Pitchfork: "Divinations"
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
2¢: "Glad (Delorean Remix)"
As pleasant a tune as "Glad" is by itself, it benefits wildly from Spanish remix go-to-guy Delorean's tune-up, shooting "Glad" into the stratosphere on the wings of Tears For Fears' Songs From the Big Chair. Greatly enhancing Mesirow's already dazed vocals with a simple echo effect, Delorean staggers the anticipation with an oddly pacifying drum-circle intro before conjuring up gorgeously hollow synth splashes and starry-eyed lite-disco. Unlike a lot of remix deities that refuse to take cues from the source material, Delorean knows that a little collusion can go a long way. When all is said and done, you kind of hope that a rip in the time space continuum could pipe this into 1987, and a few bleary-eyed Manchester club-goers would have the pleasure of stumbling home to something this dazzling and plush. Previously: "Glad"
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Live Report: Man Man
So Cursive rolled through my hometown last night, and I could've cared fucking less if it weren't for the fact that Philly freakazoids Man Man were opening (needless to say, we made an executive decision to hit the bar instead of hanging around for the headliner). I've long been a vocal proponent of Man Man, so not only was I extremely excited to catch them in the flesh for the first time, but also extremely bummed to hear an (albeit unfounded) rumor that they're calling it quits. For some unknown reason, this band never got the love they deserved (too niche, too wacky). I recall having a conversation a few months ago with a well-respected writer about our favorite LPs of the year, and Rabbit Habits immediately sprung to my mind. "Huh, kind of forgot about that one," he mentioned. How one "forgets" about something so intensely varied and clever beats me, but for some reason, Man Man isn't prominent in everyone else's wheelhouse (though they should be). It must be impossibly tough being a young American indie band right now, but why are there, like, two assholes in the front row (of severely undersold show) who know the words to "Van Helsing Boombox", and everyone else seems pleasantly perplexed? It's a damn shame. Nevertheless, Man Man were as fevered and precise as any young band in America, kicking things off with a tremendous "Hurly Burly" followed by single "Top Drawer", as darkly humorous and vivacious as they are on record. The great thing about Man Man is the balance-- oddball, wild and sloppy, yet paced, deliberate and downright fucking talented. Ornate, inventive and unpredictable, I beg of you: Stay together for the kids.
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