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Phoenix Best Music Poll: National and Local Results (6/10/10)

June 18, 2010

Best National Act: MGMT

“You’ll never be as good as the Rolling Stones” is an actual line from “Flash Delirium,” the lead single from MGMT’s new headscratcher, Congratulations(Sony). It’s an odd moment of self-depreciation, but you’d be forgiven for having missed it, since it gets whispered atop the distorted bleats and aggressive zaps of the song — which proved to be as purposely inscrutable as the rest of the hotly anticipated follow-up to 2007′s Oracular Spectacular. Perhaps most of the votes in this category come from fans of MGMT’s earlier, peppier singles, like “Kids” and “Time To Pretend,” which were hammered into our skulls by commercial radio and movie trailers for a good two years. But even when they try to be the opposite of what people want, MGMT’s talent for a sharp hook and a jaunty mood unzigs every zag they try to pull. So they win the crown despite themselves.

Runners-up:
2. The Decemberists
3. Vampire Weekend
4. Phoenix

Best National Electronic/Dance Act: Hot Chip

Machine-made music designed for dancing often plays down the real-live-flesh artists behind the scenes. Which means that those who hang on long enough to assert their individuality often wind up shedding the very electro/dance trappings that made them notable in the first place. Such is the case with Hot Chip, who’ve turned quite a few heads with the success of One Life Stand (Astralwerks) — a collection that sacrifices the giddy whumping pleasure principle of older hits like “Over and Over” and “Ready for the Floor” for the vulnerability and seriousness of “Thieves in the Night” and “Take It In.” As the evolution of the genre pushes onward and outward, it’ll be acts like Hot Chip — with memorable tunes and demonstrable heart — who’ll rise to the top.

Runners-up
2. La Roux
3. Four Tet
4. Fever Ray

Best National Female Vocalist: Neko Case

Cast your mind back to a time when it was commercial poison to put a female voice on the radio, and contrast it to now, when female artists are everywhere. And yet, at least according to you all, none of those newcomers could dethrone the force of nature that is Neko Case. Last year, she had just released Middle Cyclone(Anti-) when she took this category. Since then, Ms. Case has been touring and riding a wave of accolades for that song cycle, which has seen her branch farther from the roots rock of her past into torch songs, pop, and pure banshee weirdness, all with the same confident grace.

Runners-up
2. Annie Clark [St. Vincent]
3. Florence Welch [Florence and the Machine]
4. Victoria Legrand [Beach House]

Best National Metal Act: Mastodon

Mastodon might seem an unlikely act to be sitting atop the metal heap, what with their arty leanings and un-metal concept-album approach. Then again, their brutal reassemblage of the best moments of the discographies of Neurosis, Melvins, and assorted stoner/sludge-rockers amounts to a realignment of what is considered good metal after the doldrums of late-’90s/early-’00s nü-metal. Like Vikings hitting virgin shores, the bearded burly-men of Mastodon have been rampaging through the world of metal, taking the aggression of more underground acts and polishing it to a sheen in a way that endears them to year-end lists — as well as the car stereos of heshers worldwide. The result is a band who can rock international stadiums without having to wear stupid top hats or dress like clowns —thus earning the gratitude of serious metalheads everywhere for elevating the genre to within a fraction of respectability.

Runners-up
2. High on Fire
3. Sunn O)))
4. Baroness

Best National Pop Shit: Lady Gaga

Kings of Leon and Black Eyed Peas both scraped their way to the top through a long process of refining their appeal — but neither has captured the lightning-in-a-bottle combination of weirdness and newness that is the international pop-shit phenomenon Lady Gaga. At this point, her two-year campaign of shock and awe is beginning to wear out even her most faithful followers — but that only means that she’s dug past the topsoil into the deeper ground that is the casual music listener. Last year, said listeners were snapping their fingers inattentively to a radio hit; this year, they’re dressing up like maniacs and following her around. Eventually, the world will tire of her unbounded need to impress — but that doesn’t seem likely to happen any time soon.

Runners-up
2. Kings of Leon
3. Black Eyed Peas
4. Owl City

Best National Roots/Americana Act: Wilco

Truth be told, Wilco haven’t really played anything resembling the standard idea of “roots” or “Americana” since their 1995 debut album, but their unpretentious, low-key demeanor has defined a new post-alternative roots movement. Americana for a more . . . suburban America, perhaps. In any case, last year’s typically understated Wilco (The Album) (Nonesuch) kept fans flocking to their shows and celebrating the band’s rep as a formidable live act (with the crucial involvement of guitar hot shot Nels Cline). Perhaps BMP voters recognize that this Chi-town act have a certain fondness for our area — their North Adams Solid Sound Festival is coming in August, with not only multiple Wilco (and Wilco-side-project) sets but a line-up that offers, uh, pretty much everything but roots and Americana.

Runners-up
2. The Low Anthem
3. Avett Brothers
4. Monsters of Folk

Best National Video: Lady Gaga feat. Beyonce: Telephone

Two years past the demise of TRL, you’d think that today’s kids would be tugging their parents’ apron strings at the sight of this category, asking, “What’s a ‘video’?” Except, that is, for this thing called the “Internet,” which is currently rewriting the rules of the form, encouraging boundary pushing in a much more exciting way than MTV ever did. Gaga’s collaboration with Swedish professional oddball Jonas Åkerlund is a match made in video-weirdness heaven: nearly nine minutes of iconic images that introduce the proverbial Peoria newb to the world of Matthew Barney–lite. Whether it’s a pair of sunglasses made from lit cigarettes or a revved-up Beyoncé visually stuttering along with the song’s glitches in a homicidal rage, the video pushes arty buttons that people didn’t know they had.

Runners-up
2.  Bat for Lashes, “Daniel”
3. Girls, “Lust for Life”
4. Raekwon, “House of Flying Daggers”

Best Local All-Ages Act: A Loss For Words

All-ages, a/k/a pop punk, could be the most disrespected genre this side of contemporary country. Meaning that when a band stick around in the all-ages trenches for years and years, they will inevitably have to reach for respectability. For Abington’s AL4W, that meant following up the success of 2009′s The Kids Can’t Lose (and touring the record with a grueling trek around the States and then through the UK, Russia, and Japan) with a new EP of Motown classics called, uh,Motown Classics (Paper + Plastick) that is nowhere near as ironic-pop-punk-cover cringe-worthy as it might sound. Whether they achieve said respectability remains to be seen, but throwing a spirited run-through of the Jackson 5′s “I Want You Back” into their otherwise moshtastic set of slamming, fun-time sweat inducers can’t hurt — unless you get landed on by some XXL crowd surfer.

Runners-up
2. Boys Like Girls
3. Four Year Strong
4. Vanna

Best Boston Rock Club Night: Born Of Fire (O’Brien’s)

Metal fans in Boston are tired of getting the proverbial shaft — reading the regional listings and seeing all the sickest metal shows skipping the Hub in favor of Wormtown and (boo!) Connecticut is enough to make your average Slayer acolyte retire his filthy denim vest. Fortunately, the past year has seen the explosion of Boston metal that is the Born of Fire night at O’Brien’s. The brainchild of erstwhile headbanger Zack Wells, BOF has brought us pairings of the region’s slaytanic best twice a month — so you no longer need to drive an hour or more each way to get your fix of Howl, Rat Corpse, and Sexcrement. This town is already a hotbed for some of the region’s (and the nation’s) top metal acts — it’s about time they got to play a club show in their own town.

Runners-up
2. Primitive Sounds at River Gods
3. This Is Why They Hate Us at Alchemist Lounge
4. Rescue Nite at Model Café

Best Local Metal Act: Converge

Converge had a great year. Their latest LP, Axe To Fall (Epitaph), found them breaking through to a more mainstream metal audience, thanks to the massively heavy thrum of walloping killdozers like “Slave Drive” and album opener “Dark Horse.” It’s actually been a top-notch year for metal in general, and that’s made the competition at the top even more insane. But “insane” is the environment in which Converge thrive, whether it’s the room-exploding fury of their live show or the claustrophobic intensity of their music (not to mention the howling screech of lead heckler Jake Bannon). The band’s relentlessly racing tempo is almost un-metal in its punk zip, but the arch weirdness of guitarist Kurt Ballou’s chugging ax is far too pained and brutal to be anything but capital-M metal. As long as Converge are still stalking the earth, it’ll be a tall order for any other band to take this category.

Runners-up
2. Doomriders
3. Gozu
4. Big Bear

Best Local Punk Act: Razors In The Night

The past decade has seen the myth of working-class Boston explode onto the national consciousness — be it through Dennis Lehane’s novels or Martin Scorsese’s films. Boston punk has been a similarly popular export, with its peculiarly trad take on disheveled anti-authority, and Razors in the Night have the attitude and the songs to represent their city. Vocalist Troy Schoeller would be an intimidating neck-vein exploder if he weren’t fronting such a fun band, with every glottal scream backed by anthemic gang shouts and catchy guitar melodies. Although Razors might seem somewhat reined in by their worship of early ’80s UK Oi! punk (their name itself is a song by street-punk legends Blitz), they find ways to mix up their sound, whether it’s the whiplash fury of humorous thrashers like “Hipster Holocaust” or catchy fist-pumper anthems like “Carry On.”

Runners-up
2. Dead Cats Dead Rats
3. Kominas
4. Refuse Resist

Best Local Roots Act: Kingsley Flood

If you consider rootsy Americana to be a dour yoke worn by groups of dreary Luddites afraid to cut loose and join the modern world, then you haven’t heard Kingsley Flood. Their roots cred owes to the masterful fiddle and mandolin playin’ and the whiff of Appalachia found on their debut, Dust Windows, but the music’s sheer exuberance is beyond time or genre. And though they’re capable of quiet introspection and moments of majestic solemnity (as on the organ-heavy “Cathedral Walls”), their fans ticked the ballot for the hip-shaking enthusiasm of their more boisterous moments (imagine a shotgun wedding gone off the rails). Lead Flooder Naseem Khuri has the authority in his voice to keep the whole thing from coming off like po’-faced creative anachronism, and the band’s boundless giddiness is enough to make you never want to hear a synthesizer again.

Runners-up
2. Joy Kills Sorrow
3. Tim Gearan Band
4. Tony the Bookie

See the rest of the winners here: http://thephoenix.com/BMP/Boston/2010/

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Beyoncé: I Am . . . Sasha Fierce (Boston Phoenix, 12/2/08)

December 2, 2008

 

beyonceinsideWhat I love about the chorus to B’s current smash single, “Single Ladies” (“If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it”), are its blurry pronouns — quick, what does “it” refer to? First one could be the same “it” as in her older smash “Check on It”; the second might be her ring finger. The ambiguity sums up her divided musical persona far more effectively than the two-disc split-personality gimmick here (Anne Murray-esque balladry on the first, electro-slut club bangers on the second).

My advice is to skip directly to disc two, though I’m happy to report that the typically melismatic Mrs. Jigga shows a shocking degree of vocal restraint on the ballads. Perhaps she senses that radio listeners respond much better to Rihanna-esque hooks than Xtina-esque octave runs nowadays.

 

The mantra of “Diva” (“A diva is a female version of a hustler”) is particularly intriguing, since the song progresses through hard-knockish robbery scenarios that seem at odds with B’s squeaky-clean public persona. The same can be said of the smutty (for her) “Video Phone,” with its “You want me naked? If you like this position you can tape it” — yikes! The most believable song, amid bland testaments to love’s timeless endurance and the smut and thuggin’ of the “Sasha Fierce” persona, is one with sensual overtones sung to an electronic device that, unlike men, “never lets me down” — it’s called “Radio.” What did you think it was about?

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Fall Music Preview 2008: Fables Of Reconstruction (Boston Phoenix, 9/8/08)

September 8, 2008

Expect another work of genre-hopping, inscrutable genius from Of Montreal.

HEAD SCRATCHERS: Expect another work of genre-hopping, inscrutable genius from Of Montreal.

In a few decades, we’ll probably look back on the tumultuous days of autumn 2008 the way we now look back on the fall of ’68: as a tense political atmosphere subsumes all, the stirring pop hits of the day can’t help but reflect the refracting cracked mirror of our nation’s increasingly emotion-laden psyche. Or at least, that’s the conventional fable about why major labels and rock stars exist: to take our hopes and fears and produce the archetypes that will inspire us during the interesting times we hope to live in. But those broken mirror shards now resemble nothing more than the zillion smashed-out pieces of our pop culture, as everything from Disney tween pop to vinyl-only garage scuzz to low-down stripper krunk exists on its own little fringe island.

NELLY’s long-delayed Brass Knuckles (Derrty/Universal) sees the light of day on September 16, with the unlikely guest-list mishmash of Fergie, Chuck D, Akon, Snoop Dogg, Usher, and T.I. Being under house arrest on pending gun charges hasn’t slowed T.I. down — his new Paper Trail (Grand Hustle/Atlantic) hits on September 30. Swizz Beatz and Kanye are all over it, and watch for M.I.A.-sampling lead single “Swagger like Us” with Jay-Z and Lil Wayne. R. KELLY is another artist who hasn’t let his recent run-ins with the law slow him down: this fall will see the release of 12 Play 4th Quarter (Jive). Kelly dials down the outlandish tone of his last few albums, but if lead single “Hair Braider” is any indication, this isn’t going to be a chaste and penitent move for the R-Man. LUDACRIS’s new Theater of the Mind (Def Jam; October 21) is billed as “conceptual,” though we can assume that he’s staying away from the kind of political diss that got him in hot water with the Obama campaign.

Pop diva CIARA’s Fantasy Ride (Jive; December) is rumored to be a multi-disc extravaganza in three parts titled “Groove City,” Crunktown,” and “Kingdom of Dance.” This fall will also see two former Destiny’s Child solo discs: BEYONCÉ’s Virtuoso Intellect (Columbia; November 11) and MICHELLE WILLIAMS’s Unexpected (Columbia; October 7). And October 7 marks the release of two competing hipster-diva records: Norwegian electro-dance queen ANNIE’s Don’t Stop (Island) follows up on her 2004 Pitchfork-friendly debut, and LADY GAGA’s much delayed debut, The Fame (Interscope), shows her taking Kylie Minogue’s Eurosleaze throb and giving it an American twist. Lady GaGa is also part of the songwriting/producing army behind the PUSSYCAT DOLLS album Doll Domination (A&M/Interscope/Polydor; September 23), where the production credits will include Timbaland and Cee-Lo. Likewise on the manufactured-pop front, there’s the HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3 soundtrack (Walt Disney; October 24), which will probably sell enough copies to allow the rest of the music industry to wheeze along for another quarter. November 11 will see the release of the as-yet-untitled fourth album by former American IdolKELLY CLARKSON, whose powerful voice and unpretentious vibe have, no surprise, doomed her to a drama-laden trip through the biz; we’ll all have to wait with bated breath to see whether Clive Davis has shackled her with an overbearing production and songwriting team as penance for the underwhelming sales of 2007’s self-written and gloomy My December. Speaking of gloomy: October 13 marks the release of the CURE’s self-produced 13th long-player, 4:13 Dream (I Am/Geffen), which is rumored to comprise the more upbeat songs they recorded during a recent productive stint. (The darker tunes may be released on a future album.) Also look for a more stripped-down feel on the forthcoming third album from the KILLERS, whose Day and Age (Island; November) jettisons the overblown studio pomp of 2006’s Sam’s Town in favor of a Roy Orbison–influenced shimmering pop sheen under producer Stuart Price (Madonna’s Confession on a Dance Floor). OASIS return this fall as well, with Dig Out Your Soul (Big Brother/Sony; October 7), which, much like 2005’s Don’t Believe the Truth, is an expertly crafted rock album with crushing sonics, big hooks, stellar playing, and a winning glance back at rock’s history that’s being hyped as a return to form by a band who never fell off the horse in the first place. AC/DC’s new Black Ice (Columbia; October 21, only at Wal-Mart — go figure) will shock fans by veering into trip-hop and sensitive balladry. Just kidding. Lead single “Rock N’ Roll Train” is pretty much what you’d expect: Highway to Hell riffage, Powerage production, and the glottal howl of Brian Johnson. Metal Blade spits up a few Viking-themed metal releases on September 30, with AMON AMARTH’s Twilight of the Thunder God and BISON B.C.’s Quiet Earth. And all hail the return of Brooklyn-via-Columbus stoner thrashers EARLY MAN, whose Jack Endino–produced Beware the Circling Fin EP (The End Records; October 14) finds them surviving their dumping at the hands of old label Matador and living to thrash another day. Brooklyn’s VIVIAN GIRLS convert their garage-rocking out-of-print vinyl-only homonymous album to 1’s and 0’s on October 7 with the help of In the Red Records. Swedish ’70s psychedelic guitar-hero revivalists DUNGEN unveil their fourth long-player, 4 (Subliminal Sounds) on September 23, alongside TV ON THE RADIO’s dark, angry and yet glammy and funky Dear Science, (Geffen). Also on October 7: two head-scratching works of inscrutable genius, OF MONTREAL’s dense, genre-hopping Skeletal Lamping (Polyvinyl) and San Francisco punk-art weirdos DEERHOOF’s new two-act opus, Offend Maggie (Kill Rock Stars).

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