One of the early titans in live Jazz recordings. Incredible playing- obviously- from all five of these virtuosic musicians, each of which knowing when to bounce off of one another with seemingly omniscient prowess. Though certainly not Jazz’s first quintet, the bravado displayed here makes it hard to dispute their usage of ‘The’ in their title
Though Barnes’ writing has always been inherently sensual and deeply related to the idea of sexuality, with early records like The Gay Parade, Skeletal Lamping is the first Montreal record to *ooze* the idea. It’s not a bad change by any means- it’s just unfortunate that the production is too frenetic if you ask me more often than not
Definitely the synthesis of everything that make of Montreal quite possibly the quintessential 2000s psych-pop band. Barnes' utterly enigmatic writing style is at its wonkiest here (a good adjective when discussing the band), while the production is all at-once danceable, plaintive, and chaotic. It's a melting pot of everything that made this period of indie pop perhaps the genre's most 'fun' chapter
The weakest of Barnes' iconic mid-2000a trio, but still has enough charm and style to go down as a classic for psych pop. I Was Never Young, Wraith Pinned to the Mist, and Forecast Fascist Future are among Montreal's best to this point
The scrappy, raised-fist determinedness of Cherry Peel is back and acts as the driving force for this record, while the production continues to push Barnes' sound toward more and more 'psyched-out' territory. Some all-timer Montreal tracks littered throughout here- Disconnect the Dots, Lysergic Bliss, Chrissy, Your Magic Is Working, Climb the Ladder
Compared to Barnes’ debut, The Gay Parade certainly sounds like a more lively affair. Whereas Cherry Peel thrived in its subdued, near minimalist style, this record shows Montreal’s first ‘maximalist’ sound, with an ‘all-over-the-place’ production approach that, while occasionally resulting in gold, sacrifices a lot of what made Cherry Peel so special personally
On of Montreal's debut, Kevin Barnes lays everything bare with near-crippling vulnerability. The production is appropriately 'twee' while also carrying gumption when needed, such as the rocking-breakdown of Montreal. The whole production makes Barnes' ordinarily squirrely voice sound like that of a bonafide rock-star. Some strange, jittering midpoint between The Beatles and Daniel Johnston
On paper, Iowa should be Slipknot’s opus- you’ve got the group’s signature-hate-steamed sound amped up to the max with all sorts of other metal influences, such as death, progressive, groove, and sludge metal. It’s in this melting pot approach I find that a lot of Slipknot’s identity, which more than anything is boldly prevalent in their s/t, is lost here. I’d have trouble arguing with a take that this is the ‘better’ Slipknot venture from a metal ... read more
Viscerally hateful yet has enough approachability to act as a stepping stone of sorts for those hesitant to get into the more ‘extreme stuff’. Slipknot’s ability to tread this line between the extreme and the approachable in their early career is borderline miraculous, but when you listen to this record, it all makes sense
The hyper-sleek textures on PRODUCT are polished even further on OIL, resulting in some of the sharpest and most forward-thinking dance of the century thus far
The Art rock influences are nice and two of their best songs are here (the opener, Rest My Chemistry), but I think it’s a pretty noticeable downgrade from Antics
Though far from a walk in the park, *someone* must’ve turned those bright lights on, because Interpol sound noticeably brighter and more jolted here compared to their debut. It leaves a project that isn’t quite as towering, but still has plenty of highlights (Evil, Narc, Slow Hands, C’Mere)
Interestingly, a Sparks project that hasn't aged as well and is more 'tame' in comparison to their zanier efforts. This is some solid New Wave, to be sure- it just ends up sounding like it definitely released in 1982, lacking the timelessness other Sparks works often do
A predictor of so many trends that would follow in the forthcoming 80s. Dance-Sparks is one of their finest hats- all six tracks here range from great and danceable, to dance-anthem. The closer in particular is easily one of the best early synthpop tracks
One of the few Sparks' records that sounds sonically similar or adjacent to another of theirs- in this case, to Kimono My House released earlier the same year. Propaganda never hits the same highs, but if you're a big fan of the totally-hyper Glam Rock with a sort of proto-new-wave twist of Kimono My House, you'll have a blast here too
Disregarding the recording quality here being all over the place (an aspect Powell himself had little to no involvement in), the compositions here almost assuredly are among the best in early 50s Bebop. Powell’s piano skills easily slot him among the Art Tatum’s and Thelonious Monk’s of his time- not to mention the full-band cuts here add a particularly potent-punch to things. A necessary stop on anyone’s tour of the history of Jazz piano
A wonderfully vibrant and psychedelic journey through Wonderland, complete with as many tabs (your choice if it's Acid or Molly) as your mind can take! Lady Miss Kier's voice glides across these sensual-yet-whimsical beats like your tour guide through the bizarre- it's a trip, but one that's bound to make you feel 'yourself' rather than scared
Perhaps the absolute antithesis to ‘fun’ or ‘exciting’ in a record, but it’s made up for with some of the most sweeping, crushing atmosphere you’ll ever find in a Doom Metal project
A retro-futuristic take on 70s paradise-tropica City Pop- all this thing is missing is some Takanaka. Hosono's electronic background fits like a glove with Yamashita's City Pop expertise, all the while Suzuki brings his unique style into the conversation as well. The result is a record that's absolute butter to the ears, while still featuring enough wonky production to dissuade any notion of 'sleepiness'