06 December 2010

Its A Coming Of Age Story, Really... Review of "The Milkman & Me"

Love.  Loss.  Relationships.  Abandonment.  Hope.  These are the imminent sentiments that come through the lyrics in The Milkman & Me and the music coincides strongly side by side with it.  The album is a rollercoaster blend of concepts that together is linked to create a story and could easily be made into a musical and at the same time each individual track stands alone to suggest its own theory of what it happens to be about.  Not one track breaks away from the energy delivered that you could just skip over for if you did then you would lose the value of the whole.  Moments so mellow act like a beautiful and soothing rain enriching the time passing while other tracks are a driving force of power but never uncontrolled.  Energy rising and relaxing then back up again then down; so then what are we discussing?
            The story itself is twofold ride where the speaker of the songs, “Me”, reveals his thoughts on his loss of love and relationship with one, his lover and two, his brother, “The Milkman”, who we come to know (and the only named character) as Elijah.  Each song focuses on one or the other and the album jumps back and forth between them.  The only track to change point of view from the narrative of the speaker happens to be “Tyrant” becoming the voice of Elijah the Milkman who offers his account of his own troubled relationship with his lover to which the Me eludes to later in “Milkman”.
            The curtains rise and we have a soft background thought of “Love, love, love…” for us to become familiar with what the word, the idea means to us individually.  Sometimes a passing thought, sometimes a lingering feeling and today the over-usage of a word that seems to have lost meaning is recreated here to a simple, sweet lullaby.  Suddenly unexpectedly, a burst of energy is driven into you and the narrator begins with his dilemma where this so called ex-girlfriend “took [him] for a ride and put [him] in a mess”.  “Sans, La Nombre” is the immediate reaction to the breakup, sudden, words spewing out whatever is on the mind; no need to go breaking dishes but just a flip of the bird and goodbye.  “The Thread” though is the afterthought, the ideas that come to you when you’ve had time to think about the lost relationship.  There is a double deliciousness to this song.  Both creep up on you slowly.  The playful way the bass enters into this walk or strut to continue the journey then these sliding guitars that for some reason seem to be out of place tone-wise but you sense its suppose to be there.
            Out of these depressing thoughts comes “Spring”, a traditional that breathes the idea of hope, that not all is lost.  There is a light at the end of the tunnel and salvation from the pain of losing the relationship.  There will be life once again after exhuming the feelings of the ex, but when…who knows?  Then we are introduced to Elijah who believes himself to be a “tyrant who would butcher all [his] kin” and that his own lover doesn’t “need [him] anymore”.  “Tyrant” contains the same controlled outpouring of sentiments of “Sans” which is solely the composer’s direction, the difference lies within the diction of the lyrics and shows how its possibly a different speaker.
            “Register One” comes as almost a duet of both brothers expressing themselves comprehending loneliness and that “nothing’s as [they] planned” with “nowhere left to run”.  Then the original narrator takes over once more telling the rest of his brother’s story and how its linked to himself.  The slimy, tribal rhythm of the drums in “Milkman” provides a more primitive sensation to the song allowing for tension to be created and eventually explode in the chorus. The break then becomes the mirror of the struggle, the trouble of the brother’s life and the narrator’s separation with him.
            “Warehouse Blues” is a slice of Americana with its country groove, twinkling piano, twanging banjo and gives a Matewan-esque drive, though the storylines differ the struggle of the workingman is there.  The song then tells us of the speaker’s life working in this environment and his feelings towards it.  “Register Two” reveals that there may be hope for the narrator as the sentiment of “love, love, love…” returns and possibly in the image of this “photoshop girl” though we’ll never know.  After which the speaker then deals with the loss of his brother, “Elijah”.  Again we have the controlled aggression that doesn’t have to be punk or hard rock but this cacophony of instruments that create the overview of anger and loss and want.  But of course with the reprise of “Spring” reminds us that there is hope over abandonment, pain, and hardship.
            “The Track” comes as a conclusion to the first part of the story which is the narrator finally getting over his ex in “Sans” and “The Thread” as just a memory he still hangs on to in hopes…just hopes.  And in great Broadway fashion, leave the audience with a positive feeling that gives hope, that allows for the good to conquer over evil.  But what “Goodbye” does really is to conclude that even though Elijah has left both brothers know that even though they may be miles apart or not speaking that they’ll always be there.  And what it does for listeners is to remind them of the same sentiment.
            The most important thing in life to remember is love.  Though there may be moments that skew the idea of it, that acts may betray the emotion, that love is a simple notion and if hardship should find its way into that equation it will not remain forever.  Each relationship, whether it be fraternal or otherwise, is its own coming of age story, its own learning experience where we grow into an adulthood of knowing and hopefully come out wiser in the end.
[P.S. Just as a side note, I could definitely go deeper into the songs but I guess I'll just wait to write that up as addition to the 33 1/3 collection ;) ]

03 December 2010

Best Albums of 2010 by Robert Bock

So it's the end of the year and it's time to look back at the music that we were given this year. Since I only listened to 12 albums of all the music that was released this year and I don't think any worthwhile music will be released by December's end (correct me if I'm wrong), I'm going to give you a "Top Five Albums of the Year 2010". Now I would also like to hear back from others seeing as how I didn't listen to Broken Bells and I didn't know Johnny Cash released "American Recordings VI: Ain't No Grave" this year, who knew.  But if I see anyone put "Now That's What I Call Bullshit 35" as an "album" they enjoyed this year, I will be forced to ignore you.  I don't mind if you pick an album from let's say Miley Cyrus, just make sure you have a valid point to back it up. I'd like to begin with the albums I listened to and didn't pick:

- My Chemical Romance's "Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys" - To begin with I'm not what you would call a true My Chem Fan.  Although, I did like "Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge". And who didn't love "The Black Parade"? But this album didn't have a quality the others had. I know they're going for a different style, but when the guitar is the only genuine aspect of the music, it should tell you something. Sorry boys.

-Brian Wilson's "Brian Wilson Reimagines Gershwin" - I had to disqualify even though it sounded amazing. Wilson is a genius, but it's not original material.

-Vampire Weekend's "Contra" and She & Him's "Volume Two" - Both of these albums I think suffered the same fate: the difficult sophomore effort. Not to say these are bad albums, but both of their debuts were so lauded that their next projects seemed to pale in comparison and felt lackluster.

-Mumford & Sons' "Sigh No More" - It walks like a folk album, but it doesn't talk like a folk album. This one was tricky because although it's got your banjo and raspy voice, it sounds overly produced and too anthem-y. Every track almost sounds replicated. Needs to get muddier and then maybe a Brit can pull off "Americana".

-The Black Keys' "Brothers" - Great sound, but at times can sound slightly repetitive.

-Elton John/Leon Russell's "The Union" - Great album, but just missed the cut.

And now the picks:

5. Spoon's "Transference" - These guys have such a great sound and attitude towards music. "Written In Reverse" is such a great track.

4. The New Pornographers' "Together" - I'm a sucker for baroque pop and this album does it well.  It's no wonder Neko Case is getting so much praise for her voice.

3. Kanye West's "My Beautiful, Dark, Twisted Fantasy" - This is his best album since "The College Dropout". Yes, I know he opens his mouth without thinking, but this is when it counts. All of your criticisms of the man aside, this is a great album. He knows how to produce and put an album together, that's what I respect. "Dark Fantasy" and "Power" are stellar tracks.

2. Arcade Fire's "The Suburbs" - Superb! Win Butler shows no sign of letting up.  It feels like a stark reality that is gorgeous in it's noir.  "The Suburbs", "Rococo", "Modern Man", "Suburban War", "City With No Children" are all ridiculously amazing tracks.

1. Robert Bock's "The Milkman & Me" - why not?

27 October 2010

Where Do I Begin?

Where do I begin?  Its always a question for someone with alot to say but when at the time to speak up the encompassing sound of silence unfolds.  From the beginning of the Internet age, many things have popped in terms of ways to see the world, experience life at the end of your fingertips.  There must be hundreds upon thousands of blogs for every person out there, whether it be gardening, literature, gothic death metal, or what have you.  Its funny to see how many people wish to share their thoughts and ideas with the rest of the world.  Now I'm just added among them.  I, too, have decided to become a blogger.
There is nothing wrong with being a blogger at all.  Its very natural for us to want to express ourselves.  We have this open need to voice whatever opinions we have on whatever subject arises in our line of sight or brainwave.  Sitting at home or even on a park bench, we feel safe to talk about something important to the self.  Of course, there are pros and cons to any new venture that is created.  There is a sense of loneliness but there is also the added feeling of community.  There are those voices of the insensitive, immature, harmful but also of those who help, support and teach.
Where am I going with this?  I guess you can say that I have a narrcissitic side, but also there is the need for me to write to express my ideas and opinions.  This is why I have titled my blog...The Soapbox.  In an time long ago, the way to address issues or for people who felt the need to voice an opinion used a wooden box to stand up in a crowd, to have the populus gaze upon them, to grab the attention of the ears they would fill.  Most commonly used boxes were soapboxes.
Maybe no one will read my blogs; many out there probably go unnoticed.  But I feel true in where I stand here.  I have placed my podium and am prepared to deliver my sonorous thoughts in hopes they reverberate to all who are willing to listen.
What shall I discuss?  There are millions of actions and reactions, situations, causes and effects happening weekly, daily, hourly and I'm sure there will always be something to talk about.  This is a giant world that has grown smaller.  We are voyuers into the lives of neighbours, celebrities and strangers.  As a human race, we're all in search of something.  Whether it be to define ourselves, surpass obstacles, enjoy sensations we are all bound in the cycle of Life and we must live with each other.

Enjoy.