The Blow
http://www.krecs.com/theblow
styles: bedroom electronica, lo-fi skits, absolute pop wizardry
others: Mount Eerie, Y.A.C.H.T.,
Get the Hell Out of the Way of the Volcano
Paper
Television
K, 2006
rating: 1.5/5
reviewer: jspicer
The first time my ears heard "Come on Petunia" from Poor Aim, I quickly
fell in love with The Blow's quirky brand of pop. The clever doo-wop sampling of
The Police classic "Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic" is something P. Diddy
or Kanye would be jealous of. Something that clever just doesn't come along too
often. So I hunted down Poor Aim and absorbed every ounce of pop
brilliance until I was blue in the face. However, your eyes (and ears) don't
deceive you — Paper Television is a messy disappointment on every level.
Gone is the quirk, replaced by paint-by numbers beats and the most unoriginal
take on electronic pop imaginable. I understand that an album's worth of
imaginative pop is hard to follow, but Khaela Maricich has done it before.
Having three distinct yet equal albums to pull from, Paper Television
should have been a no-brainer of an album to make. Instead, it has no brains and
no heart. Maricich is desperately hoping to coax us onto the dance floor with
the right combinations of beats and sounds, but without her heart and without
her genius pushing the music to new heights, the soulless pop electronica bores
a hole in your temple. Without the cuteness and the ingenuity, Paper
Television is nothing more than a generic product being peddled to the
hapless masses. Maricich has turned her quaint mom-and-pop operation into an
ugly conglomerate. The more I fought to find what I was looking for, the more I
became lost in the maze of readymade aisles of canned sound. Now, there's just a
massive mess in aisle 3, and Maricich is left to clean it up.
1. Pile of Gold
2. Parentheses
3. The Big U
4. The Long List of Girls
5. Bonjour Juene Fille
6. Babay (Eat a Critter, Fell its Wrath)
7. Eat Your Heart Up
8. Pardon Me
9. Fists Up
10. True Affection
Poor Aim: Love Songs
States Rights/Slender Means Society, 2004
rating: 5/5
reviewer: cockle
States Rights Records and The Slender Means Society have conjured up The
Pregnancy Series, of which, The Blow's release, Poor Aim: Love Songs, is
the first born to the family. A conceptual series of four EP releases -- each from
separate artists, including Thanksgiving, Lucky Dragons, and Mount
Eerie -- the underlying theme is still rather elusive but is described on the
press sheet as "A concise concept EP that means something different than
anything they've done before." As per the concept of Poor Aim: Love Songs, the
title says it all.
For Khaela Maricich, this is a step beyond any previous Blow or Get the Hell Out
of the Way of the Volcano work to date. The consistency of this album is at
first fairly overwhelming. Those familiar with The Blow's catalog, whether a fan
or not, will have to agree that this album has, as those foul
mouthed teens like to say, "got it's shit together." The difference between
Maricich's previous release The Concussive Caress and Poor Aim, while not so
shocking, is quite a marked contrast. Poor Aim consistently brings together more
unified songs in lieu of including those frenzied interstitials, which are a
stalwart characteristic of The Blow's previous releases.
While it may seem most obvious to assume that Bechtolt's production would
bring complexity to this EP (what with 2004's Super Warren MMIV), it is Maricich's vocals which provide the depth, range, and individuality of an
independent release. Bechtolt has engineered distinguishable, seamless beats and
backgrounds that are immediately palatable to even the most naďve of pop
fanatics. What these two have managed with Poor Aim is to take two seemingly
abstract musicians and create one of the most accessible releases of the year.
1. Hey Boy
2. The Sky Opened Wide Like the Tide
3. Knowing the Things That I Know
4. Lets Play Boys Chase Girls
5. The Love That I Crave
6. Hock IT
7. Come On Petunia
The
Concussive Caress, Or, Casey Caught Her Mom Singing
K, 2003
rating: 4/5
reviewer: willcoma
Eccentricity doesn't do this record justice. There's definitely meaning to these
seemingly non-sequitorial lyrics, but why would I ruin it for you? Figuring them
out is part of the fun when listening to the songs. And, of course, there's that
standard unwritten rule that music listeners will interpret a given song each in
their own way. There's enough intrinsic studio trickery on display here that a
clear subtext is not necessarily needed.
The Concussive Caress is the
sexiest, most intriguing record the mainstream will never hear. Maricich matches
sharp intellect with tantalizing sexuality in ways not attempted since Exile
in Guyville. It's highly conceptual stuff, much like The Microphones' Mt.
Eerie (the horn resounding on "The Warriors' Hearts" brings that album to
mind sound-wise), but you wouldn't have to have seen her act out the narratives
to appreciate the striking sound clashes on display throughout. "How Naked Are
We Going To Get?" kicks things off in fine style, working its magic as a sort of
minimalist doo-wop track. And what follows are ear-perking pop deconstructions
of several shades; so depending on your appreciation of The Blow's aesthetic, it
can be a somewhat uneven affair. To the discerning listener, though, these songs
will work their way into your heart, much in the way a Books recording would.
Just when you start to wince, something will happen to make you smile. This is
for fans of quirky and coy, fearless and unpredictable lo-fi pop rock like Young
People and The Breeders.
I can't recall where, but I read some place that Britney Spears said something
about how writing pop songs is hard, and anyone can make some "arty" thing. I'd
like to see her (not really, though) try to do what Khaela Maricich accomplishes
on this unbridled, fascinating record. The difference is simple. Britney is all
exhibitionism and Khaela is all creativity. Their talents are universes away; so
let's speak no more of the emaciated toothpick shitting up the progressively
shitted-up Rolling Stone.
1. How Naked Are We Going to Get?
2. Chase Dream
3.
4. A Night Full of Open Eyes
5. Sweetheart
6. Sweetheart (Continued)
7. What Tom Said About Girls
8. Nothing
9. Come on Pauline (Amy's Cassette for Pauline)
10. What the Guitar said ABout the Firmament
11. Where I Love You
12. What Amy Heard in Her Mother's Voice Played Backwards
13. Gravity (Pauline's Response to Amy)
14. The Warriors' Hearts

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