What precisely makes a sad song sad? Harmony? Melody? Is the aural texture most important? Or can a potent libretto overpower compelling sounds? What if the separate components of a song are at odds? Do contrasting humors merely cancel each other out, like a balanced emotional pH, or do they concoct something new?
The good songs, of course, make something new. Musical alchemy. While it’s tricky to tease out a song’s commanding element, the video for “Falling” — by L.A. band Bouquet, premiered here in association with MOCAtv — demonstrates how a hymn with emotional tension can surpass a track plainly “happy” or “sad.” Behold, firstly, the purity of Bouquet’s vocals by Carolyn Pennypacker Riggs (formerly of San Francisco folk group, The Finches), their optimism, open clarity. When the tempo picks up, the singer leans into her words, as if she can’t wait to dive deeper in. It’s a subtle effect, but strong, as her delivery quite literally “falls” forward. But what can be good about falling? Falling in love, sure. Or exhilaration, a roller coaster drop. And let us not forget the warmth sometimes found in a plunging, molasses dive, as the legions of shoegaze have often showcased.
And yet the falling that Bouquet describes is different. “Something… there’s something wrong” is the lyric that kicks off the tempo change. It “colors everything,” she says. An insightful listener should discern the apparent disconnect between the tone of the track’s lyrics and its content. We find a woman eager to sound coherent and frank, but her message is one about faltering. Over time, her excitement becomes less convincing, until it’s almost desperate; eventually, it seems to be nothing more than anxious self-assurance, a mask of denial, even as she knows something has gone terribly off course. While Bouquet sounds emotionally bright, crisp, their message leads instead to something dark, something somehow much more honest.
It is a testament to the complexity of human emotion that we demand complex songs. Thankfully, every once in a while, we get a band who can deliver. Sometimes falling really does feel exactly like this.
Bouquet is releasing their first physical musical object (a marbled 7-inch vinyl) at All Tomorrow’s Parties, today (May 10) in Camber Sands, UK, where they will perform.
Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire
“Noble Drew Ali”
There was a brief period after Mr. Muthafuckin’ eXquire’s last release, Power and Passion, where fans would’ve been right to worry that the African-medallion-rocking, cheap-vodka-chugging, fat-girl-fucking BK MC was losing his edge. It’s not that he never had catchy hooks or a melodic delivery before, but suddenly it seemed like he was somehow dumbing it down. Not for nothing, but the EP (which marked his major label debut) being listed on iTunes and Amazon under artist name Mr. MFN eXquire didn’t help his case any either.
Fear not though, dear listeners. Mr. Muthafuckin’ eXquire (“and don’t forget the Muthafuckin’”) was right there with you in your moment of doubt. The artist came clean about his major label debut in a recent Interview Magazine feature, stating, “I mean, honestly, Power and Passion was a reach for me. It was the first time that I ever wrote and tried not to be good. I mean, I’d look at it like I was on a major [label] now kind of thing. I’d look to other rappers to see what they’d be doing and they’d never talk about shit. So, I’d find myself trying to rap and not talk about shit on purpose. And that’s really not me, you know.” He also affirmed his return to form with “Draped in Gold,” the first single off his upcoming Kismet mixtape. And now he’s re-affirming it with a song named after the founder of the Moorish Science Temple of America, perhaps carrying on in the tradition of “Galactus,” the Lost in Translation single that lyrically had little to do with Jack Kirby’s world-devouring Fantastic Four villain but did him justice nonetheless.
• Mr. Muthafuckin’ eXquire: http://lifeispassion.com
• Universal Music Group: http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/sites/default/files/custom/Documents/ES…
Oh my god, how good does key lime pie sound right now? Or one of those key lime pie yogurts? Or even a lime popsicle! Yeah, I know, that’s what the warm weather and this fresh album from minimal/ethereal/instrumental hip-hop producer Color Plus will do to you.
Just like the pie, Key Lime is dominated by soft, soothing textures and is epitomized by a base layer of acidic flavor. Color Plus’ subtly sour beats rest under scoops of fluffy synths atop a bed of flaky, buttery tape hiss.
Drool over the whole thing below, and buy the whole thing for only a buck on Bandcamp.
• Color Plus: https://soundcloud.com/colorplus
“In The Air”
Remember that scene from Paid in Full where time slows down as “In the Air Tonight” provides the ominous soundtrack to a place-in-time transition in which everybody’s hanging outside Willie’s Burgers flashing dookie chains and Dapper Dans. No? Well, get on that. In the meantime, this new Vado joint samples the Collins hit to a similar effect and just might prove to be Slime Rothstein’s most infectious solo single to date.
• Vado: https://twitter.com/VADO_MH
“Mephisto In The Water”
Anyone else feeling the weight of this weekend, crying and nodding at work because “Mephisto In The Water” reminds you of swimming with my little brother outside in a lake while he was younger? Why you thinking of my brother as a kid anyway? It’s because the beauty in Jenny Hval’s voice not only conveys this direct memory, but her vocal waves actually embed a mental image in every listener of my brother Speedo-bikini-swimming in Cedar Lake, IN. There he learned how to flip and panic every time his foot touched ANYTHING.
My coworkers are staring now ‘cause I can’t cry calmly, and “Mephisto In The Water” continues its beauty in my mind. Ok-ok, so it’s not really about my brother, but I just can’t shake the image of that… and maybe Terrence Malick filming it? Underwater/Thin Red Line intro style. Anyhow, Norway’s own Jenny Hval follows up her tender 2011 Viscera LP with Innocence Is Kinky, out now on Rune Grammofon in LP/CD/MP3 formats. FYI, NOK = Norwegian Krone… help is here.
“No Faces” ft. Danny Brown
I’m all about transparency, so hopefully TMT editor-in-chief Mr P won’t mind when I tell you how he reached out to me earlier today with the following: “This kinda seemed up your alley. You interested in covering? If not, no worries. I can throw it in the queue.” To which I replied, “Yeah, wasn’t sure you wanted me to do a 3rd article on him, but I’ll definitely hit that.”
The reason I put this all out there isn’t to illustrate how cool and tight-knit we all are here at TMT, but rather to point out that TREE (every time I write that name out in all caps, it’s meant to be read as he spits the ad-lib) is generating quite the buzz — yes, even here, the land of waves, gazes, and hisscore. And rightfully so. Sunday School II was already shaping up to be one of the best albums of the year (and maybe the the greatest hip-hop sequel since OB4CL2 sparked the trend back in 2009) before this new track shut down the internet. Is it May 15 yet?
(Oh yeah, and some dude named Danny Brown rips it on here too.)