Oh Julian, I’ll mend your heart

2013 has been a pretty solid year for music so far. While I haven’t managed to actually post on almost any of the great stuff that’s come out, I have certainly been devouring it. So my project for the next month is to remedy that. I’ll try to post roughly every other day with a short write-up something great from this year.

Julian – Say Lou Lou

Leading off, we’ve got this song from Swedish sisters that make up Say Lou Lou. It’s dark and dreamy and effervescent, and it’s one of the couple songs in the running for my favorite of the year so far. The harmonies are just exquisite. It has that lush production that has characterized Swedish indie pop for the last decade, married to the atmospherics of classic Fleetwood Mac. It’s a heady combination – the sort of song you can listen to on repeat for hours.

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Song bleg

Hey everyone, I’m in the middle of moving across the Bay and we don’t have internet at the new place.  So I’ve been mostly off the grid for a few days.  But while I’m unpacking and such I’ve been creating a playlist of songs about moving.  So: songs about new beginnings, songs about new places, songs about the future, etc.

Any recommendations?

And here’s my second bleg: I’m working on my list of the top 10 Bob Dylan songs but unlike the artists I’ve covered so far I feel a little bit less confident that I’ve fully explored the whole Dylan ouvre (all several thousand songs).  I mostly know his stuff from the 60s up through Blood on the Tracks – and some of the stuff from the late 80s through the early aughts.  So if you’ve got a favorite Dylan song (particularly if it doesn’t fall within those timeframes) let me know in the comments.

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Through the ages, and all the places


Ages Places – Wildlife Control

What’s that?  You say you’re in the mood for some crunchy 90s guitar layered on top of a melody that feels like it was constructed by some Swedish electro-pop artisan?  Well fortunately I’ve got just the thing for you.

Just check out that build up in the back half of the song.  Lovely.

Hat tip to Knox Road for turning me on to this band.  Here’s hoping for a record soon, and many more after that.  Follow them on Soundcloud or Facebook for updates.

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But in between, there’s you and me


Alone – Trampled By Turtles

Contemplative, heartfelt music with a strong folk influence has, out of nowhere, turned into one of the big trends of the last few years. You have your Mumford & Sons, your Lumineers, and so forth. If you want to dig back a little further you can pick up The Avett Brothers and all their ilk.

My general happiness with such music tends to run headfirst into my general distrust for these little pop boomlets. But on the whole, I’m happy to see this sort of thing do well. If only because it means that bands who have been doing this sort of thing for a while will get some deserved attention.

Today’s example: Trampled By Turtles, who have been around for about a decade but somehow completely flew under my radar. I’m just now picking up last year’s Stars and Satellites, which is lovely. It’s got a strong bluegrass vibe, with just enough polish to give it some extra layers of comfort. This is not an album to push me into rhapsodic praise – but it’s very much an album to spend a lovely afternoon with. And sometimes that’s exactly what you need.

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Top 10 breakup songs

No Children – The Mountain Goats
Everything Reminds Me of Her – Elliott Smith

Which are better: songs about falling love or songs about breaking up?

I got to thinking about this because I’ve been putting together these top 10 lists for some of my favorite artists and I keep noticing that love (unsurprisingly) features pretty prominently in many of them. But it can go in wildly different directions.

You’ve got The Beatles: “In My Life” vs. “For No One.” Or “I Want to Hold Your Hand” vs. “Yesterday.” Springsteen: do you want the optimistic “Thunder Road” or the firestorm that is “Backstreets”? With The Magnetic Fields: “The Book of Love” vs. “I Think I Need a New Heart.” Even seemingly one-note bands like The Cure will counterbalance a “Pictures of You” with a “Friday I’m in Love.” How about Beyonce: are you a “Crazy in Love” sort of person or a “Single Ladies” fan? Go back to Motown and you can compare The Four Tops (“I Can’t Help Myself” vs. “It’s the Same Old Song”) and The Supremes (“I Hear a Symphony” vs. “Where Did Our Love Go”).

Some of the finest albums ever made are essentially breakup albums. Rumours, of course, is the classic example. Blood on the Tracks is probably Dylan’s best album. For a modern one: The Midnight Organ Fight is one of my favorite couple records of my lifetime. The Con is, by far, Tegan and Sara’s best record. I’m pretty anti-Beck, but Sea Change is a truly wonderful record. Only the Lonely is among Sinatra’s best. Tom Petty released the very fine Echo in the midst of a divorce. And the even-better Wildflowers is also infused with the spirit of collapsing love. Springsteen has Tunnel of Love. And so forth. Even this year, Josh Ritter’s very fine new record is a series of reflections on his divorce.

Ultimately, if I had to choose I’d go with the happy songs.  Because that’s pretty much who I am.  But intense pain can really generate some beautiful songs…

Anyways: here’s my list of the top 10 breakup songs (Standard disclaimers: one song per artist, this is a subjective list, etc.):

1. Graceland – Paul Simon (full post on this song here)
2. For No One – The Beatles (full post on this song here)
3. Romeo and Juliet – Dire Straits (full post on this song here)
4. No Children – The Mountain Goats
5. Landslide – Fleetwood Mac
6. Dry Your Eyes – The Streets
7. Love Will Tear Us Apart – Joy Division
8. Most of the Time – Bob Dylan (full post on this song here)
9. Everything Reminds Me of Her (or Say Yes, or Miss Misery, or Somebody That I Used to Know…) – Elliott Smith
10. Runaway – Kanye West (full post on this song here)

Honorable mentions:
I Will Survive – Gloria Gaynor
Fuck and Run – Liz Phair
Last Goodbye – Jeff Buckley
November Rain – Guns and Roses
This Conversation – The Submarines

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We’re on a world tour

World Tour (Weezy, Wale, Dre) – Brenton Duvall

In the past 16 hours, I’ve had visitors come to the blog from Tehran, Bangalore, Hyderabad, Zagreb, Berlin, Prague, New South Wales, Portugal…all of them looking for a rundown of the best Bruce Springsteen songs.

Isn’t the 21st century grand?

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I’ll take the silent treatment

Silent Treatment – The Joy Formidable

Some songs are built to pluck every single string in my heart. A pretty double-tracked female voice, backed by a delicate acoustic pluck, rising up and then falling around a single note…yeah, there was no way I wasn’t going to love this song.

It’s a little strange that, on a very good album (Wolf’s Law) defined primarily by its crazy loudness, this quiet little interlude is my favorite song. But, then again, it’s not really absurd at all. That’s precisely the sort of thing that I can’t resist.

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Top 10 Carissa’s Wierd songs

My favorite band is The Beatles. There are probably tens (if not hundreds) of millions of people who agree with me there.  But my second favorite band hasn’t even been heard of by a million people.

Carissa’s Wierd only released three full albums before going their separate ways – but what an amazing three albums they were.  All three made my list of the top albums of the aughts (coming in at #1, #8, and #14).

I discovered them in late 2001 and have spent the last twelve years prosletyzing.  Every mixtape I made for a friend had to include a song from them.  I played them constantly at events, always hoping that someone would come and ask what was playing.  I contacted their (elusive) PR contact in the hopes of literally paying them out of my own pocket to come play at my college.

Sometimes it worked, and the group of my friends who were fans grew slowly but surely. But each new one only made me want to tell more people.  And then, wonder of wonders, they were signed by a semi-major label.  And it seemed like perhaps they were finally going to make it through to the mainstream. Sure, heartbreakingly intimate, low-fi songs with violins weren’t going to rush up the charts or anything but this stuff was just so good, surely there were more than enough people out there who could appreciate it.

And then, before we knew it, it was all over. They broke up, moved on, and all that’s left is the glorious, glorious music.  If you want a broad introduction, Hardly Art put together a ‘greatest hits’ compilation a couple years back.  But really: you should just do yourself a favor and buy the whole catalog.

10. Blessed Arms That Hold You Tight (Ugly But Honest)
To me this song is a perfect encapsulation of the band. While they hit some higher notes, virtually everything wonderful about Carissa’s Wierd can be found here in some degree. Soft verses with loud choruses, whispered invocations of an almost limitless sadness (“it’s all long goodbyes”), ringing guitars, soaring violin, hearts on the verge of being torn apart – held together by the barest of threads.

9. Ignorant Piece of Shit (Songs About Leaving)
As close as they ever came to the world of a more straightforward indie rock. Despite being buried deep in the mix, the piano is crucial on this track – it links together the emotional frailty of the lyrics with the aggressive march of the drums and guitar. This song kicks off their third and final record, the one that I was sure would vault them into the mainstream. It’s far more accessible without losing the basic charm of ‘sad kids with guitars and violins.’ Alas, it was not meant to be.

8. On Marriage – re.defined by Carissa’s Weird (Lost Notes From Forgotten Songs)
This is a track they remixed for a compilation album by The Six Parts Seven. So it’s not precisely a Carissa’s Wierd song, but still feels absolutely of a part with the rest of their work. Gorgeous hushed harmonies singing bittersweet lyrics with just a glimmer of hope (“See you on our wedding day, I can’t believe this turned out my way / Broke her heart to just save mine, I’ll love you on our wedding day”), delicate fluttering piano, it’s all here.

7. Blankets Stare (I Before E)
A live version, on which they take an already wonderful song and supplement it with a rousing send-off. In that final minute and a half they demonstrate that they could have been a damn fine jangle-rock band if they had wanted to be.

6. One Night Stand (Ugly But Honest)
The highlight is the blending of Mat Brooke’s and Jenn Ghetto’s voices, both of them perfectly imperfect but somehow brilliantly pure together. The first half is a long, slowly drawn breath. Held with expectancy, with a shy hope. All the wounds are cauterized in the final minute when they take their separate paths, eyes wide open, and exhale these breaths with growing force. It’s as soft as can be, but shakes your soul like you can barely understand.

5. The Color That Your Eyes Changed With the Color of Your Hair (You Should Be At Home Here)
If I ever have reason to doubt that true love is possible, I have this song to remind me. “For the next 50 years I will still write you love songs…” Oh my. It has a classic soft/loud verse/chorus structure. The verses are built around a violin that swoops around vocals, suggesting hesitance and fear: the terror of pain threatened by the introduction of love. But the chorus is a glorious counterpoint, an affirmation, a joyous and unrestrained embrace. It can only be so beautiful because of the pain it promises to hold at bay.

4. Meredith & Iris (Tucson single)
This song was released in 2011 – the first new music from them in almost a decade.  You only have to consult the archives to see how excited this made me. The sound is more developed than their early recordings: the singing is more forceful, the guitars are mixed cleanly. The movements are bigger, and they swoop through a bit of electric buzz. But, most importantly, it is utterly beautiful. And while I will always love the wispy early stuff from them the very most, there is something powerful about the harmonies that Mat Brooke and Jenn Ghetto put on display here. “Oh we will rise…”

3. Fluorescent Lights (Ugly But Honest)
Oh god, that guitar might just be the most beautiful thing in the world. It’s fragile, melancholy, almost inconsolable. When he breathes “and I just hate these fluorescent lights” the weight of the world falls upon you. The sadness of it all becomes almost unbearable. And yet, I can’t possibly wish for anything else. All the pain of the world can’t drive me to despair. I just feel the sound enfold me, smile wistfully, and dream…

2. Drunk With the Only Saints I Know (Ugly But Honest)
It’s the sound of life in its deepest register. In it you hear the sound of your own breath, you discover something deep inside that you’ve never quite been able to understand: a shy hope, held tenderly with the knowledge that all of the most perfect things in the world are also the most fragile. Mat Brooke and Jenn Ghetto sing in hushed tones, and their voices blend into something beyond mere words: full of imperfections and yet somehow brilliantly pure. The drums beat with the rhythm of your pulse, the guitars chime like wedding bells heard far in the distance. It’s as soft as can be, but shakes your soul like you can barely understand. It’s heartbreak, it’s catharsis, it’s just life, and nothing more.

1. All Apologies And Smiles, Yours Truly, Ugly Valentine (You Should Be At Home Here)
I simply do not have the words to express how deeply I love this song. It’s my favorite song in the entire universe, and honestly, nothing else is really even that close.

Listening to it today, it feels just as fresh as it did on that late-summer afternoon in 2001 when I first heard it. It sings to me of who I was then, who I am today, who I could someday be. It is my pain, my moments of despair, my wishes unfulfilled. It’s emotionally ragged, hesitant, fearful. It knows everything that haunts me, every dream lost. And yet it still lifts me up. It shows me all those things in the bright light of a morning sun. It is falling in love. It’s long evenings with friends. It’s a warm blanket and a fire on a cold night. It’s the remembrance of things past that remain with us. It’s tears running down your face, unspeakable loss, all the joy and pain of a life held together. It’s the shy smile across a room and it’s the grief at the end of a life spent together. It’s the tolling of bells that calls us home.

Honorable mentions:
11. Some Days Are Better Than Others (Ugly But Honest)
12. Brooke Daniels Tiny Broken Fingers (You Should Be At Home Here)
13. Die (I Before E)
14. Sharin’ a Hole (Scrap Book)
15. Heather Rhodes (Ugly But Honest)

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I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free

Song For Zula – Phosphorescent

Music can impose order on a feeling, channel it into a narrow band. It can harness a feeling, tame it. Or it can impose disjunctures, rip apart the seemingly clear. It can mislead by providing a tonal counterpoint to lyrics that would read entirely differently on the page. It can joke, convey a sense of irony. Or it can amplify, turning the simple and straightforward into a truth so deep it defies comprehension.

All of this is what makes it possible for such short pieces of art to convey so much. And it’s also why music demands repetition so much more than any other art form. Think of how many times you’ve listened to your favorite songs compared to the times you return to other favorite cultural items. I’m confident, for example, that I’ve spent more time in my life listening to “Hey Jude” than I have reading Anna Karenina. And that’s kind of crazy when you think about it, given the depth and complexity of Anna K and the relative simplicity of the song. And yet, every time I hear “Hey Jude, don’t make it bad…” I am once again transfixed. Those background aaaaaahs somehow say as much to me as any thousand words ever could.

I say all of this as way of introduction to “Song for Zula.” It is one of the most astonishing songs I have heard in a very long time, but every effort I’ve made to explain precisely why has simply slipped away from me. So I implore you to simply listen, drink in the allegories of love and death and pain and hope and rage and see what they mean for you. Stand with him out on that desert plain tonight, listen to the low synths, the soaring strings, the dusty voice. I don’t know what it will mean for you. But I am confident that you will not regret the experience.

The album is called Muchacho – and it’s also well worth your time.

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Race and gender in Title VII – a strange history

Poison Cup – M. Ward

I just finished Gretchen Ritter’s The Constitution As Social Design, which attempts to connect our Constitutional processes to our conceptions of civic membership, often in very interesting ways. I can’t 100% recommend the book, since I think it often struggles to successfully walk the line between historical detail and political theory. She ends by calling for a sort of publicly-minded civic membership that feels unduly optimistic and thinly developed. For a book that has exhaustively detailed the ways that theoretical gains have been twisted by their social contexts, the affirmation of this Arendtian public feels much too easy.

That said, the historical details are wonderful in their own right. Of those, I found her discussion of the Civil Rights Act to be particularly compelling. I knew vaguely that the inclusion of gender in Title VII – the most important part of the CRA, which protects against employment discrimination – reflected some of the larger tensions between race and gender at the time. However, I was not aware of just how interesting the story actually is.

The amendment to include sex provisions was introduced by Howard Smith, a Democrat from Virginia. Smith was a strong segregationist who had spent most of late-1963 attempting to bottle the CRA up in Committee. With the Kennedy assassination and LBJ’s effort to make this bill the key part of honoring JFK’s legacy, Smith couldn’t hold back the tide anymore. However, he didn’t give up the fight. Thinking that he could drive a wedge into the pro-CRA coalition, he offered the one-word amendment to add ‘sex’ as a covered category under Title VII. The idea was that the more radical supporters of the bill would also want this sex amendment, but many Northern moderates would see it as a direct threat. In particular, the notion of encouraging female employment seemed to endanger unions, who were the key base for many Northern Democrats. It was therefore meant as a kind of poison pill.

Of course, the tide of support for the bill ending up overwhelming that effect. And sex-protections ended up enshrined in law, much to the surprise of virtually everyone.

However, this story is incomplete. While Smith certainly was attempting to derail the bill, his segregationist goals do not seem to be his only motives. Surprisingly, he was actually a strong supporter of women’s rights. The amendment, therefore, seems to have been an attempt to kill the bill AND a way to improve the bill if it did pass.

In the current political climate, an alliance between intense racism and feminism seems almost impossible to imagine, but it seems to have been sustainable in the early 60s. The CRA, sans amendment, would have given black men a serious workplace advantage over white women. Given that, you can see how even those without particular feminist impulses might still support the amendment as a limited backstop for white supremacy.

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