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Ear Candy (November 9, 2005)
Nov 9, 2005, 22:02

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Fiery Furnaces
Rehearsing My Choir
Rough Trade

Deep in our subconscious dwells the concern of our mortality, the realization that life is fleeting, the discomfort that the future is unknown. This undeniable truth is a sub-theme of the Fiery Furnaces’ ambitious (and bold) concept album Rehearsing My Choir, featuring the spoken word artistry of band members Eleanor and Matt Freidburger’s grandmother.

The intriguing matriarch reflects on the life she’s lived over the Furnaces’ wavy electronic ruminations and indie-rock jams. Certain melodies endure throughout, entering and exiting through tracks as though they were rooms in a house, meanwhile Eleanor and her grandmother bounce off each other with poetry, story telling and singing.

The music ranges from focused and masterful to noisy and experimental. It’s haunting, it stirs the soul and demands attention, it will challenge your psyche and it will make you reflect on your life so far and make you wonder what lies ahead. That is, if you’re open to the experience of a grandma waxing reminiscent in a gather-round-and-I-will-spin-you-a-tale sort of way. — JM




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Wake Pig
Metal Blade

Metal Blade? Are you okay? Because you just released a prog-as-eff record from a band with a prog-as-eff name! 3 fall somewhere in-between Coheed and Mars Volta, but mix in the heavier prog bands like Tool. Somehow, Rush are the most influential band of 2005. Who saw that one coming? — BK






Anti-Social Music
Sings the Great American Songbook
Peacock

Stirring strings, guitar squonks, meandering horns and fluttering flutes — and that’s just the first two minutes. This is indie and post-rock’s version of an orchestra. Noisy and cluttered, then awkwardly beautiful. Accordions, tubas, free-jazz sax, noise-punk guitars, dancing pian-y and tender singing going to and fro. Nothing else like it. Ever. — BK




John Coltrane
Live At The Half Note
Impulse

Originally recorded for a radio broadcast in 1965, Live At The Half Note finally gets a legitimate CD release. Coltrane loved playing at the Half Note and you can tell from this recording. The show captures the John Coltrane Quartet at their peak. Their improvisational skill throughout the show just leaves the listener in awe. — WW




Delia Gonzalez & Gavin Russom
The Days of Mars
Astralwerks

This disc explores synth-driven sonic manipulations that recall Detroit’s earlier techno sound without the techno. Think Detroit Escalator Co. and (gasp) “Strings of the Strings of Life” — it never really peaks, but gradually evolves in the span of four 12-minute compositions. Don’t expect a 4/4 kick six minutes in, just sit back and realize the most important part of sex is foreplay. — JC




Ryan Cabrera
You Stand Watching
Atlantic

He’d get an extra star if it wasn’t for the hair. His other sins don’t really affect me: the middling goo-doll pop, the fake on-again-off-again relationship with Ashlee Simpson, all orchestrated by her dad, who manages both of their careers. But that god-damn perfectly spiked, perma-frosted unmovable hair; it’s more evil than his songs, but that ain’t saying much of the music. — SS




The Occasion
Cannery Hours
Say Hey

With a lot of so-called indie-rock bands, it’s difficult to describe what a band sound like versus simply describing who they sound like. The Occasion is a trippy, eclectic outfit; they sound like a hundred different sounds swirled together — xylophones, electric guitars, pianos, toms, the female vocal in “Great Gig In the Sky.” Eerily enchanting, “The Maiden” is a 10-minute beauty. — KC



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The Pop Project
TGIF
Suburban Sprawl

The Pop Project live up to their name with a CD that is ultra-poppy and quite the project: an un-ironic revisiting of the TGIF TV theme song work by composer Jesse Frederick. "Everywhere You Look," "Second Time Around" and "Nothing’s Gonna Stop Me Now" have never sounded better. — KND





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The Deadly Snakes
Lately, it’s like we’re trading our refuge-seeking soldiers to Canada for their indie-pop bands at a three-to-one rate. Actually, that could be an excellent program. They shelter our defectors, we support their Arcade Fires. Can you say win-win? At it for almost a decade, The Deadly Snakes have really hit their stride with last month’s Porcella. It’s another eclectic, bright-leaning, sing-along stomper from our neighbors to the North. We’ll send a few GIs their way after DS play the Magic Stick on Nov. 16.


Bill Fay
The Time Of The Last Persecution

Black Lips
Let It Bloom

The Kinks
Powerman Versus Lola and The Moneygoround

John Cage
The Seasons

Nico
The End

Cat Power
You Are Free

Pink Floyd
Atom Mother Heart

Reigning Sound
Home For Orphans

Serge Gainsbourg
L’Histoire de Melody Nelson

Colin Blundstone
One Year



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