Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Elliott Smith


This past weekend I wrote a paper for my History of Rock class about Elliott Smith. Smith was a singer-songwriter who supposedly committed suicide in 2003 (I say supposedly because the autopsy was inconclusive about whether or not the stab wounds were self-inflicted - a lot of people think his girlfriend is to blame.) Anyway, Smith is a fascinating musician, and one of my favorites; his music is so passionate and gentle, but at the same time very sad and depressing. You can hear a man crying out for help when you listen to his music.


So I did a lot of research on Elliott Smith for this paper, and in the process have been listening to more and more of his music. First I'd like to say that either 'XO' or 'From a Basement on the Hill' now definitely belong on my Top 21 list; neither were on there at first because Smith's collective work in general means a lot to me, not just one album. But having something like the Chili Peppers on that list and not Elliott is a disservice, so I'm hereby stating that Elliott Smith deserves to be on there (where exactly I'm not sure. I'll figure that out next time I make a 'Top Albums' list).

I'd also like to say that if you have not listened to Elliott Smith, please do so. He was a treasure and his death was as much of a tragedy to music as Kurt Cobain's was. His story, though, speaks almost as loud as his music. It's a story of emptiness, loneliness, and pain, and the tragic results of trying to fill that life with the things of this world. It's a story of someone who is searching for something to fill a void, but can never quite find anything that fits.

If only Elliott Smith knew of the only thing that can ever fill that void perfectly.

If you're new to Elliott Smith, please please please check him out. Listen to 'XO' or 'Either/Or.' And if you want to know more, here's what I wrote in the paper (it was about what we would ask them if we interviewed them):

"On October 21, 2003, the music world was shocked to hear that singer-songwriter Elliott Smith, a man viewed by many as one of the great modern songwriters, had died at the age of 34. Further troubling the news was the fact that Smith appeared to have died of self-inflicted stab wounds to the chest. Months later the news would get gloomier still, as the coroner declared that an autopsy on Smith was inconclusive as to whether or not the stab wounds were in fact self-inflicted.

The tragic end to Smith’s life, for many, was fitting for a man who sang often of sadness, isolation, and a deteriorating life. His depressing lyrics seemed to be setting the stage for some sad conclusion, and his intense drug and alcohol habits further suggested Smith may be the creator of his own demise in one way or another.

It is only by looking on the surface, though, that a bystander would conclude that Smith’s career was defined by his substance abuse and supposed suicide. Those factors were merely chapters in the story of a landmark artist and musical innovator. No, Elliott Smith was not just a man whose depressing music got the better of him. Elliott Smith was a musician who poured out his emotion into his craft, who spoke to the world through his art, and who will forever be remembered by fans and critics alike for his passionate songs that connected so well with millions of people.

Smith’s impressive career was improbable from the start; having started as the guitarist and songwriter with heavy grunge band Heatmiser, few could have guessed that behind the aggression of that band was a man who could write gentle melodies and acoustic ballads. That became a reality, though, after Heatmiser disbanded and Smith’s solo discs gained huge popularity. This was the first thing that has made him historically significant; at a time (the early ‘90s) when grunge and aggression ruled the airwaves, a man stepped out of that mold and touched the world with something quite the opposite from that intensity.

But Smith wasn’t just another singer-songwriter; though his sound had elements of acoustic balladeers such as Nick Drake, Jackson Browne, and even Bob Dylan before him, his music could stand out on its own as new to popular music. For starters, he double-tracked his vocals to give his voice a layered, harmonized affect, a sound that defined his work just as much as his bouncy, albeit sad, guitar playing. That musical expression was also new to the music world, as it combined an almost cheerful musical sound to hushed, gentle lyrics crying out with desperation.

All of these elements of Smith’s work contributed to perhaps his greatest achievement in his short life: speaking for an entire population of lonely individuals searching for someone who could relate. He became the hero for thousands of teenagers and adults; this was never more evident than the weeks after his death, when thousands paid tribute all across the country with memorials and tribute shows.

With my assignment in hand to interview anyone from the modern age of music, and my time machine ready to travel anytime of my choosing, I am journeying to October 20, 2003, to interview Elliott Smith the day before he died. I am interviewing Smith because his untimely death established a lasting legacy of genius and mystery that will be remembered for decades as one of the great contributions to modern songwriting – Smith set a precedent for his legion of fans destined to carry on his stories of pain and sorrow.

I’m choosing this day to interview Smith for two reasons: first, because he had largely disappeared from the music scene for the previous three years, ever since the release of 2000’s ‘Figure 8,’ preparing new album ‘From a Basement on the Hill.’ His music was in transition; Smith gained widespread fame upon being nominated for and performing at the Academy Awards in 1998 (for the song ‘Miss Misery’ from ‘Good Will Hunting’), and ‘Figure 8’ was his first album that reflected that popularity, with a poppier sound and heftier sales. With this newfound fame and changing musical direction, there was much speculation regarding how ‘From a Basement on the Hill’ would sound.

The second reason is much more substantial: Smith had reportedly been clean and sober for some time leading up to his death, and many believed he was finally turning his life around. This fact surely would have had an affect on his music, but it also would have had an impression on his depressive state. Interviewing him on the day before he died could better clear the picture of what emotions were running through him at the time, and maybe could even provide some answers as to how – and why – Smith died.

(This is where I listed all of the questions I would ask him)

Even if I could go back in time to interview Elliott Smith on October 20, 2003, I know there is nothing I can do for him. He will be dead in a day. But his last words may provide some answers to the big mystery of his life and give closure to the story of a man who surely is and will be one of the most inspirational musicians for the next generation."

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

21

In honor of my 21st birthday (yes it was last week, but I've been busy), I've decided to put together a very, VERY rough shortlist of my 21 favorite albums of all time. I'm doing this mostly because I've never actually put a list of favorite albums of all time together (soooo many to choose from), but also because it's a lot of fun to do and I figure it should happen anyway. And who doesn't love to read lists?

So here's the thing about the list: there are a lot of omissions. There are several albums I wanted to put on here for the sake of having them on here - albums like Wilco's 'Yankee Hotel Foxtrot' or Elliott Smith's 'XY' - but chose not to because they, as albums, weren't significant to me in the way these others are (though the artists themselves are WAY significant to me). I mean, I know 'Yankee Hotel Foxtrol' is a phenomenal album, but I tend to listen to 'A Ghost Is Born' more often.

And also, these are by no means the best albums of all time, but simply my favorites. I mean, if I were to put together a list of what are 'supposedly' the greatest albums ever, few of these would make the cut. And along those same lines, I've left off many classics because we know they're great albums, they just don't mean as much to me as some of these others.

Finally, I could easily put the entire Beatles catalog on this list, but for the sake of other albums, I'll only include one.

Without further ado, here is a (ROUGH) list of my 21 favorite albums (with a few words for each):


1. 'Seven Swans' by Sufjan Stevens: Easily my favorite. Gentle, calming, beautiful, and best of all, meaningful - this is Sufjan's 'Christian' album.




2. 'OK Computer' by Radiohead: My introduction to one of the
best bands ever. Every song is great.



3. 'Illinoise' by Sufjan Stevens: More intricate Sufjan, super melodic and absolutely brilliant overall.




4. 'Master and Everyone' by Bonnie 'Prince' Billy: About as soft as you can get. Very gentle, acoustic. Really flippin' beautiful.






5. 'The White Album' by The Beatles: My favorite of theirs because it was my first musical memory, listening to Mom's favorite band. What else could possibly be said about it?



6. 'Elephant' by The White Stripes: I used to hate the White Stripes. Then I heard this record and changed my mind.





7. 'Joshua Tree' by U2: Another band whose entire catalog could possibly be on the list. Just gorgeous.



8. 'Greetings from Michigan' by Sufjan Stevens: Sufjan is on here a lot because he is a genius. Beautiful songs with acoustic guitar and banjo, including my favorite song of all time, 'For the Widows in Paradise, for the Fatherless in Ypsilanti.'




9. 'Sea Change' by Beck: Like you've never heard Beck before; soft, sad acoustic balladry.





10. 'Legend' by Bob Marley: His greatest hits. Defines my springtime now.



11. 'Dark Side of the Moon' by Pink Floyd: So simple yet so complex, this is mellow 70's psychelia. Perfect introduction to the band and the decade.


12. 'Lateralus' by Tool: Sure, Tool sometimes gives off the impression of being a demonic band, but I defy you find a better metal album from the last 10 years. This was one of my first CDs ever.


13. 'A Rush of Blood to the Head' by Coldplay: Piano-driven alt-rock with one of the best voices of modern music. Makes me think of winter



14. 'The Bends' by Radiohead: Their second album, and it really shows how much they've changed. It's straight-up modern rock, but really, really good.



15. 'The Lonesome, Crowded West' by Modest Mouse: I could have put many of their albums on here, but this is the one I turn to the most. Kings of indie rock.



16. 'Funeral' by Arcade Fire: Redefined indie music, and you can see it in most bands today. Really impressive.




17. 'Takk...' by Sigur Ros: Icelandic atmospheric prog-rock. Defined my freshmen year, perfect for chilling.




18. 'Weezer (The Blue Album) by Weezer: Grandfather of modern punk and emo. Lots of catchy tunes.




19. 'In the Aeroplane Over the Sea' by Neutral Milk Hotel: A new addition to this list, preceded Arcade Fire with the whole 'redefining indie music' thing. Can't stop listening to it.


20. 'Give Up' by Postal Service: Pop techno, beautiful melodies, really catchy.


21. 'Stadium Arcadium' by Red Hot Chili Peppers: Not a landmark album by any means, but full of potential top-40 hits. Another spring time pick-me-up-er.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

God's Good Earth


I'm going to school to learn how to put things into words. Usually I think in words, constructing sentences in my head regarding the details of my surroundings.

But sometimes I simply do not have words to say. Sometimes the power of God's earth overwhelms me and whatever it is I'm feeling inside just cannot be put into words.

I think this is the best picture I've ever taken.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Nerd Mode

First things first: I always find it interesting that even though I have exponentially more time on my hands during break from school, I usually end up being lazy and am far less active than I am during school. I think it's because school keeps me on an active routine, and thus I am more motivated to do stuff.

While on break, sitting on the couch watching television always sounds more attractive than cleaning, writing, moving. So some things suffer over break. Like updating this here blog. But now school is in full swing again and life becomes active once more.

Some cool things happened last night and I found myself hopelessly entangled in Nerd Mode.

After Bible Study (where I had some cool revelations, more on that in a bit), I ended up in my room with Katie, my roomate Greg and his girlfriend Steph. Katie and I were about to jump head-in to disc 3 of 'Planet Earth' when Greg and Steph came in to hang out. Greg asked about my record player, and the ball got rolling.

I often find myself living with two different kinds of people: those in tune with the more artsy culture I tend to follow (indie music, small-market films, classic literature) and those who couldn't care less about that kind of stuff. Mind you, I don't consider myself 'cooler' because I appreciate this stuff more. There is no 'right' or 'wrong' - other people have other interests. If anything, I'm just a big nerd.

And I fall into Nerd Mode sometimes, like when Greg asked about my record player - he's one of those not exactly in tune with my interests (though, of course, Greg and I are close friends and share several common interests.) As I started explaining the vinyl to him, Steph turned her attention to my Sufjan Stevens records. That's when I really got excited - I can sing Sufjan's praises for hours. And I probably would have last night if 'Planet Earth' hadn't been calling my name. Either way, I started playing Sufjan for them and talking fast and answering their questions and being a big nerd about my music and my vinyl. This is stuff I am really passionate about, and if there are more people to be learned on it, then I am willing to do the learning.

It was good time in my room hanging out with Greg and Steph, even though I was being a nerd and probably completely overwhelmed them (Katie is used to this kind of stuff.)

I found it interesting that this exchange with Greg and Steph happened last night because of what we had discussed at Bible Study. Josh had mentioned at group the passage Psalm 103:5, which says God 'satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's.' We discussed this in relation to our desires for things like music, movies, etc. (it's a Bible Study for those who find themselves more into artsy stuff like indie music and such), and my friend Max had an interesting thing to say.

Max said that he doesn't desire to watch more movies (which threw us all off because he's a film student and knows more about movies than anyone I've ever met), but that what he truly enjoys is watching a favorite movie of his with someone who has never seen it, or discussing different aspects of movies with someone else.

And it hit me - I'm the same way with music. Sure, I love to get a new CD or find a new artist and listen to them, but my real excitement comes from sharing that with other people. And as we talked about it more, we connected that idea with the idea of community, and how we are called to live in community and fellowship. I was excited because I thought about how maybe we have this excitement because this is how God sometimes calls us into community, through passions like these and our willingness to share them.

Yes, I got caught up in Nerd Mode last night. When I get worked up about my passion for music, all these desires I have to share my passion overflow and I get to be like a kid on Christmas morning.

Maybe you could say my youth had been restored like the eagle's.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Joining a band pt. 2

Ever since I first touched a drum set, I've dreamed of being part of a band. Honestly, when I was in high school, I assumed joining a band would be easy as pie, and there were times that I was pretty sure I wouldn't even need to have a career plan because everything would be alright - I was going to be a rock star.

Of course, I was stupid. Joining a band - much less being in a popular band - is not an easy task. All of those dreams I had of touring, making money, reaching the pinnacle of success, they were all unrealistic. There are literally thousands of bands out there, and how many reach stardom? Very few. But for some reason, that never crossed my mind. I was convinced that as soon as I got to college I would join a band and we were going straight to the top.

Here I am in my junior year of college, and all I have to show for it is five shows - six with our final one this Friday - with Bananarchy. Don't get me wrong, Bananarchy has been fun; it's just not that serious, not a band that I'm proud to tell everyone I'm part of. It was just a fun project. Putting together a real, serious band is very difficult, which I've discovered these last three years. That's because you have to find other musicians who are serious and committed to the band, not to mention have talent.

I've known some people in college who are incredibly talented and who are serious about putting together a band. I've had a couple of 'close-calls,' bands that almost actually happened. But you have to have all of the puzzle pieces, you have to have a group of people with the same determination, who are willing to set time aside for the band. And for me the puzzle pieces have never come together.

Until now. Being the drummer for The Jarts is cool because I'm coming into a band that is already established; the other band members have already committed themselves fully. The band is practically their lives. And with The Jarts I'm thrown into a band that already has credibility and popularity - we are the band that I always wanted.

But one part of being in a band is different than I thought - recording. When I was younger I always envisioned recording records as the greatest job ever. The thought of chilling in the studio for the day doing nothing but playing the instrument you love would seem to be the perfect life - especially because you're making a record that is going to make you money. Right?

Well recording has proven to be quite different than I thought. Don't get me wrong, it is fun and exciting. But it is a business, and one that people take very seriously.

I've been in the studio a couple of times recording auxillary percussion for our new album with Chris Pyle. It's simple stuff, like tambourine, shaker, a little snare drum and ride. But doggone it if it doesn't take hours to complete. The microphones have to be set up perfectly, the instrument has to have the perfect sound, and you have to nail the rhythm. Sure, you can re-record and fix things you've messed up, but there is a lot of pressure to get it right. And whoever is recording you - like Chris - probably wants it to be perfect and is particular on what perfect sounds like. Like Chris.

After spending a couple of hours in the studio doing nothing but playing the same parts over and over again, you become stressed. You're tired. You want to go home.

Just like work.

And to top it all off, it costs a lot of money to do this. I'm not sure how much, but these things usually cost in the thousands of dollars. And to tell you the truth we probably won't make a lot of money off of it. We'll sell a lot, sure, but unless we get out of Athens and go national, we won't make a ton of money.

These are the sides of being in a band I could never have expected. It is a business. It's not all easy.

But it is fun. It is a thrill, and a true joy to experience. This is art; we are pouring ourselves into making music. It is such a pleasure just to be able to use our passions and skills, to create something, especially because people will someday appreciate it. And I don't care how much time, effort, or money is lost on this project; no matter the cost, it will all be worth it. Because some day I'll be able to tell my children, "I created this."

Sound familiar?

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Joining a band

This morning I went to the studio to record percussion for The Jarts, who I am now the drummer for. Let me explain...

Chris Pyle has been a musical mentor of mine. Back when I was 15 and we played in Central's worship team together, he would ask me about what kind of music I listened to, and I told him the truth - P.O.D., Linkin Park, etc. I'm not proud of it, but that is indeed what I listened to at the time. He didn't laugh at me or anything, just nodded and listened.

By the time I was a senior in high school, though, I had started exploring my musical tastes, using Radiohead's 'OK Computer' and 'Kid A' as a springboard into a whole new world of good - mostly indie - music. And Chris helped me along the way, making mixes for me of some of his favorite bands, which honestly I would force myself to like because I respected his taste so much. Now I like that stuff for real.

Chris, who owns Donkey Coffee and 3 Elliott Studios here in Athens, has been playing bass in a band for the last year or so called The Jarts. Ever since I saw them play for the first time, about 6 months ago, I knew they were one of the greatest bands in town. Playing folk-rock with cello, they had a lot of talent and great songs, written by lead singer Troy Gregorino.

Two weeks ago Chris approached me at church, saying The Jarts needed a new drummer and would be auditioning potential replacements. He said I was his first choice to fill the role. I've never auditioned for anything before, but I was really excited to have the opportunity to join a band I really respected, especially since Chris was a member.

So Chris made me a mix of four of their songs, and I practiced along to them at church to get a feel for them, while listening to them back home to really familiarize myself with them. I was nervous for the audition - playing another band's music with that band is kind of intimidating - and wanted to make sure I nailed the songs.

A week later the band held practice at 3 Elliott and auditioned myself and I believe one other guy. I went in, introduced myself and talked to the band for a while - really comfortable, they are all so chill and nice - and then headed to the drum set to play the four songs I knew with them.

Man, what an experience, playing the drums for a band I really liked and respected. It was really nerve-racking - even though the drum parts are fairly easy - because they were all paying such close attention to me and what I did; they really wanted the new drummer to mesh both musically and personally. But it felt great, and I left feeling really optimistic about the process.

Through the entire audition, honestly the person I felt most intimated by was Chris. He didn't just let my playing go, he criticized what I did and told me how to fix it. It was kind of scary, because Chris is someone whose opinion I respect very highly. But I know he just wanted me to play as best as I could; he wanted me to show The Jarts what I could do, so he pushed me to do so. And I'm glad he did.

I got the call the morning of Thanksgiving, while at my parents' house. Chris said, "Hey, if you'll have us we'll have you in The Jarts." Wow, what a feeling - the band had chosen me. I don't know how many candidates they ended up having, but they chose me. Chris said that after I had left, the band all agreed that my audition made them feel really good both musically and personally. So they chose me.

Now I'm a member of a band that I once followed. And we're (weird to say we're) recording an album, which is nearly completed. Unfortunately I didn't come in to the band soon enough to be able to record the drum tracks, but I did go in today to do the auxillary percussion. So at least I'll make an appearance on the album, which should come out early next year. Oh, and here's our MySpace, where you can check out some of the tracks.

This is such an exciting time for me. Ever since I first touched a drum set, at the age of 12, I knew I wanted to have a band. But until now, all I had to show for it was Bananarchy, which is fun but not very serious. Now I have that band I always wanted, a band I am proud to tell people I am a member of.

And I have Chris to thank for all of this.

Friday, November 16, 2007

New Music - Finals Edition

My intention when I created this blog was to inform readers what music I was listening to, give them an idea of what I like and what they might like. I realize I haven't really done that in a while, choosing instead to ramble on other musical thoughts I've had. I promise I'm going to keep talking about new music I'm getting into.

So here is some stuff I've been listening to - good, bad, and in between - lately and what I think of it. To make it easier, I'm gonna grade the stuff using the standard letter system, so you know what is truly worth it.

Here's my idea of a well-graded artist/album: I want to listen to it often, I want to listen to more of their stuff, the songs get stuck in my head, and it has lasting potential (will I listen to it in a month? A year?).

Not-so-well-graded music is the opposite of all that; basically, I can't really connect with it, I feel like I'm forcing myself to listen to it, I don't want to listen to it anymore, and a month from now it will live in iTunes obscurity.

So here goes - some stuff to chew on as the quarter comes to a close:

Band of Horses, Cease to Begin: Picked this up on a whim after reading positive stuff about it. I had some of their older stuff and liked it, but didn't intentionally listen to it much (except for their song 'The Funeral' - download now). I immediately liked this new record. It's very simple rock; they don't pull a lot of bells and whistles, they just lay it out there for you much like mainstream stuff typically does. This is far from mainstream though; it's intelligent without being cocky. Driving guitars, at times kind of heavy, with melodic vocals that sing beautiful lines like, "No one's gonna love you more than I do," and "When you smile the sun it peaks through the clouds." Very easy to listen to, nice background/mood setting. GRADE: B+

Jimmy Eat World, Chase This Light: Let me start by saying I was a big fan of their 2001 album 'Bleed American,' and I still have that in rotation. 'Futures,' which they released in 2004, was ok - I bought it out of respect for the band more or less. Now I've purchased 'Chase this Light,' which they released a few weeks ago; really, I bought it to familiarize myself with the music before I reviewed their concert for the Insider. And it's pretty bad. Honestly nothing stuck out to me; it all sounds the same, just basic pop-punk with few catchy melodies. Not even a good ballad in the mix. It's a shame - they used to be great. GRADE: D-

Sigur Ros, Hvarf/Heim: I've been a huge fan of Sigur Ros, an Icelandic atmospheric/prog band, since they released 'Takk' in 2005. Their music defines certain parts of my life - it's so moody and emotional, great for stressful quarters. And it's also incredibly beautiful, as the band uses violin bows on electric guitars, then adds actual violins and cellos to create soaring musical soundscapes. Last week they released a double EP of acoustic tracks and B-sides, which leads into their DVD release next week of concert footage from various areas in Iceland (it looks gorgeous.) The double EP is ok, but I guess I was expecting more - the acoustic tracks sound a lot like their normal, album counterparts, and the B-sides are B-sides for a reason. But it's still nice, chill stuff to relax to. GRADE: B-

Burial, Untrue: This is another album I picked up on a whim, mostly because I had tracks to spare on eMusic and this LP got a lot of love from Pitchfork. It's a genre called electronic/dub, which I'm still trying to figure out the definition of. Basically, it's electronic, but not in the annoying, nerdy sense of the word. I like it, but it's not groundbreaking to me; it reminds me a lot of Massive Attack. If you want some upbeat, mindless background music, this is a good pick-up; otherwise, I doubt it will stick in my rotation for long. GRADE: C+

I'll be adding some more stuff later, gotta go now. In the meantime, enjoy!