Monday, June 29, 2009

Menahan Street Band: The Sound of Funky Urban Distopia



















So these guys have been out for a little while, their first and only album debuted last October on Dunahm records (a subsidiary of Daptone) and was a collaberative effort between musicians from Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings, The Antibalas, and Budos Band. Since its release it has been sample by the likes of Wale (look at my Fela Kuti post), Jay-Z, and I'm sure others but Jay-Z is enough to know you are ballin'. Menahan Street Band and their related acts specialize in a kind of nuevo-soul sound that essentially sounds like a frankenstein combination of a speakeasy cliche, a Graham Greene mystery, urban despair, and the unarticulated wailings of a thousand crying soul musicians... if that makes any sense, it shouldn't really. I think a more concise less vague, and perhaps more relatable way of putting it is the sound of a "The Funky Urban Distopia" (The Budos Band also falls under this distinction). This sound is a combination of a style that has both a patina of the familiar while incorporating fresh melodies that borrow from a variety of sources. Its main sonic contributors latin jazz, afro-beat, hip-hop, dub all have found themselves in dark smokey basement clubs and their sound tries to capture that. I think it is music like this that highlights the importance of hip-hop in that it is the essential element that bridges the gap between all these vaguely related forms and pulls them together into something that can be adopted into mainstream listening habits. Hip-hop in effects provides the enabling ingredient that begs us to accept this musics repetitive, perhaps by that same token almost abrasive nature and just listen to the music. To dwell in the space that it creates, outside of our daily experience, but not too far. As French spectralist composer Tristan Murail says "Music is the architecture of time", and music like this that is so specific to a style yet decidedly vague in what it actually presents is a good example of this. That is to say that the music has a strong affect but in the absence of lyrics or even a strong improvisational presence, the music makes up for the lack of the human element in its strong atmospheric presence. This presence I imagine to be the expansive hallowed proverbial walls enclosing that seedy funky underbelly of the urban distopia, what the distopia is like and exatly how funky it may be is up to you.












Thursday, June 25, 2009

Michael Jackson and the New Music Paradigm: The Interweb, the Decline of the Major Record Lables, and the Day Pop Music Died.




The death of Michael Jackson marks the end of an era. The news of his death certainly delivers a blow to the triumphancy (I know its not a word, but it should be) of the Summer of Soul, and to pop music fans around the world. In many ways there is no artist that epitomized the transcendent powers of pop music and the corrupting powers of fame. Born in Gary Indian (a suburb of Chicago, and now one of the poorest cities in the united states) his tremendous talent was utilized at a young age with his involvement in the Jackson 5 (singing on such seminal soul tracks as ABC, I Want You Back, I'll Be There and many others) that elevated him to a permanent status in popular culture around the world that has been achieved by few public entertainment figures (The Beatles and Michael Jordan are really the only two comparisons that I can think of now). His tremendous fame at such a young age certainly took its toll as we all know, leading to strange stories about his personal life, erratic behavior, and drug use.
All this aside though (such a topic is not appropriate for such a post in my opinion) his 1982 album Thriller is far and away the highest selling album of all time selling over 100 million copies, and at its peak selling over a million records a week. Its sound was a mix of funk, soul, rock n' roll, and the burgeoning influence of synthesizers (still incredibly present in music today) that has proved to be one of the most influential records of all time. Listening to Thriller today, it is hard to listen pop music as it sounds today without hearing its overarching presence. But this brings me to an interesting point. With the increasing prevalence of the internet (with such cultural phenoms such as YouTube, illegal downloading, and the blog-o-sphere) and the demise of radio never has the music that we encounter has been more diverse and accessible.
What I am hinting at here is the demise of mass produced music, well at least on Michael Jackson's scale and the fact that Thriller will unlikely be usurped from its standing as the highest selling album of all time in our lifetime or possibly in this century or beyond. With the dying record industry and increased accessibility to homegrown forms (such as the availability of digital recording and myspace) the age of celebrity, at least in music, seems to be on its way out. I experienced this first hand when working at the First Midwest Bank Amphitheater (formerly the Tweeter Center, formerly the World Music Amphitheater) by my house in Tinely Park. One of Chicago's largest music venues, when working I saw not a single sold out show. Not for Nine Inch Nails, not even for Bruce Springstien. The format seemed tired: overpriced tickets, overpriced food, seating about a quarter of a mile from the stage. This is not music. If any one of those people took the time to find a music blog they liked they could have found a show of similar music for a third of the price at a small venue in the city and had a good time to boot. The
Lets be honest, we all have our favorite artists, but everything is relative, especially in music. Familiarity is nice but when it comes down to it, but nowadays with increasing musical accessibility, it is easy to point out that many artists big and small across the world make music that are much like each other and are comparable in quality. The recordings probably aren't as good with smaller artists but with a few beers in you (that are not eight dollars for a budweiser) and an intimate setting, most live performances of small semi-professional bands (forget punk ass emo bullshit highschoolers though) are great. Anyone in the biz will tell you its more about style and who you know, not what you play.
Sociologists have reported (the article is blanking me right now, and I think I left it in new york) that during times of increased commercialization of music and un-sated demand communal music forms have taken prevalence (i.e. folk forms based on principals of locality and live performance) over commercial. What we have been experiencing at least since WWII is a dominance of the commercial music market place over local forms. Of course previously in Europe and even America, classical composers, were promoted as national artifacts and symbols of western intellectual dominance due to their theoretical complexity. In general the superiority of western theoretical dominance due its rigorous complexity, western classical music theory was often hailed as irrefutable evidence. This point has since been refuted by many most modern music scholars, in particular in the 1950's with the ethnomusicologists at UCLA citing the complexity of Balinesian Gamillan music used in traditional religious practices. Similar to the pre-conception of western classical music's dominance the advent of the phenomenon of pop music and the modern music industry, have caused many to think that music had been permanently altered towards sound with a highly visceral affect (this is an opinion I hold, being that pop music tends to focus on pumping one up or marking one cry, so to speak) and one model of dispersion.
The other day my friend Spencer and I were talking about how we thought that U.K. dub-step could probably be the "next big thing". It is being played more and more in clubs and raves all around the world, as well as its influence becoming increasingly more prevalent in hip-hop and pop. The model of electronica I think probably serves as one of many new models of musical dispersion in the coming future. For one reason it doesn't rely on radio play or album sales for income, and thus the ability for people to dedicate their lives to their craft. People who want to be pop-stars will be hard pressed to find a network of venues or even the community of dedicated artists to share their craft, hence the lonely desperate souls we see on American Idol giving all their hope to a single shot in the dark. I guess, someone who wants to be a pop singer could enter the world of session recording for commercial music banks, but that pursuit is notoriously unfulfilling. Connoisseurs of electronic music/technology have a pre-established network where they can find gigs as DJ's, trade their tapes with fellow artists, remix and produce other peoples work, or use their knowledge of their local scene to contribute to blogs, magazines, etc... This is the same in any sub-culture, but electronica, as a worldwide form and electronically based (which makes for easy transfer of recordings) is primed to be a refuge for many makers of music.
But what's that you say, all electronica sounds the same? I think people who say this are right, in terms of musical texture, and often musical language, this isn't a bad thing though. My argument, what is wrong with that? The same goes for rock or jazz or folk. When music is similar to itself it allows people to who enjoy that form to subtly modify it to their own taste, maybe, just maybe come up with something new. As is the case with dub-step, or Thriller. The Jackson 5 were a great group that managed to make a number of hits, but listening to the Summer of Soul playlist I think it is easy to see that many people were out there making songs of similar quality, whether they had big names or not. Jackson is of course incredibly talented. It was when Michael Jackson made Thriller that his unique background and life of music had culminated into the greatest selling album of all time and perhaps the most influential pop-recording of the last twenty years, when Jackson created a sound we could no longer return from (thus his incredible stature).
But here is what really got me thinking. The death of Michael Jackson, the king of pop, marks the end of one of the biggest superstars the world has ever seen. With the increasing diversity of music we are exposed to do we really have the capacity to obsess over a single sound or artist the way we did in the eighties? This fact is compounded by the continual decline in record sales that has not been supplemented by digital downloads (in addition to peak oil, global warming, and the increasing chance of nuclear holocaust). This all makes me feel there is potential that Thriller may be the largest selling album of all time... for-ev-errrrr (sandlot reference). The more easily accepted point is that the way we receive music is changing and the passing of Michael Jackson marks a paradigm shift that has been occurring for the last decade or so from the heyday of commercial pop-music to the atmosphere surrounding its current decline.

Will Thriller ever be ucerped? I don't think in my lifetime, I put the odds at one in five.


Here are the songs I chose to commemorate Michael Jackson

Maria - Michael Jackson (I took this one from soul-sides summer section from a few weeks ago, they have some good not oft' heard tracks up now)


I will also take this opportunity to repost the link to The Summer of Soul : Electric Boogaloo mix


Tuesday, June 23, 2009

A Cultural Icon: King Khan




















One part Iggy Pop, one part James Brown, and two parts awesome is the recipe for one of my favorite new-ish artists. Between the triumphant horn lines, raspy vocals, and upbeat driving bass lines Khan's sound is refreshingly original, while still managing to pay appropriate homage to some great periods of Rock n' Roll. He sings songs about everything from the expensive eating habits of the obese women he has dated to his own personal inadequacies and from living in the fast lane to true love. Often donning nothing but a necklace and some tight briefs, the energy of his and the passion he puts behind his music is hard to miss and would perhaps make you doubt his canadian origins for a perhaps more balls-out country such as the U.S.A. He is so much fun, his music is awesome. He is best known for his work with his backing band The Shrines, but he also collaborates with old music partner Mark Sultan to create a neo-grunge do-wop band called King Kahn and the B.B.Q. show. I would suggest going out and buying "The Supreme Genious of King Khan and the Shrines" right now... so DO IT!!!!

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Chicago Folk Revival Legend: John Prine





















Often there are times - the rainy afternoons, the frustrated evenings, the end of long stagnant weeks or months- when there is just that honest consoling sound we are drawn to. For people this can be anything from Black Flag to Britney Spears, but I think you could guess neither of those examples do much for me in any situation. For me this musical voice is that of John Prine. Coming from the Old Town School of Folk Music in Chicago during the urban folk revival of the 1960's historically speaking he sits alongside such historic figures as Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, Tom Rush, Phil Ochs and many others.

I remember the first time I heard John Prine. It was on a two disc anthology that is still in my mothers car. The first time I heard it I thought it was a type of cliche Americana. An overly simple old-timey sound that would never really garner too much respect in my ears. It was about sometime last year when I gave him a second chance. By this time I was a more seasoned appreciator of folk and bluegrass, and in my second listening instead of finding pedestrian melodies and typical progressions I found something else.

Though the melodic material is not much that warrants accolades; between the deft guitar picking (see Souvenirs), softhearted lyrics, and honest performances John Prine has become one of my favorite folk voices. I find his sound is both tender yet coarse enough to make the music feel approachable and not lofted in production, pop sentiment, or lyrical abstraction. I love his sound and the songs he writes. I find it funny that I didn't appreciate it at first, but that is one of the mysteries of taste and critical intuition, that as I have gotten older I would say the standards for what I listen to have not been lowered but I find myself asking different things from my music. I think when I was younger I was probably (as often happens in youth) I had preconceived notions of what music I listened to was supposed to sound like or do to me (think of how you as a child thought of vegetables, and if you don't like vegetables these days you better chickity check yo-self before you wreck your self, for real), asking for melodies to take me somewhere exciting and new Now, with Prine at least, I ask for his music to take me to something consoling and familiar. Perhaps its the accumulation of memory, or a newfound appreciation of the past. Either way John Prine is one of those many artists that I have grown to love, and as usual I am glad I looked past my youthful dispersions and gave him another chance.



Donald and Lydia - John Prine


Souvenirs - John Prine

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Extra! Extra! Summer of Soul Update:

This is a response to the very apt suggestion from good friend and renowned funk saxophonist DJ Jose "Big Denmark" Houlihan. Consider it officially part of your boogaloo summer...



Also, the other night I witnessed history as Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings took the main stage for the final show of Chicago's blues fest. Though it was a short set-list (city workers don't really enjoy working overtime, so an encore was out of the question) and the sound system could have been turned up a bit the show made apparent her soulful prowess on stage and for that I was happy.
The important part though is that along with her typical dance repertoire (the funky chicken, among many others) she did.... thats right you guessed it, the boogaloo.
Now it may not have been the electric boogaloo, but considering Sharon was one of the first posts I made on this blog, I think we may have wittnessed a professy on the part of DJ Newmatic... I know, crazy.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Of all the things god hates he may have spared this song, had they sung on key...


My favorite part is at 4:04 when the men yell "The siege is coming!", it kinda reminds me of a line from a Steven Segal movie.

Here is the original song that the Westboro Baptist Church is trying to copy. It still kinda sucks, but at least its fun.


Monday, June 8, 2009

Summer of Soul Pt. 2 : Electric Boogaloo '09



















Ahh summer. The long days, the barbecues, the beaches and the beer all represent this special time of the year where, even if you don't have any more time on your hands than usual, you certainly act like you do. Summer is when we all attempt to recall those care free days of memories past that may have existed only for a moment, but are forever encapsulated in notions of everything from pool-side days, fleeting summer romance, and grandiose travel plans that were half baked at best. Last summer DJ Marcus Newmatic had a novel idea, "The Summer of Soul". There are many artists and songs that are perfect for those summer moments, but I think DJ Newmatic was on to something in that there is no genre of music that I feel epitomizes summer more than soul.
Soul music like the idea of summer is in many ways is about escape. Coming from Detroit, Chicago, Philadelphia, New York and other Black urban centers soul music in a very real way served as a place to overcome and forget the daily struggles of inner city life while promoting hope, celebrating love, and mourning heartbreak. Summer as previously noted with its mythology of freedom, is steeped in nostalgia. And soul music with each horn hit, each upstroke of the hollow-bodied guitars, and each warm crackled cry of a hopeless romantic on the microphone are drenched in the uplifting thoughts of yesteryear. More importantly perhaps is the lasting sonic power that these songs have. Even with the aspects of "old" among its sound are found tunes that connect deeply to the power of pop music while maintaining the musicality and tact that make these songs transcend their period maintaining accessibility to the ears of todays generation as well. Fitting handily on any standard blank cd and playing in any boombox or car cd player, I say without hesitation, that this is the soundtrack of your summer. So without further ado I give you the playlist for the ....

Highlights:



Whats on it:
As Long as Ive Got You (Demo) 3:16 the emotions songs of innocence/experience
Misdemeanor 2:41 Foster Sylvers Summer Songs '09
ABC 2:59 Jackson 5
Tell Me 2:46 Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings 100 Days, 100 Nights
In These Very Tender Moments 3:14 Eddie & Ernie Lost Friends
Maybe So, Maybe No 3:04 New Holidays 7" (Soul Hawk)
Make It Good To Me 4:52 Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings Dap-Dippin' With...
Respect 2:28 Aretha Franklin I Never Loved a Man the Way I Love You
Seven Years 2:19 The Impressions The Young Mod's Forgotten Story
You're No Good 2:50 Harvey Averne Viva Soul
Cold Game 3:34 Myron & E with The Soul Investigators
Ole Man Trouble 2:36 Otis Redding The Dock Of The Bay
Goodbye Baby (Baby Good Bye) 3:23 Solomon Burke Rock 'n Soul
Many Rivers To Cross 2:42 Jimmy Cliff The Harder They Come-The Definitive Collection
A Change Is Gonna Come 3:13 Sam Cooke Ain't That Good News (Remastered)
Together (Album Version) 2:56 The Intruders The Best Of The Intruders: Cowboys To Girls
I Heard It Through the Grapevine 3:05 The Temptations Clould Nine
(Sittin' On) The Dock Of The Bay 2:45 Otis Redding The Dock Of The Bay
05 - Slip Away 3:02 Hank Ballard Can't keep a good man down - 1969
What Becomes of the Broken Hearted 3:00 Jimmy Ruffin
Woman's Got Soul 2:18 The Impressions Big Sixteen
11 Lost Someone [-] 2:42 James Brown Live at the Appollo
He Ain't Comin' Home No More 3:10 Nina Simone High Priestess Of Soul (Originals)
This Time 3:07 Dj Shadow The Outsider Hip-Hop
Tired Of Fighting 3:32 Menahan Street Band Make The Road By Walking
This Magic Moment 2:34 The Drifters Atlantic Rhythm & Blues (1947-74) - Disc 4 (1957-60)

Happy Listening,
MC J-Sauce

p.s. if any of you readers have your own summer playlist feel free to share it in the comments sections I will surely take a listen.