It Works

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I’ve been listening to emo for a long, long, time. I read and gave copies of Andy Greenwald’s Nothing Feels Good to friends. In high school it was the word I used to describe myself and who I associated myself with.

It’s a scene I carry a great deal of affection for, especially for the 90’s era. When American Football or The Promise Ring tours or releases new music my teenage hope of hopes have been answered.

So many new bands have such obvious influences from this period of emo but have little to no diversion. They’re either carbon copies or poor imitations.

You see more bands that were influenced by Thursday or Pg. 99 creating more authentic music. Oliver Houston is the only band I’ve heard recently that sounds like 90’s midwest emo but yet their own.

Whatever Works came to me as a complete surprise. They’ve proclaimed their refusal to use status quo music business tools to promote their album. While I found the band through a sponsored ad, it’s something they paid for and directed at people like me.

The songs are short and accomplish what takes their musical influences five or six minutes in half the time. Take “Pho” and “Bernie” which have the gorgeous melodies of Braid but complements them tasty guitar licks in an average time of 2:08 minutes.

“Concession” has hooking almost west coast riffs that just cruise down the beach all the way through. The vibraslap in the beginning doesn’t hurt either.

Unlike most of the 90’s emo bands, Oliver Houston depends on the riff not the pretty melodies. They’re just the complement. Bands like Mineral had chorded parts but the arrangement was based on some scale.

Take “Tough Luck” which has a great bass line that transforms and charges up with snare rolls into a beautiful scene of plucking harmony.

The highlight of the record however, and what separates the band resonates on “Tom Quad” and how it champions something emo isn’t known for: rocking! Just take the guitar chorus. The riff tastes crunchy and the drummer just crushes the open hi-hat.

Its solo makes you want to air-guitar. I’ve never written that about any “emo” song, ever. There’s something unique here I haven’t quite experienced from this scene before.

These guys grew up on the same nothing feels good records I did but clearly their palate extends beyond sad and depressed music.

A Day in North Park

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The last few weeks I’ve felt a lot of personal stress. I’ve had trouble with my car, my emotional baggage, and work has bothered me in some aspects. Today I had my usual day off and I made some solid plans ahead of time to get some joy out of my free time.

It was the correct kind of therapy, escape, or mini-vacation away from work and what is going on personally. Also having purchased a new car has relieved a lot of pressure.

North Park is my local get away. It’s the big city yet it’s still hip and communal. It’s urban but isn’t downtown. Contrary to popular belief there are places you can go that aren’t gentrified.

I went to a cafe two blocks away from University for some coffee, sandwich, and space to read my book in peace. I need more cafe time in my life.

Walked over to Red Brontosaurus Records a block on the other side. It’s small but one of the better shops I’ve been to. They have a ton of used retro games which are over priced but still cool to see.

Their vinyl collection is very strong. It’s not as big a store as Lou’s or Spin back in North County but there’s a lot of local band’s records and new vinyl from new bands. It’s not just reprints of classics. They had older original records too.

I walked away with a copy of a Texas is the Reason and Samuel split single 7″ from 1995 (fucking awesome!) and Katie Ellen’s first single 7″. I think it’s time for me to get a record player.

Took my stuff back to the new car and went to lunch at Sicilian Thing Pizza. Again, it’s a treat to get away from everything and have two slices with a beer. I also so thing gorgeous woman. She was having the same thing as me.

If only I knew how to strike up a conversation with a stranger at a pizza shop. Anyway, it was just a nice moment to love life.

I read my book a little while downing my drink but I needed to kill some time before driving back. Normal Records was just two blocks away.

My close friend Greg and I had just been there two weeks ago. I had gotten a nice Touche Amore live 7″ and a Metallica poster for Hardwired…To Self-Destruct. The owner Caleb is pretty friendly and remembered me.

We had a nice discussion about how he gets inventory from his distributor. He’s been trying to get something with Burger Records for a while. He showed me a Ride The Lightning and Kill’em All cassette he had just sold.

If only I could have had those… Instead I took home an original Big Star #1 Record, and a Daft Punk Random Access Memories and Joy Division Unknown Pleasures poster. I’m very happy with those. Caleb had just gotten the Big Star record and joked about having to order another one.

Today was the kind of day I needed to rejuvenate. This Super Bowl weekend will refresh me too.

Top 10 Albums of 2016, Part 2

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I was born in 1991. Look back and it’s arguably one of the greatest years in rock music. Nevermind, Loveless by My Bloody Valentine, Ten by Pearl Jam, and of course Metallica‘s Black Album. I’ve talked about my affection for that record. It was also their last great album.  Load through Death Magnetic were not good, by their standard. Maybe there was nothing left creatively. Their first five records were unbelievable. If that was all they had it would still be a hall of fame career. This year they surprised the world.”Hardwired” nuked everyone like it was 1983. Hardwired… to Self-Destruct surprised me the most of any album I heard this year. Listening through the first time I kept uttering “what the fuck” during every song. How after 25 years could this band drop an album that sounded like Kill’em All and Ride The Lightning?

Remember for the majority of my life Metallica has released disappointing music. What changed? Without exploring too many conspiracy theories, Hardwired shows James Hetfield is still on that riff life. “Atlas, Rise!” and “Moth into The Flame” sound as epic as any Ride The Lightning track. “Confusion” and “Here Comes Revenge” remind me of better moments from Death Magnetic revisited with the heavier edge and free reigning solos from The Black Album. “Am I Savage?” gets uncharacteristically chuggy at the end. Most of it sounds dark and brooding and closes out with metalcore-esk chuggs with evil sounding harmonics in-between. “Spit Out the Bone” should satisfy the … And Justice for All people with seven minutes of shredding. I would have never imagine an album this solid. It’s reinvigorating hearing songs just as good as the first demos.

“It only took like 20 years for people to start kinda digging our music” said Tomas Haake in a Metal Evolution interview. Meshuggah has been around since 1987. Thanks to the emerging djent scene about 7-8 years ago their work got the respect it deserved. They ushered in a whole new genre, scene, and wave of musicians with a unique style of music. The Violent Sleep of Reason cashes in reverence and dives deeper into the Marinas Trench of their music. It’s incredibly heavier in tone and weight than Koloss. The grooves steamroll relentlessly. The groove riff half way through “Clockworks” mesmerizes for an eternity. It’s honestly one of the best Shuggah songs ever. That groove could go on forever. “Born in Dissonance” plum-mutes through brick walls. Like the song before it never stops the furiosity or relaxes. “Nostrum” has those signature floating Ornette Coleman notes hoovering the intro. You still get those percussive grooves and beats through out but that jazzy element returns for the solo. You can hear these signature elements all over the record. Infinite groove, earth smashing weight, and dark jazz tones. This is another classic album.

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I forgot about Touche Amore for a couple of years. There’s probably several good reasons why I didn’t pay attention for a while. I was in a metal band and immersed in that music. I was in love and blissfully happy. When relationships and family members passed away Stage Four came along at an opportune time. While I lost a lot last year and this year this record reminds me a lot of my grandfather. His influence on my life can’t be measure. What he meant is more than I can ever describe. As I got older, living on the opposite side of the world, and having my own life we lost the connection we had. We spoke sporadically. I guess I just thought he’d always be there, but when he passed it broke me. A year later hearing “New Halloween” broke me too. Just the opening words “how has it already been a year” crush me. I feel Jeremy Bolm’s loss, he can feel mine, we all can feel whatever we’ve lost. I could put that song perspective with Karlsberg or my ex but I think about my grandfather. I wasn’t there at the end. I can only hope he was proud of me. I will never know how he felt about me at the end or who I become.

“New Halloween” is the standout track here but there’s plenty of depth to Stage Four. “Displacement” rips. It harps back to their Thursday influences. That word everyone hates, emo, comes through. I hadn’t heard the music open up like that in a while. “Palm Dreams” feels like California. They reference interstate 5 and driving fast. I’m not sure what it’s about but there’s something that seems familiar being on your own going 65 MPH plus here in the golden state. “Posing Holy” stands out too. Bolm talks about it’s a right of passage to lose people. I wasn’t prepare as he mentioned. When if I was I would have never been able to handle it properly. I grieved a long time. Maybe I still am but it’s something I had to go through eventually. Maybe you’re never ready but now I’m stronger. Perhaps fortified to get through loss.

I was pretty sure Deathgrip would be my top album of the year and it was pretty close. Since Slave to Nothing I’ve waited impatiently Fit for a King to continue producing what is now their prime. Metalcore, metal in general, doesn’t connect with me as much as it used to. Nothings at fault other than I’ve changed. These guys are one of the few that still connect with me and Deathgrip came at the right time. I talked extensively about “Pissed Off” when it dropped and I reviewed the whole record in depth too. My reviews speak pretty strongly about my affection for the music and what’s meant. It’s been yin to the yang of my top album. It’s the dark hopeless version of the positive side of how music has chronicled my year. There’s an apocalyptic element here that describes my disparaging moments in 2016. Self harm, hatred, depression, abuse, whatever grip death had on me it’s all here. I’m not sure any of you reading this will get how hard the last 18-24 months have been. I was going somewhere you don’t come back. Deathgrip really crystallized those moments in a way that reminds me of where I was and where I don’t want to be anymore.