Delta Spirit :: Duncan (from Daytrotter; my favorite Paul Simon song. It has seriously saved my life more than once.) [MP3]
And that equals:
Holy fuck, that’s Middle Brother. Mathematically speaking, the combined badass factor accomplished by adding up three members of three of my favorite bands is unsurpassed. Album/tour forthcoming. 2011 just got it’s ass kicked…
People, THIS is why I love the fucking internets. I spent the day at the workstead listening to Lohio. I located the Jude, picked him up, stopped off for cereal (also fondly known as dinner; Trix), and headed home. I blogged about Lohio. I discovered The Ampeater Review, stumbled upon a picture there in the top row, and thought, “Dude, Color of Clouds. Sweet. Wonder what they sound like? Can you really put just ONE color to a cloud? Let’s just click this and listen real quick — ah, shit yes.”. Then I made Jude cry because I told him I was gonna teach him to use a broom. That’s my night, give or take.
I digress. Color of Clouds. Goodness. Sounds that may have never fallen on our ears if not for the sheer fucking awesomeness of the internet and it’s ability to rock your fucking face off if you’re willing to follow multiple tangents.
I work hard to listen to good music and because of geography, if I’m going to listen to good music I’m gonna have to work hard. If I eat what I’m fed here in the rural Midwest (truly, The Buckle of the Bible Belt) then I’m to be considered a Toby Keith/Katy Perry/Rihanna-getarian. Now, not that there’s anything wrong with those few (except for Toby Keith, he’s a fucking coozebag) but I can’t take that shit. If I was on an island with only a Fergie disc, I’d listen to myself starve to death before I’d play it once, maybe twice. What?! She’s a nice girl, yes America, but dammit, really? HER albums deserve the audience that my favorites have and her massive audience should wise up and listen to fucking Megafaun. We’d all be better people.
Take for example, the aforementioned Color of Clouds. Jude and I have been listening to “Brother” for literally, one hour. I anticipate that I will listen to it from the hours of 6am-9am tomorrow. I will then listen to it in the car. THEN I will buy the music here. What I really want though, is the vinyl.
ALSO, AMERICA: Why don’t you listen to more vinyl? It’s because you’re not listening to enough music with emotion or any real feeling at all and thus, you don’t NEED to hear it on vinyl. Pressing vinyl (especially pink, swirly vinyl with woodcut inserts in the sleeve made by the artist you’re listening to) is expensive, I imagine, but vinyl is heavy and so must be the music on it. I realize vinyl doesn’t necessarily fit in with our urge as a country to make everything smaller and easier, but really?! I’ll say this, I sometimes feel guilty about reducing the songs that I love and that move me to kilobytes and download times.
Shit. I digress, again. Color of Clouds. They are lovely. There is a combination of sound and lyrics (“Took a plane, flew over your state”) and vocal stylings here that I am not apt to find in one song/band. Typically, I get one of the three, perhaps two, and honestly, that’s good enough. I don’t know what the lyrics to “Moon Deluxe” are but that music rips me up. I don’t so much notice the music behind “Salt in the Wound” but those lyrics have the potential to leave me with scars. The lyrics to “When the Night Comes” are quite plain, the music isn’t too involved, but Auerbach’s voice makes me feel like I’m falling in love. And not just any love — a life-altering, beautiful love.
You know what, this really isn’t about Color of Clouds anymore, is it? But I’ll admit, I feel better having gotten all that out.
Fucking A. Listen to some wonderful internet tangents below…
This week seems to be dominated by falling in love with bands by association. We stumbled upon Pepper Rabbit via Cotton Jones and that love will, no doubt, linger on for the life of that band. Today, a simple tweet (goddamn Twitter) via @PeterWolfCrier alerted us to the fact that they will soon be embarking on a tour with Dawes and The Romany Rye (after just returning from tour with Delta Spirit). A quick search revealed a million comparisons to Ryan Adams and the Cardinals and frankly, it was off-putting. Don’t mistake — we simply love Mr. Adams and his Cards but that love means that we have approximately 297 bootlegs of Cardinals shows already on the hard drive so we see no need in cluttering that further with a band that sounds alike. Ryan Adams is infamously famous for his insane output — if we don’t have the time to get through THAT catalog how would we ever have the time to cipher through the catalog of The Cardinals 2.0?
Typically, we wouldn’t. But we’re making time for The Romany Rye. Turns out that while the comparisons are surely based in small truths, The Romany Rye has its own unique yet familiar sound. Romany seems to be a brand of heavier folk to us, as opposed to just a Cardinals clone but upon even the first listen, it’s immediately obvious that this band has the power to go just as far as the Cards.
The guitars are more ambient at times and the vocals and lyrics are not as heartsung and serious as the typical Cardinals jam…but this is certainly not a gripe. The Cards tend to be hard for the casual listener to stomach for hours upon hours and while there is thick emotion in Romany’s songs, it is a more accessible brand.
Listen up below. Do it, if not for the music, for the literary reference. And toss those damn comparisons to Ryan out the window.
The Romany Rye :: Brothers (from Daytrotter) [MP3]
Listen to more of The Romany Rye’s spectacular, wonderful, insanely badass Daytrotter session here. Do it. Do it now.