Showing posts with label Revisited. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Revisited. Show all posts

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Revisited: Why?

Not enough time has elapsed to say that I truly "revisited" Alopecia, since I haven't really stopped listening to the album since first hearing it a little over a year ago. However, the good folks over at In Review Online decided to publish a Discographer feature on the Berkeley-by-way-of-Cincinnati band to coincide with the release of their latest, Eskimo Snow, and asked me to contribute my thoughts on my favorite Why? album. As Alopecia was one of my favorites from 2008, I was happy to oblige. Check out the rest of the feature Here.


Lifting lyrics from cLOUDDEAD’s “3 Twenty,” “The Vowels pt. 2” opens Alopecia with one last look to the past. The album marks the last Why? album containing any vestige of hip hop, and sees the band progressing further into pop territory, prescient of the complete submersion that would mark the subsequent Eskimo Snow. The album’s titular disease reflects the dark humor in Why?’s music; it’s nothing more than a fairly common problem of hair loss, but to lead singer/songwriter Yoni Wolf, the gradual depletion of his follicles is a looming reminder of his mortality.

With its carefully balanced amalgam of hip-hop, folk and pop music, Alopecia is the definitive statement of Yoni Wolf’s career thus far. Keyboards range from the guttural piano rumble opening the record to the staccato organ marking “These Few Presidents.” Josiah Wolf’s percussive prowess finally makes its way to the foreground, with rapid xylophone parts and the most intricate drumming yet to be heard on a Why? record. Rather than jarring juxtaposition, Why?’s blend of hip-hop influenced vocal and rhythms with an indie-rock band setup proves to be the most musically interesting incarnation of the group.

Of course, words are the most important part of any Why? record, and Alopecia finds Wolf’s lyricism at its most direct and exposed. His confessions are unflinchingly candid, sincere, and uncompromisingly honest. He never gives the impression that his uncomfortably intimate details are intended for shock value, but rather for a necessary catharsis. While his cadence often incorporates hip-hop delivery, it’s his clever wordplay that reflects his past in “art rap” and evinces his history with Anticon.

Further, Wolf’s fixation on mortality has never been displayed with this much eloquence, wit or confidence. Unease from a constant fear of death leads him to ruminate on religion for the majority of the album. He’s best when most subversive, and utilizes liturgical imagery and tradition to expose his doubt in the sovereignty and/or existence of a higher power (“Torpedo or Crone’s” and “The Fall of Mr. Fifths” betray a more-than-superficial familiarity with American Protestant tradition, surprising given the considerable references to a Jewish upbringing in his work). When he intones, “Devoid of all hope,” on the despairing “Good Friday,” you believe it.

Add to that the fact that “A Sky for Shoeing Horses Under” is referenced on this year’s Eskimo Snow, and this all might come to indicate that Wolf won’t ever fully close the doors on his past. If that’s the case, it’s unfortunate for his mental health, but great for listeners craving honest, innovative and consistently rewarding songwriting. It’s Wolf’s writing, after all, that makes Alopecia not only Why?’s best record, but one of 2008’s best and most intriguing listens.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Revisited: Wilco

Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot is one of my favorite records, and one that I find myself constantly returning to. I recently watched Sam Jones' fantastic I Am Trying to Break Your Heart: A Film about Wilco; the experience was very enlightening. I had no idea how much tumult surrounded the creation and release of this beloved record. I'd recommend listening to the record first, then checking out the doc. Without further ado, here are some thoughts on one of the decade's best records, and Wilco's finest album.


Re-posted from In Review Online. A tangible loneliness pervades Wilco’s fourth album, 2002's landmark Yankee Hotel Foxtrot. From the stark apartment buildings adorning the cover to the defeat in Jeff Tweedy’s weary delivery, the emotion is tantamount in importance to any musical element on the album. The desolate sonic palette from which the record is painted is not only a meditation on post 9-11 America, but also a thorough reflection on the difficulty the band faced at the time, both with themselves and their management.

Aside from its significance in marking Wilco’s further sonic exploration, YHF represents a paradigm shift that forever altered the band’s trajectory. Extensively documented in Sam Jones’ documentary I Am Trying to Break Your Heart: A Film about Wilco, multiple personnel changes were undergone shortly before and immediately after the album’s recording. Percussionist extraordinaire Glenn Kotche signed on as drummer (thanks to mutual friend Jim O’Rourke), and lead guitarist/multi-instrumentalist Jay Bennett was dismissed from the band after increasing friction with Tweedy. Bennett was serving as co-producer and mixer, and his pop-oriented mixes were in opposition to the direction Tweedy wanted to take. Against Bennett’s knowledge, Jim O’Rourke was brought in to remix “I Am Trying to Break Your Heart,” the results of which impressed all involved, and earned him chief mixing duty. Agitation continued throughout the process, and Bennett was asked to leave the band soon after the album was completed.

Crafting what is definitely their most experimental record to date, the band utilized innovative percussion (thanks to Kotche), field recordings (including the eerie radio transmissions from “Poor Places” that gave the album its title), and various atmosphere-enhancing textures. Early demos (again, see: Jones’ illuminating documentary) indicated that this very well could have continued in the power-pop vein of Summerteeth. Thankfully, Tweedy’s desire to push the band’s boundaries won over Bennett’s traditionalist bent. It’s a masterfully paced song cycle that never compromises tunefulness for the sake of experimentation. Even on the most nontraditional tracks, Tweedy’s melodic gifts shine, demonstrating that Wilco will always be, in essence, a pop band.

Despite this, the label execs at Reprise were so shocked by what they heard that the record was shelved indefinitely, and the label dropped the band. However, after floating around in limbo for several months-- and after fervent fan word-of-mouth precipitated by the band's brave decision to stream the album on their website – Nonesuch (the band’s current home) adopted them. Ironically, Warner Brothers is the parent company of both Reprise and Nonesuch.

Tweedy’s lyricism is direct and wounded on Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, from the opening declarations of “I Am Trying to Break Your Heart” to the heartbreaking confessions of “Reservations.” It’s appropriate that the bitterly tongue-in-cheek “How to Fight Loneliness” appeared on the preceding Summerteeth, as Yankee Hotel Foxtrot finds Jeff Tweedy tired of pretending, now acquiescing with grand gestures of resignation. A sprawling record marked with profound sentiment and fascinating musical direction, Yankee Hotel Foxtrot is, in my opinion, Wilco’s best and most important record.

BUY IT.