I mean, c’mon. If you can’t beat them, hone in on them:
PUJOL – Pitch Black <click twice to DL!>
Noisey may have exclusive streaming rights to this song but I fuck with Noisey and also know how to download and re-up my damn self.
KLUDGE comes out on May 20th via Saddle Creek. PRE-ORDER HERE.
Below is that email Dan the Man sent Noisey in full because it’s excellent and mostly intelligible:
Daniel Pujol: I wanted to make an album that sounded completely fictional. Like a cartoon nightmare. Tiny wind-up orchestra.
One without “RAWKIN’” caricatures of “in the moment authenticity.” Guitar Centered quantification. No goofy loudness war production, etc. No organic cheese crackers.
I saw the new Superman and was disappointed by the obsessively realistic special effects. I don’t understand the obsession with realism in media and entertainment, but the fiction and stories are fantastically nonexistent.
“Oh, man, that CGI Godzilla has a million scales! Oh, man, that guitar amp sounds exactly the way Guitar Center promised me it would!”
I don’t care what Superman would really look like slamming through a building. However, I could be interested in the impossible myth of Superman. Superman could be a personification of human ideals thrown into dilemmas like a litmus test. I don’t care what he eats for breakfast. I want the story. It is more important to me than exactly what that story would look like if it was real.
What does it say about our fantasies if we want them to look HD-realistic? What does it say about our reality if we are entertained by hyper-realistic fantasy?
I don’t want to “be in the room with the drum set.” Or eat breakfast with Superman. Or smell the singer’s breath in stereo. Or count Godzilla’s scales.
I want to be forced to know there is more than what I can think, see, or feel. That there are things I couldn’t imagine on my own because they exist only in reference to themselves. As creations of someone else. To spite solipsism.
*These new “chimera” models are hodge-podged from old toy parts initially created by other people.
The LP’s narrative is essentially a Self “breaking up” with his/her Sense Of Self and rediscovering Other People. Just long enough to be seduced by their own identity again. Luckily, the narrator realizes his/her flesh is not his/her identity. And this could be a cycle. Called growing.
There are a lot of “I/you” songs. Is the narrator singing to another person or his/herself or a concept or an idea, etc? I don’t know.
The models help visualize this narrative without “counting Godzilla’s scales.”
I created an exercise based off of the Burroughs/Bowie “cut-up” method. I go to a specific used-toy store. They have a box of broken toys. I grab handfuls of old, dirty, toy parts and try to make ”sense” of them by creating an “action figure.” As I sort through them, an idea that the figure could personify begins to form. Then I Frankenstein it together. I give the abstract concept a body, the same way a joke has a punchline:
Things I see or read about
People turning into how they act
What a feeling would look like with a body
Personification of Thoughts, Desires, Fears
Personified fear of things we almost understand
“I” and “You” within the same person
Turning Misbehaviors Into Objects
Dirty Toys, used playthings endlessly repairing themselves, being abused and enjoyed by the world… yuck!
They are empowered but also limited by their body. This is one of the reason why they are funny to me. The Sacred Heart of Jesus has to ride on a golden saddle of only two muscular legs. The legs are impressive, but can’t gallop. He can’t GET anywhere. Looks great on paper, but getting around is more complicated. So he must settle for Sacred Heart the Human Kindness Kind. Net gain.
These models are the characters of the narrator’s inner monologue. His/her OWN Superman Reboot. But its birth into our reality is grotesque and exists in reference only to the narrator’s mind, life experience, his/her ”myth.”
They are Frankenstein’s made from the toy graveyard of other human’s dream, ideas, and playthings. Assuming thoughts and feelings are “toys” for humans to “play” with.
The models are the supporting cast of Someone rebooting their “Ideal-Self.”
Is he/she committing the same mistake as the Superman Reboot? Or is it all he/she knows is possible because of the world he/she experiences? And it is the best he/she can do.
*I also became interested in the history of horror and folklore. Monsters being created as explanations of things existing on the cusp of human understanding. Demons to vampires to aliens to inter-dimensional shadow people. This determined the look of some of these models. Contemporary fear.
Is conspiracy theory the new folklore of horror? Lizard people, shadow people, chip implants, MRAP police state, etc.
Photo: Aaron Defourneaux
OpEd: Richard Paul Harper, Jr.
It is on the night after the death of the great Pete Seeger and upon streaming Henry Mancini’s “Best Of” that I write this.
The duel purpose with which the occasion compels me to jostle my thoughts down can also be revealed in the opening sentence. I awoke this morning to read of the news that Pete Seeger – the legendary folk singer and activist – had died peacefully at the age of 94. This is the first monolithic musical figure that has passed this year, but in 2013 the world lost Lou Reed, Donald Byrd, Phil Everly and Ray Price, to name the smallest amount. All major figures, both in the music community and in the popular landscape as well. But none illicit nearly as much of a reaction from me as Pete Seeger’s death did. My initial thought was that stating he died peacefully seemed a bit ill-fitting, given that the current climate in which we live (double meaning intended) can hardly be navigated in a “peaceful” manner. As such, Mr. Seeger appeared to gracefully let go of the torch he (once) carried, while still maintaining his fervor for life. Either that or he probably asked himself every day upon waking, “are you fucking kidding me?”
My next thought immediately went to the onslaughts of tributes that were about to be poured out for the righteous man. A mental rolodex began to spin of all the people who claimed Seeger as inspiration or in his lineage: Bob Dylan, Willie Nelson, Bruce Springsteen, Tom Petty, John Mellencamp, The Avett Brothers, Mumford & Sons, etc. etc. and I vowed to skim everyone of them with a dull-attention span and to not go and do likewise. In fact, en route to my relatively yuppie job bar-tending at a locally-sourced burger joint (where I also am in charge of the music during the shift), I said to myself that I wouldn’t so much as even mention his passing to anyone and would play only a few of his tracks – exclusively deep cuts – as I queued up whatever jams for that morning shift. Yet here I am. Human beings are fickle, malleable beasts.
1/17/14 @ FooBar
Clear Plastic Masks becomes Ranch Ghost become Oh Dang Lo Mein becomes Chrome Pony becomes Natalie Prass becomes Majestico.
We are all one and we will prove it with diversity!
We will all cover each other’s songs (3 bands/3 songs per Unit) and donate whatever money we get to Fred Ready’s Cancer Foundation he’s starting. It’s like a defibrillator for the 501-c3 sector covered in butter and booze.
Join us, please.
To put it safely: it’s about damn time. Unafraid to take up a pace much closer to nature’s than the urban sprawl, Majestico has finally solidified an album for the people to hear.
Recorded – like so many of the delicious things in our lives – by Andrija Tokic (AKA Dreya, AKA Dre-Babe, AKA Dr. Dre, AKA The-Dre) at the Bomb Shelter here in Nashville, it does the right thing by most any standards. It’s got quite a few of the jams you’ve heard for a long time now, as well as more recently penned ones, that are more future-indicative of the tender baby-bamboo shoot finally exploding that is Graham Fitzpenn and co. who have spread their roots so deep and so far for so long now.
Here’s to not surviving the New Age Revival.
Out 2/11/14 on ATO Record Club and 3/4/14 to everyone else via ATO.
Album trailer via us?:
Directed by Graham
Shot/Edited by Schuyler
High Shots by Logan “Gotdam” Frank
Black tooth went in a black hole and at the end of it, the only thing to show for it is a blast beat of new material from the ever-grindin’ever-shinin’ Jota Ese.
Having done the heavily lifting necessary for you all, I’ll say that you should listen to all of the new below. All of it is classic Ese, save the new and evolving production tricks he’s taking himself to. However, there are a few stand outs: in particular DAUNI JUNT ’70 album/mix and the track “Keepin’ It Classic” from the SoundCloud. (It’s about time that Jota met the Rockers uptown, but DAUNI takes care of that.) He also cranked out a video project alongside the artist Human Man, which is worth the watch as well (embed it, I will). Word is dude’s got a new album dropping next week. New year, same refrain: dude works harder than you.
LINKS ALL BELOW::TAKE A STROLL::LOUNTED.
Jota Ese + Human Man:
MERCY LOUNGE 12/14/13
Fly Golden Eagle
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