Less Cool, More Crazy
words by dan.
I follow the music around, or should I say the music follows me. Delving deeply into the art form I find the ultimate release, finding a track or a song that seems to summarise my entire life to this point, or in that moment changes the way I view where I find myself. Kind of like the way a kick ass Adelaide sunset lights up the city streets and the hills, and everything seems to bask in its own glow. It isn’t London or New York, but in that moment it is just right. Satisfaction.
It’s those moments I long for, they are rare. It’s like the cycle of an addiction, sifting through shit to reach that elusive high or pure clarity. And there is a lot of shit.
So this is a call to who will be the new Avant-garde. We know Adelaide needs it. Imagine a world where retro indie never existed, and The Mars Volta were back on some other planet smoking crack where they belong.
Think the insane Powerpop of New Zealand’s The Mint Chicks (let’s face it at the moment that country is coming out with some good stuff) or mysterious Adelaide nerd-core rap posse ‘Robots Kill Children’ who put their gig posters up on their Myspace after they have played the show.
So pull out your toy tazer guns, sample some obscure shit, find an old organ or a glockenspiel, sing through a megaphone to the point of complete distortion and annoyance and most importantly, lose your ‘cool’.
Vampire Weekend
(XL Recordings)
What do you get when you cross Peter Gabriel, Paul Simon and The Strokes? If your answer is a lo-fi mix of sparse African Kwassa kwassa drumming, perfectly clean and jangly guitar riffs, and cheesy piano and organ then you are right.
You get extra mayonnaise if you said the debut album from Vampire Weekend. The latest hype indie band from NYC via the internet blogosphere; rising to prominence in the indie scene through an African music blog and riding on seriously catchy melodies.
“Is your bed made? / Is your sweater on? / Do you want to fuck* / Like you know I do” is the brilliant line on Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa which should prove to be the soundtrack to indie kid missionary positions throughout the scene. Peter Gabriel never made tunes this sexy.
* disclaimer: In the first chorus Ezra sings “Do you want to fuck?”, subsequent choruses it is “Do you wantaaa?”, in a possible cheeky attempt to circumvent censors. Genius. |