Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Just what do you think your doing

Kings of Leon broke on to the scene a couple years ago with a quirky honky-tonk meets indie folk music vibe and a lead singer who slurs and mumbles more than Bruce Springsteen.


Now their new album is out and the title track is playing ad-nauseam here in LA. Not only have Kings of Leon sold out there musical style for more of an arena rock, TRL friendly format but the lyrics are mystifying. 

The track is called Sex On Fire and the chorus goes like this:
You.....
Your Sex is on Fiiiiyah

Is this a warning? Is this a compliment? Is this a double entendre? I think it sounds horrifyingly painful. It could be a nod to deadpan humor.
At the water cooler Ben approaches Carl
Ben: Hey Carl whats up?
Carl: not much you know.....hey wait
Ben: What?
Carl: you.....your sex is on fire!
Ben looking down puzzled and notices a flame coming from his zipper.
Ben: oh....oh god. Carl Help! oh god why!?!  
It may also be a damning accusation thrown towards someone who is has loose morals. Possibly inferring the accused has an STD.

Whatever the meaning is it's obvious what they are saying: That Rock&Roll continues to be dead and only vapid percussion accompanied with esoteric vocals persists to feed the masses. If you have no idea what I'm talking about just wait. The cancerous pop culture tumor will ooze it's way across the mid west and fester in the east coast soon enough.

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I recently had the opportunity to be behind the scenes at a taping of a popular sitcom on network TV. I was handed a script and a pink wristband and got to pal around and observe the crew and staff do there work. The show is shot in the old style of multi-camera. Think of I Love Lucy or Friends and then compare that to The Office or Chuck. The latter are single camera shows. The difference is that multi-cam are shot in front of a studio audience almost exclusively on a sound stage. Whereas a show like Scrubs is done on location and on a sound stage with no audience.

If Multi-cam seems like an outdated and marginalized style of television then let me throw a figure in your face. Two And A Half Men (CBS) consistently gets more viewers than The Office (NBC). Sound incredible? I thought it did to considering Men is my least favorite sitcom on TV besides Till Death and Hannah Montana.

The problem is that single camera shows have benefited from genre bending shows like Scrubs and The Office (U.K.) In short they are original and creative unlike stuffy old rehash multi-cam.
But I don't understand why. Having the audience right there while the actors are working and the writers agonizing in the corner made for an energetic taping. If a joke falls flat, the writers flock to the director and pitch new lines. If a joke works then the audience blows up in laughter and the actors get the rush of approval which they crave. It seems like a melting pot of good jokes and great acting; on the fly focus groups.

Alas that's not the case. I'm flabbergasted as to why although I think the problem lies with the higher ups. 
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To hell with Kings of Leon. Feast your ears on "Popplagi" by Sigur Ros. It's over 11 minutes long but the crescendo it builds to is amazing. Feast your senses on Heroes if you have not already. And wallow in the debauchery of enjoying a good meal with friends. 

Death Magnetic Review


This is the first review of anything on the Blog. Since I decided not to take any particular political stance I need to voice my opinion about something, cause that's what blogs are. A voice for the dilettante.

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Metallica has just recently come out with their newest album "Death Magnetic". The purpose of this album is basically to "rally the base" which has become cranky after the whole Napster thing, the whole "we kinda sucked during the late 90's" thing, the whole "St. Anger really sucked" thing and the whole rehab thing.

It's billed as a return to the roots of the most influential metal band ever. Fast, hard, frenetic and propped against the heavy metal conventions of death and anger are what most Metallica fans are hoping for. So in that sense "Death Magnetic" really does deliver. It sounds like old Master of Puppets Metallica.

The speed of the music is not a clever disguise for poor musicians to make a buck. There are complicated notes and it's obvious that Rob Trujillo was a positive influence on the band.

The woe of the album is twofold: There is no hook for the majority of the songs and James vocals are a mish mash, never really making sense or going along with the music. I explain further. Any good song has a hook; the one melody or whatever that carries the song. It's what you can hum along with or air guitar along to. Listen to Frayed End of Sanity or even St. Anger and you'll notice the hook. Except for Cyanide, My Apocalypse and The Day That Never Comes there's no real hook in the other songs.

I love James Hetfield but his vocals in "Death Magnetic" are borderline student theater monologues. Considering how the vocals in Creeping Death flow and ebb to tell a story, it's the way for most of Metallica's entire song list. But in "Death Magnetic" the vocals are seemingly thrown in because Rick Rubin didn't know what to do with them. And then I heard The Unforgiven III.

The original Unforgiven is in my top 5 favorite songs ever, and the follow up isn't that bad. But when I heard this new version I wept a little inside. Whereas the original song was long, slow, heavy and had a distinct western sound to it, III destroys the spirit of the song in every way. It starts off so well but after about a minute thirty it veers of into Coheed and Cambria territory. Lets compare lyrics.

The Unforgiven
They dedicate their lives
To running all of his
He tries to please them all
This bitter man he is
Throughout his life the same
He's battled constantly
This fight he cannot win
A tired man they see no longer cares
The old man then prepares
To die regretfully
That old man here is me


It sounds poetic and almost Frostian if I'm allowed to say that.

The Unforgiven III
His sinking life
Outside it's hell
Inside, intoxication

He's run aground
Like his life
Water much too shallow


It sounds like some fairy dust moans from 30 Seconds To Mars. I hate it.

Buy those three songs I mentioned on iTunes, they are pretty good. Overall I'd have to give the album a C. Get a better producer guys, please.