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Showing posts with label ben folds five. Show all posts
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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

CAST YOUR MIND BACK: Episode 4, 1996: The birth of my love for You Am I, Beck, and Ben Folds Five



Apologies, avid readers of this humble blog. I had a pretty good run, didn't I? I was spitting them out quick as a flash, and then all that momentum tumbled into a giant void of emptiness. To be truthful, I actually had one of those periods of life where work/life balance became work/work balance, and I literally had no time to do any recreational activities, such as silly blogging. After a holiday (right now) resulting in me feeling even more anxious instead of more relaxed, needless to say I need a huge career change. Anyway, here I am, who knows when I'll be here again. 

SO! WHAT did you think of the final Hottest 100 of the Last 20 Years countdown, announced about 70 years ago? Did you vomit in disgust or cheer in elation at the songs that made it and didn't make it? Oasis being no. 1 was probably deserved in my opinion, as it was a song that still is hard to escape. On social media there are a lot of opinions, like of course 1.where are the girls, and 2. why was one of the only hip hop songs to make it in (Nosebleed Section by Hilltop Hoods at number 4) by white Australians (never mind being average), and 3. where were these songs. Also it appears a lot of people can't count and are shitty that Nirvana's 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' (released in 1991) didn't top the list. 
No one will ever be completely happy with a music list, otherwise why would there be polls based on opinion!? 

This discussion is completely obsolete of course because all watercooler discussions (if you have colleagues who follow such polls) have already been done and dusted...

Nevertheless, I shall press on with my project, and here is 1996's most memorable for you. This was a pretty good year and I had to make some serious cutbacks, such as Björk's Hyperballad... I don't want to Björk you all out too much, audience. 

Snout- Cromagnon Man (coming in at #89)



Snout! They were such a good band, guys. They had a terrible name which probably held them back and reserved them only for soundtracks to The Secret Life of Us etc. But this song was cracking as and had me rocking the car on the way to Brisbane Arts Theatre rehearsals. Plus they had a stack of great singles that you'd probably remember if you heard them now, I bet. What happened to Snout, you ask? Not a lot musically, apart from frontman Ross McLennan who had his own solo act in 2009. I hope he's still doing stuff. 



A catchy addictive song by a bunch of girls with excellent voices. This song made the rounds a lot as it has become firmly embedded in my head since it got airplay. Probably fair to say Luscious Jackson was some of a one hit wonder in Australia with this, but I know they had a few more good songs up their sleeve. 



Too hard to pick one! When each of these songs came out (I can't remember which one was first), I fell in complete love with You Am I and decided they were my new favourite band. I remember watching the ARIA's that year and cursing whoever won over You Am I, who had released 'Hourly Daily' at the time. It ended up winnning Album of the Year AND Best Independent Release, so there was a lot of cheering. They toured Brisbane in June playing that album, plus 'Hi Fi Way' in their entirety, which was abso-fucking-lutely fantastic



After their searing success with 'Marvin the Album', Frente! released their second offering, 'Shape', which saw them shape their music into less poppy and slightly deeper territory (SEE WHAT I DID THERE?!). I thought they had even dropped their exclamation mark, but I can't confirm this anywhere. 'Shape' wasn't that well received, and they soon disappeared off the radar. But there was some pretty excellent stuff there (or at least, I would assume, it's near impossible to find this album). But I loved this song and also this song, both quite dramatically tragic in tone. 





Holy shitballs I loved this song. 'Melon Collie and the Infinite Sadness' was the only album of the Smashing Pumpkins that anyone in my family have ever owned, and it often ended up in my room at the time, although I skipped most of the grungey hard songs. This filmclip, an ode to "La Voyage Danse La Lune", by Georges Melies, is pretty incredible, and the whole thing solidifies the pumpkins as a truly great band. But Billy had to go ahead and do his own stuff and kind of spoil their legacy a bit.



I have a pretty un-fun ironic story of this song. When I was in grade 5, I was made to go on our school camp to Samford, during which we travelled to the Planetarium, which was the best part of the shitty camp (during which my class teacher told us 9 and 10 year old girls that we were a bunch of bitches... anyway). This song was playing on the radio, when a car almost turned into our bus, the driver of which slammed on the breaks and sent us all flying. A couple of kids had their teeth knocked out, a lot of us were bruised, and all of us shaken, so much that I couldn't listen to the song again for weeks. I managed to break on through it though, and it's such a fun little ditty so I'm glad I got over it. 




Ah, Jamiroquai stole all our 90's hearts and promised us to never let us down, but all 90's acts with only one schtick do, especially those who can't take off oversized hats. Ok Jamiroquai is the BAND not the GUY but all I can see in this Jonathon Glazer-directed filmclip is moving furniture, not other band members. The clip by the way is great, however just like Jamiroquai, gets a little boring after the concept gets old. Anyway, this is still a great song.  



This song had a great title to play hangman with. I have used it a few times, and every time it was revealed, it was a complete let down for the other player. I'm a bit of a hangman jerk. Anyway I still really love this one hit wonder and it gives me a fuzzy nostalgic feeling whenever I listen, which is happening right now. 




This song came out, my mum loved it, she bought the album from Sunflower Records during a holiday to the Gold Coast, and so my love affair with Beck began. I honestly don't think my mum has ever listened to a Beck album all the way through more than once, because I kept stealing them and storing them in my cd player. I think Beck did a lot for my musical upbringing, including giving me my first enjoyable taste of hip hop. I'm sorry it was a white man who did it, but hey, I was growing up in Caboolture at the time, so cut me some slack. I think our electorate was even lead by a One Nation member at that time. 




Cake's breakthrough hit was inevitable to get stuck in your head and still holds up today as an earworm of a tune. I remember dancing to this one in my room quite a bit, using actions to describe all the words (including crossing my chest for "hugging the turns"). Cake went on to become a pretty solid band, but are sort of lost in that late 90's glow, never having really progressed from that era. Still, 'Fashion Nugget' is a pretty excellent album.

No Doubt - Just A Girl (#25)



There's room for a splash of girl power in 1996 too! When No Doubt came on to the scene and Gwen Stefani hadn't discovered a swag of Harajuku girls as an entourage just yet, they were pretty rock, and pretty awesome. I was also obsessed with "Spiderwebs" and "Sunday Morning" (which I bought the single of, never being able to afford an entire CD), and was pretty fascinated with Gwen's hair, makeup, abs and voice. Also her last name was kind of my first name! We must be related!




I had NO IDEA what the 'Gurge boys were talking about in this song, I just really liked it. My dad knew very well though, and when the CD came out for this year, he made very sure I didn't read too much into it... 



Of course there was no film clip for this song, and it was so rude I don't think it was played as often as I remember hearing it... but somehow, even though I was one of the naiver girls of my bogan town, this song was my first happy memory of enjoying Regurgitator. It also helped that Quan Yeomans was a total cutie, turning into a pretty major celeb crush. 

Babylon Zoo- Spaceman (#16)




This is the worst song ever made in the entire world. But who didn't love this song at the time and this weird bronzed up guy's haircut? The sped up 'alien'-like intro and outro, the spacey sound effects and vocoder, and disgustingly ridiculous lyrics "I always wanted you to go into space, man... Intergalactic christ..." ERGH, oh my god it's so spookey spacey dark! It's SO BAD that it's SO GOOD. I wish I could have shown you the equally awful filmclip. 


This is another sexually themed song that went right by my head. I thought it was sweet and bright with a very addictive chorus that was easy to sing to younger sisters when they were cute. It is an odd song, with an equally odd filmclip, particularly the weird laughing bit in the bridge. Babybird had some other really excellent songs, such as "Bad Old Man" and "The F Word", but they never really got as popular as this song. Apparently the band reformed in 2009, and in 2012 played a music festival in Suffolk with our friends Wheatus! There you go.

Ben Folds Five - Underground (#3)


Oh boy. When this song got airplay and became a hit, for guitarless dudes Ben Folds and his 'five', that was it for me. As you probably already know, I became a massive, MASSIVE fan of this band, to the point of joining online forums and shit. Oh those were the days where I was a member of an online forum about Ben Folds... *cough*... 
As I was saying recently, now listening to Ben Folds Five in public gives me an awkward feeling... like it's now too personal to do so with other people, because their music was so personalized by me. It sounds weird, but now I feel like Ben is an older cousin or uncle who I used to spend a lot of time with while my parents were away. And whom has since become a bit senile and creepy.
The filmclip for this song is horrible, but if you want to watch it I've linked the title to it. Instead, watch the band do what they do best, their live performance. 


Well that's it for 1996, and I hope to bring you 1997 a lot sooner than later. It appears to be the big year in which the majority of the songs in the final countdown were from. We'll see if it really was all it's cracked up to be!

Friday, February 22, 2013

2012 Gigs: Too Many To Blog (A LIST)

If you're about to start uni and need something to procrastinate with during lectures or study etc. then this is the post for you! It is long, with lots of hopefully not boring anecdotes, about the gigs that occurred in 2012 that I have not blogged for you, and would like to just snapshot for you, now, here, today. It's one omission is Radiohead, which deserves its own post, and maybe a gif of me kissing Thom Yorke's lazy eye repeatedly in gratitude and fanatical obsession. But here it is, all the gigs I saw last year for your reading pleasure, plus some other experiences of note. It was a pretty amazing year for gigs, I have to say, and I am very appreciative of being able to see the cream of the crop. 2013 is shaping up to contain some memorable moments as well, and I hope I can get to as many as possible. No longer sharehousing however = not as many dollars in my pockets. But we'll see. Here's to a late but hopefully great list!




Ashley Naylor of Even
Even and the Fauves, The Zoo, Saturday 7th of July


The Fauves
I was a tired and cranky bitch for this gig, but had paid my money and was going to see all the bands. The Fauves and Even are both Melbourne bands who are still kicking along since their mid to late 90's heyday, in which I was a young radio listening fan. How good that they would tour together at the Zoo for my reminiscent pleasure! The Fauves were the opener, and played an extremely energetic, solid set. There were none of their slightly gimmicky pop song favourites such as "Dogs Are the Best People", "Bigger than Tina" or "Surf City Limits", that I remembered best. This was probably not a shame really, as it gave way for their more impressive creative and heavier moments. "Celebrate the Failure" and "The Charles Atlas Way" was thrown in for Triple J friendly measure. Even was next, and their lead singer Ashley Naylor won the crowd with his enthusiasm and charming nature, playing just as solidly as the Fauves. While I was pleased to hear tokens "Black Umbrella" and "Shining Star", I was pretty enthralled with the whole thing, as they bring that slightly Beatles-ish catch to all their songs, and remind you what a good asset to Australian music history they are. People need to remember these bands more! It should have been a sold out show that night, and wasn't.




Bright young chaps.
Herman's Hermits, Sherwood RSL, Sunday 2nd September (Father's Day!) 

It's not often you get to see a 1960's British pop group for $33 in the comfort of your parent's local RSL. But I did, father's day 2012, after completing the Bridge to Brisbane 5km run in 31 minutes 57 seconds (1 second longer than the year previous), and feasting on Sherwood RSL's fathers day buffet. This also happened after we had the world's oldest and worst jokes told to us by some old bloke as pre-show entertainment. During his jokes,I went through the wrong door for the bathroom, and promptly bumped into a Hermit, who looked a bit stunned and pointed me the right way. We learnt that they weren't really the original band, in fact only one of the musicians were there from the beginning (Barry Whitwam), but that didn't spoil the music, which was very well executed in such a weird setting. I also may have got a shout out when one of the band members said "A young lady walked into our dressing room earlier- but we haven't had groupies for years!" ... Oh god. They performed, smiling and blissed out to be there, not phased by the dining room venue, 4.15pm commencement time, and upper middle class aging audience, minus me and some hangers on. They did so many songs I recognised without having realised they were them, as well as a few cover medleys of songs around their time. The show became a really nice history lesson on the 60's, as well as a realisation that there were other bands besides all the The's - Beatles, Kinks, Who and Stones... and these guys were in the forefront. Well worth it. Also if you need a cheap drink and don't care where you are, RSL's are the shit, especially if your dad is a member.




Dexy's: Runnin'.
 Harvest Festival (Sunday 18th November, Brisbane Botanic Gardens)



John McCrea: Champion of the world
2012's Harvest weekend will always go down in history as a hugely memorable day, for many reasons. I'd just moved in with my boyfriend Tiptoes, in a beautiful house in Bardon (whee!), my friend was staying with us for the weekend amongst our moving of shit, and the weather was abso-fucking-lutely raging in freak hailstorm season. We all went along with tired but high spirits, and caught some of the best of what was on offer. Dexy's Midnight Runners were so cheesy it was sickening, but were clearly having a good time, and everyone danced to "Come On Eileen" no matter who or where they were. Dandy Warhols oddly didn't really suit the festival vibe as I expected, and choosing to play slowburners like "Good Morning" and "Godless" (while favourites of mine) probably didn't help get the crowd going. I still enjoyed them because I always will, but my group was bored. Liars were kind of weird and dark and brooding and slow, and I wasn't too enthralled, but may have been in a different context. Cake was fun and solid while they opened with "Frank Sinatra" and played "Never There" and ended with the "Distance". Lead singer John McCrea however ruined the fun by shouting at us all sorts of political statements more relevant to the US than here, during and in between songs. After I'd secured a great spot for Ben Folds Five, it was announced we were all to evacuate due to a hail storm and the entire festival found shelter at the QUT grounds, while bits of ice thundered down upon us. It felt apocalyptically weird! Only about an hour or so was lost however, and the show went on, except that I had to miss bits of both Ben Folds Five and Beck due to the new timing. 
Ben Folds Five

BFF were great, I have to say, although having seen Ben enough times solo, my focus was on drummer Darren and bassist Robert, who are fantastic musicians. It was amazing to share the experience with another once (or still) obsessed fan too, and to sing along with old favourites. But I had to scurry over to Beck, who was SO much fun. He played a weird amazing group of songs, lots from later albums 'Guero' 'The Information' and 'Modern Guilt', but also some gems from 'Seachange', and 'Odelay' favourites "Hotwax" (omg!), "Devils Haircut" and "Where It's At". Tiptoes and I danced our little hearts out. Beck had a weird, lazy, fun presence, so much better than his disappointing sickly presence at V festival in 2006 when last I'd saw him. 
The show wasn't over though, even though I was ready to go home, and we caught a captivating set of gorgeous melodies from Grizzly Bear, a bit of Crazy P, and most of Santigold's energetic, dancetastic set, which made me fall a bit in love with her. Then we walked around for half an hour to get a cab and collapsed forever. Another great year Harvest! Please be as promising this year.  




J Spaceman: photo by captainsdead.com
Spiritualized, Hi Fi Bar, Tuesday 4th December

This show crept up on me, on an exhausting day involving a massive heatwave, and I wasn't sure how I was going to enjoy it in the state I was in. Luckily it was the perfect kind of gig for such a mood. At a low capacity Hi Fi, Jason "J Spaceman" Pierce, was seated comfortably at his piano and/or guitar, with his other sombre band members astride, and a couple of backing singing ladies, supported by a projection of all sorts of Windows Screensaver-esque visuals. Together with the music, this set up created a very soothing, moving experience, gently rocking me into a peaceful state. Jason's voice was not much stronger than on the latest record (see my previous entry!), but it was forgiven as you contemplate what the dude has been through... years of drug and alcohol abuse, becoming critically ill with pneumonia (he stopped breathing twice) in 2005, and now being diagnosed with liver cancer and going through chemotherapy... a weaker voice seems fitting. Regardless, his presence and musical energy was strong, and the songs flowed freely. The sound grew better with the gig (or my ears adjusted?), from the seemingly distorted first song, "Here It Comes", on to a selection mostly from 'Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space' and the latest 'Sweet Heart, Sweet Light'. I enjoyed every moment, my highlight being the tug-at-heartstrings title track to 'Ladies and Gentleman', an ode to either drugs or love... transcribed oddly, but well to the live experience. 


Grimes + Dancers
Grimes, The Zoo, Friday 8th December

I have never seen so many young girls with hairs in high bunches, untweezed eyebrows, and bindies all over their forehead. Grimes played her hotly anticipated show at the Zoo, and i got to see what all the fuss was about... well I already knew, her album Visions is an exquisitely catchy piece of music, and worth the 40+ dollars. I was there with my sister and her friends, her first 18+ show since turning said age, which was to me an exciting achievement. I've never felt as old as i did this night, not only surrounded by teenagers I knew but those I did not. Since when did they get so damn cool? Why wasn't I that cool? What do you talk about with them these days? Ahh, youths. Anyway Lady Grimes (aka Claire Boucher) performed like the giddy school girls who adore her, giggly, bashful and babbling, and chuffed as anything to be there, flanked by dancers sharing her craziness. I couldn't understand a word she said or sang but the music was replicated wonderfully, and I felt like one of the kids in Skins for a few seconds if I tried not to remember what I looked like or who I was.



Devo: photo by Cam Ball
Simple Minds, Devo, The Church, The Models, Sirromet Winery, Sunday 9th December
(this was a loooooong week.)


The Church: photo by Cam Ball
I didn't think I would want to ever listen to Whip It again, due to having to sing it through, twice, at work, by a well meaning but mortifying team leader.... But once Devo came round at Sirromet, I was keen to see them in their ageing glory. We were a bit late for the event (yeah that was my fault) and had an awkward spot on the hill, but got to experience everything quite easily nonetheless. I only recognized a few songs by the Models, who seemed to play well but I did find to be a slight bore. The Church were more entertaining, playing strongly and replicating their hits with the passion of a younger band. It may just be that I'm a bigger fan though, as their presence really wasn't as strong as Devo's, who pretty much obliterated the festival, with costumes, video art, dance moves, and pure energy bouncing off the hills. As my family (naturally) agreed, lyrics were never their strong point, but goddamn Devo were, and still are, a fun band, without being the type of annoying that fun bands are resigned to these days. After expected classics such as "Girl U Want" "Whip It" (of course), and "Mongoloid", they ended on an extended version of "It's A Beautiful World" (or so it felt), with that weird baby faced masked boy thing singing the words. It was odd that Simple Minds closed, as they were by far inferior, with the lead singer hardly singing his words (leaving it to the crowd which is always a mistake), and the bands performance being solid but hardly excitable. It's hard to top the excitement of Devo, and after Simple Minds' signature "Don't You (Forget About Me)" we left to get a head start home.


OTHER THINGS I SAW


I went to Rockwiz for the.. third?? time, on Friday the 21st of September at the Convention Centre, which was of course laughs and music and the usual shebang. Bob Evans, Tex Perkins, Joe Camilleri, Vika, Linda, Marcia, even the guy from Even (Ashley). One day, one day.. I'll put my hand up to be a contestant on one of their tours. I could do it, I reckon, until they start asking about Dragon or Jo Jo Zep or even the Beegees... Hmm on second thoughts, I'm still too shy.



Exit? Yes please
I got practically dragged to Stereosonic on the 2nd of December thanks to a friend who works for a will-not-be-named company who gets free tickets to events so that she can check on music distribution licences (in a nutshell?). At the time I was like, a free ticket, why not! But as the day approached and I was unwell, it was the last place I wanted to be. I tried to enjoy myself during some of the dj sets (being most of the 'shows' on offer), but my god was it difficult to enjoy the same shitty, repetitive, blasting music shoved in my ears all day. Luckily my friend wasn't too fussed either, otherwise I would have been the worst company imaginable. Calvin Harris wasn't terrible, but I can kind of appreciate some of his things. Everything else was boring. I was gone before Major Lazer came out, which was probably the only thing that I would have really wanted to see. At least I can say I've been to a really shit music festival that the masses think is excellent.


Casey and Eric
Finally TIM AND ERIC came to the Tivoli on the 4th of October and it was a wonderful time. It wasn't what I expected however... sketches that we kinda had seen before (involving Casey Tatum, Spaghett!, and the Beaver Boys), interspersed with projections of favourite sketches, which the audience got to choose based on the loudness of cheering/clapping. It also seemed like a legit measure! The entire segments of "Just 3 Boys" was also shown to the audience via videoscreen. I thought using video footage was a bit of an easy move and not what we paid money for, but it was fun to watch as a group of fans of this fucked up show, and I will say there was some very interesting looking people in the crowd who will vouch for that. Also, an opening song consisting only of the words "Diarrhea", finishing tribute to Australia, and an encore involving a quiz of the show between 3 audience couples, made it all quite memorable. Also DJ DouggPound had some awesomely terrible opening jokes to kick it off. Follow him on twitter, now. Now Doug get off the track! STICK A FORK IN ME I'M DONE!