The Music Diet, Vol. 2

Trying to write something regularly, and on a schedule, sounds like an obligation, job, and a commitment. It’s kinda hard to do that if you’re not hearing a ton worth writing about, although it’s only been two weeks since my last post so we’re making progress. I’ve mostly been feeding on old records and new records from artists I’ve followed for years. We’re nearing the halfway point of 2021 and the new music front feels a little lackluster so far, or at least lately. Perhaps as venues and festivals begin to open we’ll see the dams break with more releases, especially high profile ones. Anyway here’s Wonderwall, and some inspiration I found to write my recent listenings.

Real Estate’s In Mind will always remind me of visiting Japan for the first time. My friend Andrew was living and working over there at the time. I listening mostly riding trains to and from Tokyo, Osaka, Nara, and Kyoto. I was so proud I paid for the trip all on my own. My first vacation on my own, on my own dime. I’ll never forget it. “Holding Pattern” played on repeat throughout those travels. The silence and sunrise in the mornings dulled all my worries back home in America. I smoked way too many cigarettes on that trip, thankfully I’ve long since quit, but I have no regrets about smoking at the time. It was nice to get away from home and not feel guilty about anything that week in Japan. In Mind was kind of a bounce back record for Real Estate. Their previous record Atlas was subpor compared to Days, one of my top ten records of the 2010’s. They also had some necessary band turnover after Atlas ultimately leading to In Mind, which saw more implementation of synths. While not as energetic as Days, In Mind had a warmth and sweet chillness Atlas tried and failed to deliver on. Kind of perfect for a quiet relaxing journey through Japan.

Speaking of Japan, I was first introduced to Kero Kero Bonito by Andrew. Admittedly I kind of dismissed this group as a gimmicky cutesy anime thing but I’ll take the L on that after Andrew asked Greg and I to see them for his birthday at the Belly Up. As a full band with live instruments KKB were a completely different animal from their recorded material at the time. Since that then I’ve anticipated their next studio album. KKB just released Civilisation II, basically an EP, which gives an insightful preview of what their new full length might sound like. “Well Rested” stands as one of the group’s longer songs but now one of my favorites. The song vibes hard with trancey nintendo-esk synths melting over Sarah Midori Perry’s soft vocals, backboned by simple but propelling bass. I’d like to hear more live instruments, guitar and drums, on whatever they put out next; however, Civilisation II offers a nice tease of what’s to come.

I’m not a big EDM guy. My opinion of the genre and scene will probably always remain in an evolutionary stage. I’ve become far more open minded to these artists over the past five years. Before this time I dismissed the entire genre as commercial high school ass grabbing and a druggy culture. I still feel some of that exists in this scene but every music camp has shit I despise, so to dismiss EDM like that was an error. My buddy Ryan, who is deep into this scene and culture, has done a great job gatewaying artists like CloZee and Rezz into my music diet. His recommendations have definitely not only opened my tastes but also lead me to explore these sounds.

Ryan’s latest endorsement comes through Porter Robinson’s Nurture, his first album in seven years. I found Nurture to sound extremely real, which I can’t say I’ve described an EDM album to be before. Nuture sounded like someone coming out of depression and finding joy again. Apparently Robinson did experience dark times on the jets of Worlds, his break through record. His brother got cancer in 2016 and the pressure from the success of Worlds overwhelmed him. Thankfully he found his way through, helped his brother recover, and enjoyed some meaningful life experiences. He also went to Japan. I know that feel bro.

“Look at the Sky” sounds uplifting and doesn’t overwhelm sonically. The arrangement does a nice job calming down to isolated vocals with either piano, acoustic guitar, or sampling and then gently bouncing back to more energetic dancable choruses. “Musician” might be the most excited song on the album. Very kinetic sounds and vocals. Definitely a song that can work well live with catchy vocals and infectious tones to get you moving. “Something Comforting” almost summarizes the whole record. Lyrically it reflects on Robinson’s personal challenges and pulls out all the stops musically. Vocals, instruments, and sampling delicately builds up into wilding out drum and bass. Even when vocals start to isolate either the keys or synths use some tight melodic riffs. Production-wise Robinson uses some slick vocal ping pong cutting back and forth like old rotary phones.

Worlds still seems heralded as Robinson’s best work, and for now maybe so; however, I don’t think anyone should dismiss Nuture as something less than. It’s clearly different born out of circumstance yet arrives at a time when we’re starting to come out of the pandemic and isolation from the world. Perfect timing, even if it wasn’t by design, to provide an inspiring soundtrack to many of us who have endured a year of languishing at home disconnected from our friends and loved ones. I’ve never heard Worlds, and I’ll listen at some point, but Porter Robinson should be proud of this project. Whether it’s better or worse is besides the point. Nuture provides a little therapy after a long, long, 13 months.

Photo by Alex Knight

Best of 2017: #4-6

The Gentlemen of Hodera


REIM
Real Estate
In Mind
6

For my first vacation as an independent adult, I visited Japan during Golden Week. The country enamored me. Even just sitting on the Shinkansen, watching rice fields and cities pass by made me forget everything back home. It was a long overdue pilgrimage. Real Estate’s In Mind became the soundtrack to my travels for the week I was there. Something about its easy, calm vibrancy perfectly fit how at peace I felt five thousand miles away from home.

I can sum up my entire serene experience through “Holding Pattern”, the theme of my train travels. Think 70’s J-Rock with its warm guitar tune and hint of psychedelia. The fuzzy guitar hook sounds as pleasant as Japan and its people. I can’t help but reminisce about my stay at Deer Guesthouse, smoking Lucky Strikes and drinking Orions with Andrew. We’ll forever cherish our time in Nara, its indigenous deer, and treasure the coolest host ever, Yamamoto. Hope to see that guy again someday.

Real Estate made one of the best albums of this decade, in my opinion, with Days. Their last effort Atlas didn’t quiet hold up over time. In Mind, however, moved into new artistic spaces for the band.

They utilized synthesizers heavily like never before. The opener, “Darling”, introduces oscillating synths right away, foreshadowing the rest of the album. “Serve the Song” drenches a mellow song in phaser effects. This album possesses Real Estate’s established brand of indie rock which is treated with new dreamy soundscapes and far out grooves, man. Normally I’m not one for psychedelic rock, but it’s balanced here for those not dropping out, like me.

These songs sound as Japanese as The Pillows at this point of their careers. Different bands but both share the same Nippon vibe.

Admittedly, without my visit to Japan, In Mind wouldn’t rank this high. It’s definitely their second best album and I sense it will age well with me. The connection to my trip makes this album so important in canonizing my year. It’s the soundtrack to one of the highlights of the year, and of my life.


Near
Japandroids
Near to the Wild Heart of Life
5
It’s almost been a year since Japandroid’s third studio album came out. Staying relevant this long for my annual list seems so unlikely. Human nature says we’re more likely to prize something fresher. Near to the Wild Heart of Life could easily wither away into memory but seeing them play in LA last year, their first American show in three years, and then again in March back home, made them a fixture.

Check my in-depth review here. I concluded Wild Heart needed time to marinate and would likely take several listens to stick. Many months later, I play it regularly on vinyl.

These tracks all hold up as a collective, a point I’ve focused on with albums in 2017. I’ll take eight strong songs instead of sixteen tracks with half or more garbage/filler tracks. “North East South West” sounds better now than when I reviewed it in February. Perfect song for a road trip through the American Heartland. Think Springsteen and Mellencamp. The verse on “Midnight to Morning” still hooks me. “No Known Drink or Drug” reminds you Japandroid’s simplicity is what makes them a special group.

Reviews varied heavily between writers upon release. Those who praised the record found its ambition to grow in the studio appealing, where detractors thought they lost their piss and vinegar. I understand both takes. Seeing them live, however, proved they’re still premiere performers. Celebration Rock soundtracked the indulgence of drinking Four Lokos and smoking cigarettes with my friends while growing into my twenties.

Wild Heart came out four and a half years later. I’m 26 now and I don’t drink out in the parking lot anymore. I’m entering my late twenties now and I go to bed at a reasonable hour, usually. I give kudos to The Guardian for perfectly naming it “emo-rock for adults.” It certain fits my own mantra. I’m a grown up emo kid now.


FTF
Hodera
First Thing First
4
“How do you find these bands?” asks Greg, one of my best friends. I shrug triumphantly like I’m Michael Jordan. I’ve set myself up on the proper channels to make sure new and up and coming artists hit my radar. Hodera showed up on a Facebook ad. They had just over a thousand fans, if I remember correctly. I knew when I heard “Baltimore” for the first time that these guys were already special. They painted the night you met a lover. Everyone tries to do it but few do it as vividly as Hodera.

I think about the ones who have passed through my life. You remember how fulfilling it felt. Makes me want to keep trying.

Reading the vinyl insert validated my affection for them. These guys cut their teeth playing basements in New Brunswick, New Jersey, like my favorite band, Thursday. Something about that area fosters bands who connect so personally with people.

First Thing First reminds me how urgent Full Collapse felt fifteen years ago. “Out of Sync” hominizes my mid-twenties existences. I think about growing up with Bro Gang and missing spending everyday with those guys. If everything could ever feel this real forever, maybe I would know what true happiness felt like.

It’s such a passionate beginning to a sincere and complete record. “Highways” and “Four White Walls” makes you examine yourself. I asked myself constantly what the fuck am I doing here or with this goal. Realizing that you’re working through obstacles helps keep the faith you’ll shed all the grime and find the gem you always were. Sometimes it feels impossible to see or believe in the best of ourselves but we are who we choose to be.

“The Saddest Sentence” owns a special place among these songs. Very light on lyrics but more powerful than most tomes. One composed thought can damage us so much. “I can’t do this anymore” or “Jesus wept” fill in the blank for yourself. That idea holds so much ground with me, and always will.

Hodera hasn’t toured out west yet. I asked them on Facebook if they planned on visiting San Diego anytime soon and got a nice wink to stay patient. I don’t care if I’m the only one who buys a ticket. I will buy mine as soon as they go on sale.


Collection Update 4.1

Greg came down to shop records with me today. We hit a lunch spot I’ve wanted to try since I started coming down to North Park. Also ran into an old friend from our school day. Seemed like everyone came down Summer for a beautiful day in the city.

Obviously I came home with something from Normal. They finally got Real Estate’s In Mind stocked. Also grabbed The Even’s The Odds at a disconnected price. They still have tons of LP’s I want but I don’t need to get broke. It’s a wonderful store that gets me out and about some days when I could easily shut in. Also nice of Greg to come down and talk shop. Keep up with each other’s experiences. Now I can sit back and finally listen drop into this perfect summer record from Real Estate.