cox and played a blues riff on his guitar. The antics hit their climax when Petty proceeded to lift the lanky Cox on her shoulders, as the crowd stood by and admired.
A highlight included Cox taking two song requests to end the show. The band played the first song shouted from the crowd, which was “Heatherwood,” from their second album Cryptograms. Kudos to the tech crew and sound mixers at the Music Hall of Williamsburg. The sound was perfect, and the band sounded as close to the album as one could hope. Cox’s lyrics were completely distinguishable from the guitar twangs and light percussion, as he repeated the song’s chorus, “was not seen again.” The band was not actually planning on taking another request, but Cox coaxed his band mates into it. At one point, he approached drummer Moses Archuleta and practically begged him to play another song. The second request came from a guy standing right next to me, and he must have been reading my mind. After a false start, Cox admitted the band was unprepared to play the song but soon began an amazing rendition of “Operation.” Cox spit out the agonizingly dark lyrics, “Cover your ears, you’re not gonna like what you’re gonna hear, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.”
Deerhunter’s show at the Music Hall of Williamsburg in Brooklyn on Friday night was the best concert I’ve attended in my lifetime. Although I probably go to upwards of twenty shows a year, I honestly don’t think anything else has come close to that musical experience. Karen O of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs was quoted as saying Deerhunter’s live show borders on “a religious experience,” and I agree. Doesn’t this speak volumes about how music is a personal experience?
Mr. Cox responded to Mr. Weiss’ blog post with an exchange that was too priceless not to include here:
it’s bradford! from deerhunter! i was just wondering if maybe you
could give us some quick EMERGENCY lessons on our instruments
before our set sunday. we are kind of nervous… you know L.A. = big
city = could be our big break. we don’t want to look stupid so if you
could just teach the guitar players some basic power chords or
something it would really help us out. i’ll be busy giving blowjobs to other
more talented (notable) music journalists so as to keep those good reviews
rolling in.look forward to seeing you this weekend
your pal,
brad
The entire exchange is worth your time and can be read here. Although he’s freaked out by dissonant hipsters in the front row of shows, Bradford Cox is inspired by kindness and doesn’t care what you think about his music. “I don’t give a fuck what they say about me, because I’m a white-trash queer who might live to be 30 if I’m lucky,” says Cox. Although Cox’s lyrics are often used as therapy for an ostracized childhood, some of the motivation behind the music is physical healing (see Fishpork review of Microcastle/Weird Era Cont.). He makes music for fans who need a soundtrack to cope and is just trying to make as much of it as he can while he’s still alive. This is good news for the music world!
Rolling Stone has uploaded an exclusive acoustic performance of Bradford Cox singing “Never Stops” outside of a convenience store in Brooklyn hours before the show: http://www.rollingstone.com/videos/video/24261318/breaking_deerhunter.
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