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Yearend: 2008 Top Ten Albums (Boston Phoenix, 12/31/08)

December 31, 2008

1. Metallica | Death Magnetic [Warner Bros.]
2. M83 | Saturdays = Youth [Mute]
3. TIE: Ladyhawke | S/T [Modular] ; Lady Gaga | The Fame [Interscope]
4. T.I. | Paper Trail | [Grand Hustle/Atlantic]
5. CSS | Donkey [Sub Pop]
6. 3-WAY TIE: The Sword | Gods Of The Earth [Kemado]; Witch | Paralyzed [Tee Pee];  Torche |  Meanderthal [Hydra Head]
7. RTX | JJ Got Live Ratx [Drag City]
8. Judas Priest | Nostradamus
9. TIE: Boris | Smile [Southern Lord]; Gang Gang Dance | Saint Dymphna [The Social Registry]
10. Mercury Rev | Snowflake Midnight [Yep Roc]

See everyone else’s Top Tens here:

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Boris: A Japanese rock primer: レッツロック! (Let’s rock) (Boston Phoenix, 7/7/08)

July 7, 2008

A Japanese rock primer: レッツロック! (Let’s rock)

Want to get your gaijin feet wet in the somewhat uncharted world of Japanese rock insanity? Start here:

VARIOUS ARTISTS | GS I LOVE YOU: JAPANESE GARAGE BANDS OF THE 60s | Big Beat UK | America had Tin Pan Alley and the Brill Building; Japan had Group Sounds, an early-’60s hit factory that spit out clones of Western pop stars but with eccentric edges. To listen to this now is to enter an alternate world where surf, crooning, and ’60s mod are given an eccentric bent.

JACKS | VACANT WORLD | 1968 | Toshiba EMI | Jacks were ahead of their time, and this release is a clear break from the GS hegemony of their day. It’s a languid, trippy headphone record full of melodrama and the occasional well-timed freakout. Opener “Marianne” is brooding and hypnotic, with a guitar break in the middle that’s every bit as bizarre and unhinged as anything Lou Reed was doing back then.

FLOWER TRAVELLIN’ BAND | SATORI | 1971 | Phoenix | Disillusioned by post-war Japan and amped up on speed and Zep imports, FTB unleashed this monstrosity on an unsuspecting world, and if there’s a better hard-rock album from the ’70s, I’d like to hear it. The blazing ur-riffing of guitarist Hideki Ishima is unparalleled; though you can hear some Iommi and Page, what shines are the strange modalities and unearthly nuances. The piercing shriek of Afro’d frontman Akira “Joe” Yamanaka splits the difference between Plant and Ian Gillan while sidestepping their macho bluster. The record sweeps through electric funerals and houses of the holy seen by eyes that witnessed actual nuclear armageddon. Fans of ’70s rock who have not heard this album: rectify the situation at once.

TOO MUCH | TOO MUCH | 1971 | Black Rose | Much ink has been spilled in praise of the other big ’70s rock supergroup, Speed Glue & Shinki, which is led by Shinki Chen, the “Japanese Hendrix.” But as awesome as SG&S’s Eve (1971) is, I far prefer this slab of lunkheaded protometal, with its retarded bravado and reckless abandon. On opener “Grease It Out,” bottomless vortexes of doom and despair are traipsed across with nimble labyrinthine riffs that veer from Southern-fried boogie to head-down chugfests.

BOREDOMS | OSOREZAN NO STOOGES KYO | 1988 | Selfish (JP)/Earthnoise (UK) | The past two decades have seen Boredoms turn their loose collective of sonic mayhem makers into a full-blown institution that continues to turn rock culture inside out (Exhibit A: their 07/07/07 Brooklyn “77 Boardrum” outdoor concert, where 77 drummers performed a piece of calculated rhythmic insanity). All the ingredients for their future godhead status were there on their ’88 debut, as screams, beats, and squalls of guitar fight for the spotlight.

DEATH COMES ALONG | HEAVY PSYCHEDELIC SCHIZOID GOD | 1994 | Mangrove | Like Boredoms, DCA were at times more performance art than rock band. Here, however, these gothed-out punks find a way to transmit the insanity to wax, and the results are far more in line with their ’70s hard-rock inspirations than you’d expect — even as lead singer Crow seems to channel Christian Death’s Rozz Williams.

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Boris: Japanamayhem (Boston Phoenix, 7/7/08)

July 7, 2008

Smile might just be one of the most deconstructed and bizarre rock albums ever made.

TUNE IN TOKYO: Smile might just be one of the most deconstructed and bizarre rock albums ever made.

“I think any attempt at expression has to start from a point of resignation, of knowing that nothing is truly going to be communicated,” says Boris drummer/vocalist Atsuo.

If this doesn’t sound like a quote from your typical rock drummer, that might be because Boris — who come to the Middle East downstairs this Friday — are not your typical rock band. Although they might seem just another Japanese drone-happy drop-tuned stoner-rock outfit, close inspection reveals instead a 16-year investigation of the meaning of sound and music itself. Their new Smile (Southern Lord) might just be one of the most deconstructed and bizarre rock albums ever made — or at least the most deconstructed and bizarre album to land in the “Rock/Pop” bin.

Boris’s rise to international acclaim has hardly been overnight: Smile is the band’s 18th album since their 1992 inception. Over time they’ve careered through more styles and moods than can be fathomed — from gentle folk to spacy drone to punishing full-throttle metal (often within the same song). Born out of a Tokyo scene open to novelty and intensity, Boris have been finding a place for their music in the Western world, and without the cutesy patronizing that often accompanies Japanese exports. (See: the 5.6.7.8.’s, Shonen Knife, Cibo Matto, etc.)

“We don’t have real expectations or demands,” says Atsuo. (He’s responding through a translator to my e-mailed questions.) “We enjoy all the different kinds of responses we get, including those times when audiences don’t seem to ‘understand’ us. Boris isn’t just for the members of the group. It’s a product of the various images many different people have of us. We, the members of the group, can’t control it.”

For a band this conceptual (their albums may be one long droning track, like 1996’s Absolutego, or speaker-shredding hardcore, like 2006’s Vein), Boris seem most concerned with seeking out musical purity. The results are often psychotic. “We’ve gotten to know more music as we’ve gotten older,” says Atsuo, “and the sounds our bodies naturally produce go in various different directions. We just record whatever we’re feeling at the moment, and the song eventually communicates to us which direction it will take. Our emotions are in constant flux.”

As varied as it is, the music of Boris tends to favor the experimental and textural over the technical, as witness the sonic density of the band’s recordings and the unrelenting knuckleheaded bullishness of their attack. “Over the years, our technical skill level hasn’t improved at all,” Atsuo continues. “All the members of the group hate practicing. We just record, listen carefully to what we’ve got to work with, including the mistakes, and in the process discover the potential in various sounds. And that’s how we’ve expanded our sound palette.”

A cursory listen to Smile makes this apparent: the record begins with a crescendo of noise and feedback that unclenches to reveal a sparse and unrushed cover of Japanese ’70s “supergroup” PYG’s “Flower Sun Moon.” But something isn’t right, even when the record kicks into overdrive on “Buzz-In” — there’s a fidgety uneasiness in the music that puts it at odds with the well-oiled rock machines we’re used to. Boris deal in true mayhem, true cacophony — even if it’s hidden among the most sing-songy of moments.

“I like songs you can sing along with,” says Atsuo. “The songs I used to listen to when I was little, like anime themesongs, are totally ingrained into my memory. I like that sort of thing. Like when you can listen to a song tens of years later and still remember the lyrics and melody.” And he’s not kidding. A complete headphone journey through Smile will leave you with two memories: the scraping feedback assault you’ve just endured and the lush melody of the caustically luxuriant “You Were Holding an Umbrella,” a nine-minute epic that owes an equal sonic debt to Nick Drake, King Crimson, and the more extreme moments of My Bloody Valentine. How hard is it to navigate and reconcile such divergent musical paths?

“We no longer have any musical direction,” says Atsuo. “As a band, we’re through. I don’t feel like we’re making music, and I don’t feel like we’re in a band. Our work has become a vehicle for creating new experiences, through various means of expression. Of course, I love music. But because I love it, I feel like it’s that much more important for me to really mess with it, you know? I feel like these two conflicting emotions are always with me. And I think this is expressed in our music.”

BORIS + TORCHE + CLOUDS | Middle East downstairs, 480 Mass Ave, Cambridge | July 11 at 9 pm | $15 | 617.864.EAST or www.mideastclub.com

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