Posts Tagged ‘The Black Angels’

CD Review: The Brian Jonestown Massacre, “Who Killed Sgt. Pepper”

The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Who Killed Sgt. PepperOk, this is tough stuff. The tenth studio album from San Francisco’s the Brian Jonestown Massacre is a swirling psychedelic phantasmagoria. The band, best known to most people via their controversial portrayal in the rockumentary DiG!, certainly has its detractors. Most of the venom is directed at the band’s somewhat bizarre architect, Anton Newcombe. The BJM has had literally dozens of members over the course of its 15 year existence, and has spun off bands like Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, The Warlocks, The Raveonettes, and the Black Angels. The one constant, through all the insanity, has been Newcombe. Who Killed Sgt. Pepper will do nothing to heal the division between the believers and the skeptics.

The key element in this music is the drone. It is created by setting fuzzed out guitars and synthesized textures atop drum loops. Once the drone is in place, vocal elements are added. They are often incomprehensible. Maybe that’s because the vocalist is Icelandic. The strange, and I do mean strange, thing is that all of this adds up to something that I find pretty damn compelling. What that is I have no idea, but the more I listened to this album the more it drew me into its deep, dense, dark places. The tender ballad “Let’s Go Fucking Mental” may give you some idea of what this is all about.

Sometimes the audio collage coalesces into something quite moving. The album’s final track, “Felt Tipped Pictures of Ufo’s,” uses a recording of John Lennon from when he was forced to explain his comment that the Beatles were bigger than Jesus. His remarks end with Lennon saying, ” and now it’s all this.” Following Lennon, a very cheeky Liverpudlian woman spends nearly ten minutes tearing Lennon a new one. She sees him as a phony. Throughout her tirade, we hear Lennon repeating “and now it’s all this.” Eventually, the “this” he’s talking about takes on another meaning entirely. My explanation probably sucks, and the track is too long to post, but trust me, it becomes quite poignant.

Who Killed Sgt. Pepper marks the return of guitarist and vocalist Matt Hollywood who co-founded the band, and co-wrote some of the material on the early BJM albums. Also on board is bassist Will Carruthers of the legendary band Spaceman 3. I won’t pretend to know much about what they’re up to here, but if you’re willing to take a chance on something new, something, dare I say, innovative, you might want to give Who Killed Sgt. Pepper a try.

Listening Booth: The Black Angels, “Directions to See a Ghost”

One of the things that I like most about my job is that it allows me the opportunity to listen to, and write about, a variety of styles of music. It serves as a great continuing education for me. Last week, I wrote about a pop group, Augustana, coming out of San Diego with big time major label support, and all the push needed to get them to the top. This week, it’s an indie band from Austin, The Black Angels, who play what they call “hypno-drone rock ‘n’ roll.” In the world of popular music, it’s hard to think of two bands more diametrically opposed in terms of style.

The Black Angels have been the recipients of the kind of buzz on the blogosphere that has proved to be the making of bands like Arcade Fire and Okkervil River. Much of this buzz was generated from an incendiary performance at this year’s SXSW festival in the band’s hometown, and an earlier performance at last year’s Lollapalooza. Their first album, 2006’s Passover, drew comparisons to Spacemen 3, Spiritualized, and the Velvet Underground. Of course the photo of Nico on the cover of that album, and the band’s explanation that they had taken their name from the Velvet’s “Black Angel’s Death Song” may have given some of the critics their ideas. But if positive word-of-mouth speaks to you, this band has got it in spades.

In the end, it all comes down to the music. It doesn’t matter what anyone writes or says, it only matters whether or not the music speaks to you. Another thing I like about Popdose is that we give you a chance to listen to some of the music in order to help you make up your own mind. That is of special value in the case of The Black Angels, a band that is likely to have a polarizing effect on listeners. So I give you “Science Killer.” It’s perfectly representative of this band, and this album.

Some will claim that this is music best listened to under the influence of mind-altering substances. Frankly, given the shocking colors and design of the day-glo cover, and the music within, it could be said that the band is not discouraging that idea. I am not an advocate (or critic) of such things, but I will agree to the extent that in my opinion, this is music best given to certain circumstances. For instance, I can’t imagine cruising down a Jersey shore road in a convertible with the top down in the middle of a summer day blasting Directions To See A Ghost (Light in the Attic). It just doesn’t work. On the other hand, if you put me on that same road deep in the heart of a Jersey winter night, this works just fine.

Drenched in reverb. Vocals buried deep within the cacophony. Guitars with tremelo set to stun. If that kind of thing appeals to you, grab this. Me? I kind of like it.