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New Pornographers’ “Together” Shows Crash Years Are Still With Us

Posted in Music with tags , on May 6, 2010 by johnbuckley100

It would have been nice if  “Crash Years,” the recently released single featuring Neko Case and a summary in miniature of the New Pornographers’ sound, had referred to an epoch we were leaving behind.  ‘Course, releasing Together on Tuesday, only to have the markets take a vertiginous plunge two days later does make one think the Crash Years will be with us for a while yet. At least we have The New Pornographers to entertain us; you may as well enjoy the best dance band imaginable as the Titanic begins its tilt.

These Pornographers aren’t so new anymore, given they have releases that just barely stay inside the frame of two decades (Mass Romantic came out in 2000.) They are still capable of astonishing, which they do — they really do — with the gorgeous, glorious “We End Up Together,” which rivals Challengers’ “Fortune” as the best final album song in a long, long while. (There are bonus tracks after “We End Up Together,” but they’re not much of a bonus.)

What’s different about their fifth studio album is: we hear the occasional guitar solo (heretofore, with the exception of Kurt Dahl’s drumming, the spotlight’s been on the singing, not on Todd Fancy, or really any particular musician or instrument, ‘cept the occasional cello, which is widely evident here); Dan Bejar seems to have gone soft on us, or at least likes singing songs that are sappy and don’t invoke either Jackie or snakes; Neko is everywhere (yay!); and Carl Newman is a little bit more of an ensemble player.  We can’t say the melodies are as enticing as Twin Cinema, but this is a strong effort, maybe stronger than Challengers.

Somewhere today we read a description of the New Ps as what would have happened if George Martin produced Cheap Trick.  That’s funny, and we wish we could give the writer credit, but we can’t remember where we saw it.

Who cares if we’re broke again, who cares if crawling from the wreckage of the crash years we just got run over again.  At least we’re together with our friends, singing in the chorus.

Red Letter Day! New New Pornos, And Robyn Hitchcock Is Available To All

Posted in Music with tags , on May 6, 2010 by johnbuckley100

More to weigh in on tomorrow after listening to Together, The New Pornographers’ first new album in three long years.  I mean, The New Pornographers fail to put out an album and by 2008, the whole world falls apart, know what I mean?  So maybe things are now looking up?

And if you have not wanted to go through the hoops of buying Propeller Time, Robyn Hitchcock’s brilliant new one, directly from his website, yesterday it showed up on the iTunes store.  No excuses now.

Yippee.

Oh Thank Heaven, The New Pornographers Have Not Forsaken Us

Posted in Music with tags on January 22, 2010 by johnbuckley100

This just in:

The New Pornographers will have a new album out, entitled Together, on May 4th.  12 Tracks, produced by Phil Palazzolo who produced Challengers.

After a long week, good news…


Neko Case To Her New Pornographers Bandmates: The Show Must Go On!

Posted in Music with tags , , on April 17, 2008 by johnbuckley100

Dateline 930 Club, April 15th, 2008.  Secret Member Dan Bejar did not float onto the stage in a bubble comprised of burped-up Beck’s beer. Neko was hobbling from being checked into the boards at a Canucks playoff game, and advance word had it that she had a cold. The set-list seemed the inverse of the usual dynamic: slow songs first, escalating to all the old showstoppers (not to mention “All The Old Showstoppers.”) We had the sense that what some fear most – the New Pornographers turning down the volume, going cold turkey on the Mountain Dew — had come true, and yet when it worked, which was most of the time, it was glorious.  The set we saw Tuesday night does not seem to be remotely the same one folks saw the night before.  (See:http://rockist.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-pornographers-setlist-930-club.html)  I actually missed, if not Bejar, at least hearing songs like “Jackie, Dressed in Cobras.”  Some things were clear: they were having fun, Neko’s bad ankle notwithstanding.  They finally could hear themselves, once the monitors were working.  And we could hear them, could hear not just the beauteous roar of the four voices in harmony, not just the bison-stampede thunder of Kurt Dahle’s drums, but even the occasional guitar line played by Todd Fancey (normally buried like an artifact underneath remnants of later civilizations.)  When they finished the “The Bleeding Heart Show,” it was like the whole chorus from “Taking Tiger Mountain By Strategy” was up there on the stage singing.  Or maybe it was us.