06 Feb 2012
Roundabout - Yes
In middle school I took a music appreciation class. It was actually pretty fun and covered an extremely diverse set of music. I was at just the right stage in developing my own musical tastes to really be open to all of it. Traditional symphonic, avant-garde, musicals, it was all over the place and all very interesting.
I remember being able to take a cassette home of the music from the class. I can’t remember if this was required homework, or if we were only expected to listen to stuff in class. It’s not like there were real tests or anything… this was a middle school elective. It’s funny, because now all I can think of is how much of a mess distributing copywrited material is. Supposedly there are allowances for educational use, but I can just see poor Mr. Pew getting thrown in prison for trying to “pirate” music for the children. The music business is such an ugly misguided place.
Anyway, there were lots of songs in that class. But I definitely remember “Roundabout”, and feeling that it was cool to have a class where it was my homework to listen to rock music.
Silent in the Morning - Phish
My first real concert was Phish at The Evergreen State College. I was young, so I went with my dad. And my brother, I think? And Kevin? How do I not remember these details? It doesn’t matter, I was going to see a real live band that I was interested in. And apparently I would see them with a whole bunch of hippies, who were getting totally baked. I was completely oblivious to all of this; my dad was not, but gets points for not freaking out.
I had no concept of what this concert would be like. Before going to the show I actually thought there was a chance that I would meet the band. I thought I might be put on the spot and I was anxious about not having anything to say. I had learned how to play some parts of their songs on the guitar, but I was worried about performing them in front of, you know, the whole crowd. Really, my imagination went wild. The reality of course was far less intimidating, as I could just hang out on the bleachers and enjoy watching.
I specifically remember “Silent in the Morning” from the encore. The song has this part where there are four beats at the end of each round of the chorus. Performed live this was combined with a spot light that cycled over the four musicians in time with the beat. It was so cool to see subtle visuals like that tied to the music in small but impactful ways. It wasn’t just watching the music being performed live; there was an effort to somehow enhance the experience in the process.
Slave to the Traffic Light - Phish
This song wasn’t played at the concert I was at, but it was released on the live album that came out shortly thereafter. For me it is one of the best recorded examples of how live Phish felt to me.
It’s a long track, and it’s barely even a song. There are movements through a rough structure, and at points some words are tied in there. But it’s not about being a song; it’s about going on a journey. Around four minutes in the music gets real quiet and turns into something entirely different, and quite beautiful. Towards the end (yes, ten minutes in), it’s built to a glorious climax that feels appropriate and rewarding.
The band isn’t recreating a heavily rehearsed combination of verse and chorus; it’s more like they’re rediscovering the music again for the first time. They’re listening and watching to each other, playing off each other’s ideas, and trying to move in the same direction. Sometimes it doesn’t work out well; sometimes wonderful unexpected things come out. But it’s always very real.
Killing in The Name - Rage Against the Machine
I’m not an angry person. I’ve never needed music as an outlet for my aggression against The Man. But I totally got into my brother’s Rage album. I liked the way it sounded, and I didn’t really care what they were actually saying. Maybe I did find something liberating about someone yelling “Fuck you I won’t do what you tell me” over and over again. I didn’t personally have problems with people telling me to do stuff, but maybe this guy did, and yelling about it seemed to help him. I had no problem with that.
But really I can’t listen to this album and not remember myself playing Earthworm Jim. I think it was a weekend rental, and I sat down and played it with this Rage album as a soundtrack. At some point during this my brother’s friends came by unexpectedly and froshed me by throwing me into the bay. It must have been the summer between 8th grade and 9th grade, where I would become a Freshman. It was close enough for them. I was pretty relaxed about the whole experience - and in turn they were nice enough to let me take my shoes off first. Afterwards I came back in the house, dried off, and played more Earthworm Jim. Apparently Rage didn’t make me angry, even in the face of being hazed and powerless.
Chubb Sub - Medeski, Martin, and Wood
Ah, MMW, a trio of musicians on a path between two places, and another musical gift from Kevin. On one hand they have this jazzy abstract background. On the other hand they’re able to produce something like this, a groovy song that just felt so… cool. It was impossible for me to listen to this and not fall in love with the bite of that organ.
I explored the band deeper after experiencing this song. A lot of their older stuff was pretty unhinged, sometimes feeling more like an avant-garde mess. But at times it would manifest into Music, and when it did it was powerful. As time moved forward you could see the band harness a more modern sound, unafraid of incorporating new music elements. In general this also corresponded with an increase in listenability.
Overall I found MMW to be extremely uneven. But as with Phish I appreciated their experimental spirit and how their chaos made the order that formed out of it all the more beautiful.
03 Feb 2012
Trying to Throw Your Arms Around the World - U2
I keep thinking the first U2 album I experienced was Rattle and Hum. For some reason I forget all about Achtung Baby. I forget it until I put it on and roll into the B-sides, and then it all comes back. This album became part of my nightly cool-down repertoire. I would put on some music, read, and make the transition towards sleep. There’s just this relaxed wall of sound going on here that really works for me.
Seasons - Chris Cornell
I didn’t see the movie Singles until many years later, but I had access to the soundtrack at this point. Actually, it was the first soundtrack I listened to. It provided exposure to so many different artists and sounds. Many of them were challenging to my palate, and I spent a lot of time unraveling its layers.
It was full of firsts. This was the first time I really experienced Jimi Hendrix (weird, I know). There’s a Led Zeppelin cover on this album that I couldn’t stand at first but later grew to like (also, I had never really listened to Zeppelin, what’s with that?). And then there’s the Smashing Pumpkins song that became a bridge to this girl I had a crush on. But I’m getting ahead of myself…
I picked “Seasons” as the takeaway from this album. It has the always excellent voice of Chris Cornell and a clean acoustic guitar sound. There’s a drive to the song that really moves forward so naturally. With the musical history that I had, and combined with my growing relationship with the guitar, this song was perfect for me.
All I Want Is You - U2
My first crush happened in the 7th grade. And it happened shortly after I discovered my brother’s copy of Rattle and Hum (which I devoured - huge unexpected influence). I have memories of playing this song loudly on the living room stereo in the evening when no one was around. At the same time I would contemplate the full force of my love for this girl that I knew nothing about. This was one of the easiest and earliest pick for this list, because the memory around it is so clear and so strong.
Seriously, I was (and am) such a hopeless romantic, and this song is just so damned sweet. And good. It goes on this intense journey. There’s the song, and then there’s this whole emotional instrumental progression for two minutes that has always left me completely drained. After all these years it still works for me.
In these Feel-a-Thon sessions I would sometimes also play “Drown” from the Singles soundtrack sampled above. The girl I was crushing on was into this band I’d never heard of called The Smashing Pumpkins, and this was the only song I had access to (I would later score Siamese Dream, as you’ll see). “Drown” had the problem of being a great song, right up until the point where it goes into crazy distortion masturbation land for an additional three minutes. The radio edit removes this, but I didn’t have that luxury. So I’d listen to the song, be enjoying myself, and then have to rush back to the stereo and shut it off before it drove me crazy.
Numb - U2
This is one of those songs where people don’t know the lyrics. It’s completely monotone, there are a lot of words, and the music mostly plays over them. So naturally I tasked myself with memorizing all of them. Middle school age kids are so weird.
I hear this song and I’m instantly transported to the school computer lab in the library. I’m transcribing the lyrics from memory and putting them into some imaging program so I can apply some weird coloring effect. I remember the program having terrible text layout, and having to retype things many times. I also remember a girl (Lisa) commenting on how weird this all was. Many years later we would become friends, and many many years later she would be one of people I most enjoyed at my high school reunion, although I’m sure she doesn’t remember this library encounter.
Thankfully I don’t remember the lyrics anymore. My brain reallocated that space at some point.
Hummer - The Smashing Pumpkins
I found out that my first crush liked the Smashing Pumpkins, but I had no idea who they were, so I found out. I had to ask my brother. And then somehow I got a copy of Siamese Dream on cassette. It was unlike anything I’d heard before, but “Hummer” was one that really rose above the rest after repeated trips through the album. This song goes through controlled distortion and feedback to a beautiful place. The sound is full and raw but somehow gentle. And I love the place it goes to for those final two minutes.
My crush eventually faded. I never asked her out. I barely even talked to her. She was just cute and to my undeveloped self that was enough for me to completely obsess about her. But then she didn’t follow to the same high school and then that was that. Despite the crush expanding for so long with basically no reason, it died without even a whimper as soon as the target out of sight. But here’s the thing, this girl introduced me to some great music that has lasted me well beyond that awkward, awkward time.
Odd side note: In going back and fitting songs to the timeline this is one place where I’ve reached an internal inconsistency. I have a memory of trying to play along to “Soma” from this album with a thoroughly out of tune guitar. As in this would occur in the timeline right after I found a guitar but before I’d tuned it properly and learned any songs. That puts us somewhere around 1991. Siamese Dream came out in 1993, and according to my memory of how I got to the album it’d more be around 1994 when I was listening to it. These memories are incompatible. By the time I was listening to this album I was no longer friends with the person who I remember playing with on a happily self-tuned guitar. My memory is provably wrong here, and I don’t know how to reconcile that.
02 Feb 2012
Played on Xbox360
I feel compelled to write about Bastion. I mean, I could just say “it’s good, you should play it”, which is totally accurate, or “it’s so good I played it twice”, which is also definitely true, but I think the game deserves more than that. It deserves some gushing.
Bastion is a downloadable game for the Xbox (PC too, although I played it on the Xbox). I guess I’d describe it as an 2D action game with RPG elements, although that’s about as descriptive as filing music under the “rock” genre. It’s got an overhead perspective, you run around and take down the baddies while progressing through levels. That’s how it plays… but that part is pretty irrelevant. I mean, it plays well, but that’s not the point. The point is that Bastion is a thing of beauty.
When I say beauty the first thing that probably comes to mind is its visual presentation. Art direction, graphics, whatever. That’s all strong, but that’s not what I’m talking about. This game is a treat for the ears. It’s an auditory delight. Turning down the volume on this game is a punishably criminal offense.
The first thing you’ll notice is the narrator. You’re dropped in the game with some quick description of your surroundings by some gravelly old timer. Nothing else happens, you just sit there, seeing what is presumably your avatar lying down. Eventually you try to press some buttons and the kid will stand up. As he does the narrator describes what just happened. You continue moving around and this narrator follows describing things as you do them.
It’s a subtle but hugely important addition. It’s like in Mass Effect how they let you select your dialog responses before the other person is finished speaking. It’s about the rhythm of the experience. Having the narrator in Bastion respond to what you’re doing makes it feel like you are living out a story. As if what you’re doing is important, noteworthy. And most importantly, the language, vocabulary, cadence, and tone of the narrator firmly plants you in this world more so than any visual ever could.
The narrator from Bastion has been much applauded in the game’s critical reception. But reducing Bastion to a game that is only interesting because of its narrator is selling it short.
The music. Oh my god the music. There are few games that have caused me to go track down the soundtrack. This is definitely one of them. It feels simultaneously old yet modern, western but eastern. It feels like a future that is firmly grounded in the past. It’s Firefly. It’s steampunk. It’s extraordinarily intentional and extraordinarily good. Again, more than any visual element, the music places you in a fully realized world.
Reading the notes from the composer, apparently he was aiming for “acoustic frontier trip-hop”. Yes! That! OMG yes that!
It’s not my intention to sell the visual presentation or gameplay short. They’re both very strong. The visuals are vibrant, interesting, and unique. The gameplay is simple but tight, and builds in a way that gives you plenty to master. It’s a holistically enjoyable package. But it’s the sweet sounds encircling my brain that make me love Bastion. It’s good. You should play it.