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Wednesday, May 5, 2021

Day 0977 - Third

Portishead "Third" (2008)


Portishead had kind of taken their lush, orchestral trip-hop sound to its natural conclusion.  After two albums in that style, they played their live show with an orchestra in New York and released an audio and video record of the same.

The group had been touring and recording fairly constantly and decided to take a break (also partly motivated by the divorce of one of band members).   They made a few attempts here and there to write and record new material but were concerned about repeating themselves.

Adrian Utley and Geoff Barrow produced an album by The Coral and the ease with which that band laid down an album made them realise they were overthinking things somewhat.   In touch again with singer Beth Gibbons, the three swapped ideas and recordings and experimented with swapping instruments and stripping back their playing and sound.

The result in a stark contrast to their previous two albums, with their orchestral, cinematic sound being supplanted by a minimalist (melodically and arrangement-wise) electronic sound.  Though there are hints of their old reverb-soaked noir sound on tracks like "Hunter" and "Threads", even these ones feature some industrial sounds and sparser instrumentation.

“The Rip” is largely built around light acoustic guitar with some percussion sounds seeping in later on in the piece, almost reminiscent of Radiohead's early 00s work.  Actually, Kid A would be a really good reference point, both for some of the sounds and the extent of the change to their sound.

Deep Water” is an easy-strumming ukulele track with an almost cute vocoder backing vocal, which sort of acts as a palate cleanser before the industrial, and unrelenting “Machine Gun”.  MG's instrumentation mostly eschews melody in favour of a repetitive grinding rhythm that Gibbons’ voice hangs hauntingly over.

"Small" has touches of the Doors to it, with its intense organ and jazz-tinged drums.

The thing that remains most unchanged on this album is Beth Gibbons' haunting voice.  I guess its context changed, as she always seemed like an actor, fitting her voice/roll to what the music demanded.  She does the same here, but without sweeping strings and moody brass behind her, she sounds less like the noirish femme and more fragile and desperate.

Sadly, to-date the group have not yet provided us with a follow-up to this album, outside of a one-off single.

Saturday, August 29, 2020

Day 0727 - Little Earthquakes

Tori Amos "Little Earthquakes" (1992) - got it


Tori had been making music from a young age and circulated some demos with help from her father.  These demos eventually resulted in her being signed to release the synth-pop album "Y Cant Tori Read" under a band of the same name.

That band broke up and Tori submitted further demos that would eventually become "Little Earthquakes".

This album to my ears is the bridge from Kate Bush to Regina Spektor.  Moving between beauty and high theatre of "China" to the harsh simplicity of the acapella "Me and a gun" (recounting a sexual assault that Tori experienced).

The album is very piano heavy but with occasional bursts of loud guitar, or tasteful strings, as in personal favourite, the cabaret-esque "Leather".

Another one where my wife owns a copy so I unwittingly technically own it to (lucky me 😎)

Monday, April 6, 2020

Day 0582 - I Against I

Bad Brains "I Against I" (1986)


I'm kind of surprised that the first (self titled) Bad Brains album isn't on this list.  Its sound - blistering onslaught of fast thrashy hardcore punk that could change speed or rhythm on a dime - is breathtaking.

That's not to take anything away from this album though as it is an amazing collection of tracks.  There's the groovy "Sacred Love" with its dreamy vocals which were recorded over the phone from the jail by singer HR where he was being held on charges of marijuana possession.  There's the face-melting opening of "House of Suffering" or the catchy Neanderthal groove of the title track.

The mix of groove with thrashy guitars and sneery punky spat-out lyrics brings to mind the Chuck Mosley iteration of Faith No More (seem to remember reading that Chuck briefly joined Bad Brains) or Fishbone.  Great album!

Friday, January 3, 2020

Day 0490 - Fire of Love

The Gun Club "Fire of Love" (1981)


Another album that I'd listened to when I first read through the 1001 albums book a few years ago.  I'd judged it by its cover and thought it was going to be something like "Dr John the nighttripper", a bit of voodoo-laced New Orleans rhythm and blues.  Much like the Cramps and X though, this is more of a rockabilly-meets-punk stripped down sound.  This album takes the stripped-down thing a bit further with the music being laid almost bare, with very little studio trickery to airbrush it.

The lyrics are occasionally in-your-face and uncomfortable with racial slurs and lines like  "I will fuck you till you die" thrown in to the mix.... possibly delivered with a sense of humour, but it's hard to tell.