Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Interview: Matthew Dear


This feature appears in Washington Square News.

On a break from last year’s 10 Days of Techno festival in Ghent, Belgium, disc jockey Matthew Dear decided to go sight-seeing. Making his way through a local park, Dear noticed crowds of 40- to 50-year-old Belgians drinking and carousing to the thump of techno beats. The scene struck Dear, a Texas native, as utterly European.

“This whole openness and relaxed state of club culture has really allowed [Europeans] to embrace music that helps you stay up late,” Dear said. “Here, it’s always been seen as a dirty thing, as a subculture that never really caught on.”

A current resident of Brooklyn, Dear attended the University of Michigan and got his start using the Sound Blaster program to mix Madonna and comedy bits on an antiquated PC. Now he has a contract with Ghostly International, an Ann Arbor-based record label. At this Sunday’s Minitek Electronic Music Festival, he’ll perform as his alias “Audion,” an identity constructed for Ghostly’s sister label, Spectral Sound. It’s a set he describes as an energetic affair, sampling and looping “techno psychedelia.”

Dear has released three albums under his own name: “Leave Luck To Heaven,” “Backstroke” and 2007’s “Asa Breed.” Currently, he is bridging the chasm between the dance scene and indie-rock dives, DJing parties as well as touring with Matthew Dear’s Big Hands, his full band.

Though the shift from DJ to frontman has been jarring, Dear sees it as a natural, if unnerving, progression.

“In techno clubs, people just like to disappear, and it’s always very dark,” Dear said. “When you’re a performer on stage, you have the spotlight and a microphone. People like to refocus their attention and stare at you. It’s really an awkward shift.”

Despite his interest in creating original material, Dear still appreciates remixing the work of others, including the Postal Service, Hot Chip and Spoon.

“I was really lucky to do a remix for Spoon,” Dear said. “I ended up taking a vocal outtake from one of the guys talking on the studio talkback and just twisted and looped guitar sounds. I’m so honored to have access to people’s music for that and just play with it.”

The crossover enables Dear to have a presence beyond the insulated techno scene.

“It’s tough. Every scene right now is small,” Dear said. “When I got into it at 18, you had the giant American rave scene, which was a recruiting ground for people to get into electronic music.”

But the culture has endured, if only on the periphery. Ghostly and Spectral Sound are home to a diverse palette of artists, including the classically-trained pianist-turned-DJ Kate Simko and shoegaze electronica of Tycho.

Dear’s early original work was mostly an effort to master his equipment, primarily computer programs and cheap microphones. He has since amassed electric and acoustic guitars and synthesizers that make the recording process more organic, hoping to concentrate his original work on “atmosphere and bigger soundscapes.”

“It’s a search for perfection that you’ll never reach,” he said.

His goals as Audion may seem simpler but are no less ambitious.

“It’s the search for the perfect loop and the perfect groove,” Dear said. “With technology becoming so accessible and programs being so easy to use, there are a lot more people doing techno music. Before all you heard was hard techno and house music. Now there’s a lot of detail being put into dance music. A lot of it is very evolved and elaborate, which I think is great.”

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MP3: Matthew Dear - Don and Sherri
MP3: Matthew Dear - Pom Pom
MySpace: Matthew Dear
Official Site: Matthew Dear

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Sunrise Projector


School's started, and things are insane. Unfortunately, I still have shows to catch up on from August, but I'd like to bring back some spontaneity here. I'm working on a piece on Matthew Dear (to come out next Wednesday), and while browsing his really excellent label, Ghostly International, I came across some staggeringly good electronica from Tycho, aka Scott Hansen. In an illuminating video on Current that a commenter was kind enough to link to a while back, Tycho describes shoegaze as an inspiration, but there's a serenity here that pegs his music towards the more mellow, less violent side of the genre. He also creates incredible visual art under the name ISO50, but the music is vivid enough.

MP3: Tycho - From Home
MP3: Tycho - Pbs
MySpace: Tycho
Official Site: Tycho

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Interlude: You Belong


One of the more successful disco revivals this year has been Hercules and Love Affair. The name is fitting, as the band incorporates a pantheon of romantics: the jewelry designer Kim Ann Foxman, CocoRosie collaborator Nomi and the enigmatic Antony of Antony and the Johnsons. Although Antony isn't part of the live band, their August 8th performance at Irving Plaza was a full blown production, with a horn section, go-go dancers and its charismatic frontwomen. It's hard to remember that Andy Butler is the man behind all of the theatrics, as he remained in the background, intent on the pounding beats that make the music so lively. But he occasionally teased the crowd, which really needed no encouragement at all, saying that in other cities on their tour, "people danced a lot."


And it's extremely difficult not to move to the catchy songs that make up their self-titled debut; despite the underlying melancholy (including a cover of "Don't Fear the Reaper") and questions of identity, this is confidently pop. Nomi was particularly outgoing, going through a slew of costume changes and gamely replacing Antony's alto. Kim Ann was a more settled presence, but her vocals were equally impressive. There's an incredible amount of talent here, and it was fused together that was, despite all the drum machines and synths, pleasantly organic. For the record, I think Philip Sherburne's review is a bit inflated, but one thing's for sure: this band is an original.


MP3: Hercules and Love Affair - Don't Fear the Reaper (Live)
MySpace: Hercules and Love Affair
Official Site: Hercules and Love Affair

Monday, September 01, 2008

Interlude: Under The Bridge


I've grown pretty fond of DUMBO, Brooklyn. It's not nearly as trendy as Williamsburg, but the gorgeous views of the bridges alone make the place a worthwhile visit. A few weeks ago (August 6th), an added bonus was a free show at Brooklyn Bridge Park curated by Union Hall, a venue that I've heard is nice, but is unfortunately 21+.



The Union Hall Science Club

The Union Hall Science Club began by demonstrating the properties of dry ice (it makes things shatter), blew some smoke rings and showed us why it's better to be under a bunch of pins instead of just one (your weight is distributed). It was fun and appropriate, considering all the children in attendance.



Tiny Masters of Today

Tiny Masters of Today are in their early teens, but their music plays down any potential cuteness. Their spiky, punk-influenced sound mostly features little Ada on vox, and her delivery was light on melody but fit fine with the crunchy instruments. For such a young bunch, you'd expect some whimsy, but aside from a finale cover of House of Pain's "Jump Around," they were all business - even half-ordering the lethargic crowd to stand up. While I'm much more inclined towards the simple sweetness of a Smoosh, it'll be interesting to see where these kids end up.


MP3: Tiny Masters of Today - Hey Mr. DJ (CSS Remix)
MySpace: Tiny Masters of Today
Official Site: Tiny Masters of Today



Headlights

Oh, Headlights. First you play all 21+ venues, and when you finally play a show I can get into, you don't play anything from your first album, the underrated Kill Them With Kindness. As disappointing as not hearing the wonderful "TV" or "Put Us Back Together Right" was, the new cuts from their sophomore release, Some Racing, Some Stopping, are gladly in the same vein of orchestral, girl/boy indie pop. What makes it so appealing, aside from the plethora of hooks, is the vibrant, infectious tempo - there as many songs that encourage dancing as swaying. And to really break the cuteness meter, two girls came onstage and danced during the last couple songs. It was adorable.


MP3: Headlights - Cherry Tulips
MP3: Headlights - Put Us Back Together Right
MP3: Headlights - TV
MySpace: Headlights
Official Site: Headlights



French Kicks

I'm not entirely sure what to make of French Kicks. They're steady but not exceptional, probably headlining the bill by virtue of longevity - their fourth album, Swimming, just came out, a number that many bands fail to reach. Singer Nick Stumpf was big on grand gestures, but the band's sound isn't quite big enough for arenas. Serviceable, but not engrossing, and as it had been a long day I decided to head back early. But I should be giving them a second chance in the near future.


MP3: French Kicks - Abandon
MySpace: French Kicks
Official Site: French Kicks

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Interlude: Starring King Khan


McCarren Pool might be closing, but we'll always have the memories. Although the lineup a few weeks ago (August 3rd) was pretty familiar - I saw King Khan and Bradford Cox at the Seaport earlier in the summer - the show still managed to shock and surprise. All in all, probably the messiest one of the summer, even without any rain.


King Khan and the Shrines

The last King Khan show was pretty great, and I was curious to see how the ebullient Khan would up the ante for the bigger crowd. Well, he might have gone a bit far, as his on-stage antics ended up making the music secondary. The band had barely finished their first song when he urged the crowd to start throwing bottles and other items at him, and we perhaps obliged him with a bit too much enthusiasm. Then came the predictable jump into the crowd, which did a great job of getting everyone pumped. And then...things got a little weird. In true anarchist fashion, Khan had everyone tear up dollar bills. Then he grabbed a copy of Spin, one of the sponsors of the Pool Parties, which featured Duffy on the cover. First he beheaded her, and put the poor girl's face in front of his, and sang through it into the mic. This became tiresome, so he took the rest of Duffy's body and put it under his chin, before putting it in his pants. And then...he ate the entire thing.


Next were the bananas, brought on by a friendly elderly skateboarder. The fruit was flung back and forth between audience and stage, and it was all good until tragedy struck. A banana hit Khan in a...sensitive area, and the culprit was brought on-stage and had a banana splotched across his face. The rest of the set was more or less one big finale, with some more costume changes and a lot of posing. While the music still went down easy, it was an afterthought, considering the absurdities that went on. And Khan was just getting warmed up.


MP3: King Khan & the Shrines - Torture
MySpace: King Khan & the Shrines
Official Site: King Khan & the Shrines



Deerhunter

Recent experience led me to conclude Bradford Cox has a really nice voice, and the added guitars of Deerhunter actually highlighted his penchant for pop songs. Although there was distortion here and there, including the obligatory flame-out finale, it really was a pleasant, dare I say, almost mellow set. There was a bit from the upcoming album, Microcastle, and the songs are woozy, melodic and pretty darn appealing. Some of the various indie bands sprouting up can be frustratingly avant garde, but Deerhunter - some strangeness aside - is quite accessible. Oh, and the set ended, naturally, with King Khan mooning the audience.


MP3: Deerhunter - Like New
Blog: Deerhunter
MySpace: Deerhunter



Black Lips
Black Lips have always been on the periphery. Whether utilizing guerrilla marketing tactics or playing crazy shows out in Brooklyn, the band has been around, but never fully realized for me. In retrospect, it's probably because it's not really my thing - punk-influenced, somewhat abrasive and calling for "rock bands without synths." Oh, the horror! But that doesn't mean I couldn't appreciate the atmosphere, which in this case was a sweaty, mosh-tastic pit. Toilet paper streamers and a ripped up pillow case, courtesy of Khan, were icing on the dirty cake. Afterwards, I felt bad for whoever had to clean up the mess, but at the time, it felt significant.


MP3: Black Lips - Cold Hands
MySpace: Black Lips
Official Site: Black Lips

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