Aaaah MUSIC… that sweet, sweet fuck-all else of a ride. What else is there? To paraphrase the once great, now sadly laughable singer from one of the greatest bands in recent history, THE VERVE’s Richard Ashcroft, “… the feeling you get from live music can’t be bought from any drug dealer in the world”.
Indeed… gotta love those “Holy Shit!” moments of awesome. The ones that give you “THATGRIN”, like yer seeing something special. I was just in one of those same moments this weekend for the Noise Pop festival in SF. I was lucky enough to get into the sold-out MEMORYTAPES show at the Bottom of the Hill, but my joy wasn’t just for the chance to see the headliner, i was super-charged to see a local band called BIRDSANDBATTERIES.
Their sound is fresh, as it should be. In today’s age, where “everything” has been done (not really-have faith in creative evolution, monkies!), it seems like the most exciting shit comes out of the deepest grab bag of influences. Take a band like OASIS… they’ve written some great songs, but when you admittedly sound like the BEATLES and theSTONES, i can pretty much see where yer going. A band like ANIMALCOLLECTIVE, on the other hand, who pull from so many areas, are at the forefront of what’s possible in bringing nuance to what we know is already out there. Just being different doesn’t mean it’s gonna be cool (BJORK’s Medulla anyone?), but it sets the possibility of something that pushes the boundaries to be a new form of great…. SF’s own BIRDSANDBATTERIESdo that for me and many others. They brought Noise Pop attendees a fresh style of music that brought to mind the production values of the DFA label’s dirty rock disco, and the psychedelic song-writing side of SUPERFURRYANIMALS, all delivered in a TALKINGHEADS-ish package ripe and ready for the indie-rock dance floor. And they did it with “THATGRIN”, which made the rounds throughout Bottom of the Hill after their set. So it’s with “THATGRIN” that i offer my first blog for my dear friends at OM… that grin, and a message to music rookies and vets… fuck apathetic complacency. Dig deep and find something that moves you. It’s out there… somewhere.