Come on and Live.
The Computer is Repaired. The Music is Restored. It's time to boot this motherfucker back up and Push PLAY.
Spread the word: The Indie Kids, they are a Dancin' Again. And this time, there ain't no stoppin the music.
Sufjan Stevens - Come On, Feel the Illinoise - So, Sufjan Stevens has finished another state, moving south from Michigan and on to Illinois. And the tracklist should have been an indication that he's continued his long steady fall right off the deep end. And thank god. Because if he hadn't, we wouldn't have "Come On Feel The Illinoise," with it's surprisingly dancable horns and choirgirls and xylophones - Sufjan's gone vaudeville, like a whitebread David Byrne without the nervous stutter. Every time I try to listen to another track on Illinois, I end up struggling to suppress the urgge to skip back to this moment of magic. When the guitars and the string section take over and the song transitions into "Part II" we have something transcendant. I don't remember who it was that said Morrissey is trying to become the weird, gay, british indie Frank Sinatra, but it seems like Sufjan might be trying for crazy, christian, indie Sinatra title himself. And he's not falling too far from the mark on "Come On Feel the Illinois" - that whispering croon lacks the force of old Blue Eyes, but the backup singers are downright transformative - the MP3's genre tags may say folk, but thats hardly an appropriate label for this album. It's more vital, more kinetic, and perhaps most appropriately, more urban. Where Greetings from Michigan found it's urban moments in the joblessness of Flint and the desolation of Detroit, Illinois captures the hopeful vibrancy of the windy city on the lake, the constant transformation and rebuilding of a city thats probably been destroyed more times than any other city in America. There's a wierd optimism in that really.
[Illinois isn't availiable for Pre-order yet, but you can buy Michigan from Insound now to show Sufjan some love, and buy the new one when it drops in July.]
The Cloud Room - Devoured In Peace - Once upon a time, a Band sent me an Email. It had Two Songs in it. I posted one, and people seemed to love it very much. That band was The Cloud Room, and the song was entitled "Hey Now Now". Now, about 8 months later, suddenly The Cloud Room are Hot Shit™, and everyone seems to want a piece of them. So I'm going to post the other song they sent me. The recording is serious demo-quality here (it's why I posted "Hey Now Now" in October - this is a better song), but thats okay, because "Devoured in Peace" fucking rules. It's a schizophrenic song, at one point an empty, vocals and drums ballad, and at others a serious Bowie/Bolan rave up full of wordless singalong hooks and a keyboard part that, if thrown behind a debate about the relative merits of llamas and alpacas, would actually make said debate interesting. Thrown into this already incendiary song, and you have something magic. Ignore the tape hiss, ignore the hum, and hum along instead. Unlike other bands that have played the glam card recently, The Cloud Room aren't going for the straight up sleaze card, instead preferring to play on that slightly shady version of class evoked in their name - an old speakeasy in the Chrysler building - and in doing so, have hit on a serious winner.
[If you missed "Hey Now Now" in October, Insound has your back with an MP3, along with the bands fresh pressed full length record full of wondrous songs, and serious studio value. Grabitup!]
Also, The Residents are auctioning off an eyeball.
See ya tomorrow. F'realz.