Category: American Band Rock


From the opening Old 97’s-like deep, fuzzy guitar line, Five Eight’s Your God is Dead to Me Now works the realm between AltCountry and Georgian indie rock. While back in 2004 I said that their self-titled album recalled a Coldplay interplay with Georgia, there’s more R.E.M. here now.

That opening on “Sad Eyes” even finds lead vocalist Mike Mantione sounding a bit more like Pere Ubu’s frontman David Thomas—a touch of angular wail in Mantione’s voice. Urgent train rock takes over on “Motorcycle,” whose chorus pulls things back while you wait for the band to kick it back into gear. A bluesy, country warble, darkness greets you on “The Ballad of Frankie Jr.” “Next to Nothing” brings out that R.E.M./Athens sound even more. “I’m a Wreck” rocks around a groove even while having a twangy swagger. Later “Mom’s Best Boy” comes on as a countrified punk rock rocket only to be matched by the clamor of “Scout Knot.” All in all, it’s quite a range out there on the Georgian hills.

I recently used the incredibly catchy title track in teaching a high schooler about the Christian faith. An unlikely source for a Bible lesson, “Your God is Dead to Me Now” actually grapples with exactly what I want ever member of our congregation to struggle with: what happens when it seems like God is dead to us, like God is distant and not present in our daily papercuts and eventful cataclysms? Much like what I hear from the psalmists who question where God is (whose music is lost to the centuries), Mantione and Five Eight present those same kinds of questions on an upbeat, rocking, sing-along, whistling song. For instance, Psalm 77 asks some very difficult, emotional questions:

Will the Lord reject me for all time?
Will he ever accept me?
Has his mercy come to an end forever?
Has his promise been canceled throughout every generation?
Has God forgotten to be merciful?
Has he locked up his compassion because of his anger?
(GOD’S WORD translation)

And if a psalm in the Bible can ask those kind of questions, well, certainly we can ask those questions, too. We can come to God with all of our doubts and fears, sing them along with Five Eight, and God’ll hear our confusion.

And they’re just questions right? While Mantione says over and over again that “your God is dead to me now,” there’s still room to say that he could be wrong, he could be off-base on thinking that God is dead, it could just be his experience. Mantione sings: “You’re not real; it’s just how I feel/You’re so dead to me now.” It’s just how he feels, and it’s just how all of us feel sometimes I suspect. We’re talking to God, we’re telling Him that He seems to be dead, but we’re just talking about our experience, our feelings. We’re not confident that our experience equals reality. We’re not confident that by one bad day or one horrible tragedy that it means there is no God. So meanwhile, the song whistles along with some kind of confidence that there’s hope beyond what we can see. That, to me, equals faith in God. Confident in what we cannot see, confident in something much grander, greater, and more loving than what we can see around us. Whistle a joyous tune even while wondering where God is in all of this mess.

So Five Eight is definitely a part of my faith instruction now. The next step: see if Five Eight would write some music to go with Psalm 77.

Five Eight
Iron Horse Records

A bit of bouncy keys that opens Last Night on Earth is a bit of a misnomer. While Noah and the Whale employ keys, what they actually play is American Band Rock, the kind of music that opens up rock to anthems. It’s music for big spaces, music for throwing your arms open wide and defiantly, joyfully going confident into the world. “Life is Life” is about changing your ways, “Tonight’s the Kind of Night” declares that “things could change,” and “L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.” gives the characters hope despite what they’ve seen. All of those kind messages make the intersection with faith inevitable. Lead singer Charlie Fink declares on “Life is Life” that this change of life “feels like heaven.” Where that change comes from, where that hope comes from, those are spiritual questions inherit in these anthems.

Meanwhile, “Wild Thing” walks through Lou Reed’s New York, a compassionate character sketch of someone walking on the wide side. Xylophone opens up “Give It All Back,” before the guitar charges it forward in a move that comes like a pop-bounced Springsteen tale. Which brings about the best comparison here—Mike Dunn and the Kings of New England. It’s Springsteen riffs played on keys and softer guitars; it’s Springsteen tales of rising against the circumstances; it’s the hopeful in the midst of the challenges of life.

Noah and the Whale

Article first published as Music Review: Noah and the Whale – Last Night on Earth on Blogcritics.

Mirrors opens with the Smiths-like “The Mirror,” chiming acoustic guitar and a harmonica right out of Johnny Marr’s mouth. The instrumental track cranks up the volume a bit more than a Smiths tune, but the gist is there, the kind of instrumental that Morrissey kept Marr, Rourke, and Joyce from writing too often.

U.S. Royalty’s “The Mirror” leads right into the bluesy swagger of “Hollywood Hollows,” taking the band on a comparison ride through the Black Keys, 22-20s, and classic Blues Rock from the 70’s.

Yet, what clearly keeps U.S. Royalty from becoming a repeat of bluesy rock is that by the third track, we’re channeling other sources for the sounds. “Monte Carlo” opens with gentle, acoustic strumming akin and then an electric wave akin to the Church’s Starfish. Meanwhile, as the track hits its mark, beyond the 70’s comparisons, there’s something similar to Big Country—if you listen to more than “In a Big Country,” where the band really opened up to anthemic band rock. That Big Country feel continues on “Equestrian” with its harmonized vocals about “coming down from the mountain” and its big drums working a European tribal feel on the fills.

Other elements also appear on Mirrors, reflections of other inputs into this band’s aura. “Vacation Vacation” feels drawn from the twang rock of These United States, Romany Rye, or the Delta Spirit. “Give Up the Ghost” comes at the Blues Rock through a Country Blues opening that swaggers with a bit of twang and dust from the Great American West. The album closes with the acoustic “Voice Memo,” a plaintive tune with similarities to how the 22-20’s can pull back for a mesmerizing, folky contemplation.

Mirrors is out on January 25.

U.S. Royalty

The Black mention “listening to Leonard Cohen on the AM band” on their song, “Now I Am Here,” but that’s like looking at a mirror inside of a mirror because the album is like listening to the Black on the AM band. Sun in the Day Moon at Night is a trip back to early rock ‘n’ roll from the red dust clouds outside a studio in Texas where Buddy Holly was holed up with the boys. “Freeway (Exiled)” rocks on with a backbeat, Brylcreem guitar, and a black Chevy hotrod attitude. “Death’s Bell” has that honky tonk rock that has long been picked up by AltCountry acts like the Old 97’s. Then there’s the 60’s Dylan harmonica on the plaintive “Throwing Away.” All in all, it’s a nice blend of 50’s and 60’s rock hopping down the tracks of the 10’s.

The Black

There’s a great compilation from Oak Apple Records called Fresh Fruit Vol. 1 featuring a swath of rock ‘n’ roll and a chance to check out this set of indie bands. Elevator Music (“The Rocketeer”) comes from skate punk’s pop core. The Shakedowns (“16 Years ‘Til Light”) lays out edgy rock for headnodding. There’s a bit of a jam groove to Fools Tongue’s American Band Rock styling on “Casting Shadows.”

Iamuse (“When She Ran From Me (Yeah)”) lands with 90’s indie rock complete with backbeat, organ, and a chorus that sounds like the Godfathers. The Sky Life (“Roots and Wings”) conjures up the Emo of Jimmy Eat World. Hotel of the Laughing Tree (“Arts ‘N Economics”) also works the 90’s sound, in this case hard rock meeting groove like a more rock version of the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

The Raptors (“System”) have garage muscle informed by metal’s pulsations and a blues rock swagger. The Desert Boys (“All Alone on the Weekends”) send up harmonizing twang pop rock like Roger Clyne or the Alarm. Finally, Zero Something sounds as if coming out of P is Panda Records—chiming guitar on top of indie garage where melody and whine come together.

Oak Apple Records
Desert Boys
The Sky Life
Elevator Music
The Shakedowns
Fools Tongue
Iamuse
Hotel of the Laughing Tree
Zero Something

I had the same sensation listening to Steve Wynn’s Northern Aggression as I had listening to another Yep Roc release a few years back, Ian Hunter’s Shrunken Heads (review): I expected something sounding more like 70’s excessiveness but got much more Americana. In the case of Hunter, I expected Glam Rock. With Wynn, I expected something like his days of the Dream Syndicate with psychedelic touches all over the place.

Instead, Northern Aggression cooks along with a bluesy Americana in the driving guitar rock. It’s not until the fourth track of the disc, “Consider the Source,” that Wynn starts to stretch out into something space-like meanderings, and even then, Wynn’s voice sounds like Lou Reed approaching Tom Petty’s sing-speak style. Not exactly the stuff of psychedelic harmonics—which makes Northern Aggression a surprise of the good kind. “We Don’t Talk About It” is a great hook. The full guitar barrage of “Coloured Lights” brings on a swaggering, staggering twang.

Definitely go back and grab this 2010 disc by Wynn & the Miracle 3, and don’t cut off your listening before you get to track 10—the aggressive “On the Mend” with its instrumental introduction and the blistering guitar soloing.

Steve Wynn
Yep Roc

It’s a band name that could be too much for a pop group. The City Harmonic recalls a symphonic standard which really isn’t in the sights of this band. However, on another level, the name does reveal what you can find in the band’s music—symphonic pop, rich harmonies, and orchestrations which raise the pop to great atmospherics.

Most surprisingly here is the way in which the catechism-like lyrics of “Manifesto” are set to good music. Reading the lyrics—which are in part like the Apostles’ Creed while also reciting the Lord’s Prayer—one might think of the song as being boringly pedantic. But the anthemic quality, perhaps closest resembling Leeland, rises to the occasion to declare the broad faith in Christ.

At only six tracks, Introducing the City Harmonic gives just a glimpse of what might be to come from this band with the lofty name. If vocalist/keyboardist Elias Dummer keeps up punctuating their songs with piano, then they will continue survive. Sweeping string sounds may threaten to paste over the songs with too much gloss, but that piano punctuation breaks it all up, keeps it organic, and has the ability to lead the group’s songwriting.

The City Harmonic
Kingsway

Head over to Moshi Moshi Records to get your copy of the compilation A Christmas Gift for You From Moshi Moshi Records along with Slow Club’s Christmas, Thanks for Nothing. Both EPs are mainly jaded affairs, looking at the sad side of the holidays, but nevertheless, they’ll keep you company better than any overly jolly/supersized pop star stuff can.

A Christmas Gift for You
A Christmas Gift for You features Summer Camp’s fine, off kilter version of the 80’s New Wave hit “Christmas Wrapping” from the Waitresses. James Yuill (featuring Rod Thomas) brings on an ambient noise/acoustic guitar with dance beat version of “Winter Wonderland.” Ingo Star Cruiser kicks up a bouncy pop for “Just Like Christmas,” while Idiot Glee’s “White Christmas” pulls back and creeps out on falsetto backing vocals that mimic the sound of playing the saw. Hot Club de Paris sound a bit like Barenaked for the Holidays (Barenaked Ladies) on “Will You Still Be in Love With Me Next Year?” a 2007 single reissued here with the wry vocal intact. Finally, the Wave Pictures offer the jangle pop of “We Dress Up Like Snowmen,” a combination of the Violent Femmes and Ezra Furman.

Slow Club at Christmas
As I said of both of these releases, Slow Club’s take on Christmas is a jaded affair, but one that invites you in for the fun anyways. The Christmas, Thanks for Nothing EP opens with the vacant room, piano-led “All Alone for Christmas.” That track then gives way to the reverb ready, spot on performance of “Christmas (Baby Please Come Home),” which preserves that 60’s feel of the Phil Spector-penned tune. It’s a perfect choice for the reverb-drenched, 60’s pop Slow Club.

Christmas continues, though, with the walking acoustic guitar of “It’s Christmas and You’re Boring Me,” which reveals the dark side of the holidays. The underbelly continues on the title track which says, “Christmas, thanks for nothing/You’ve made a doubter out of me,” vamping on the second part of the line. It’s a good warning that the Christmas season may not always make believers out of people, but it may chase them away from the true reason for the season. This may be why Slow Club’s organ/distortion version of “Silent Night” sounds a bit vitriolic. Finally, “Christmas TV” shows Slow Club’s hopeful boy-girl vocals so that even though they’re singing that “it’s brutal,” there’s still a light in the darkness.

Slow Club at Christmas
Slow Club’s Christmas release is a good reason to go back and talk about their album, Yeah, So, which saw it’s stateside release this past March.

“It Doesn’t Have to Be Beautiful,” they sing, but it is. The music is definitely beautiful. And so is the video for that track. A rockabilly-hint, reverb guitar, and train track punk acoustic, the song invites you to sing along as it builds and builds to a high point of 60’s pop charm.

Elsewhere, Yeah, So brings together a beautiful sound from Charles Watson (vocals, guitar) and Rebecca Taylor (vocals, guitar, percussion). “When I Go” is a folk guitar and close harmonies. “Giving Up On Love” seems Beatlesque, and that Lennon/McCartney air appears again on the piano ballad “There is No Good Way to Say I’m Leaving You.” On “Trophy Room,” follow the fingers of the guitar plucking out the rhythm as if Bob Dylan in an Elliot Smith song while channeling 60’s pop vocals.

The truth is, I can’t find enough good words to describe the joy that Yeah, So brings. Slow Club walk a line between folk and rock, 60’s charm and current indie vibe.

Moshi Moshi Records
Slow Club

The acoustic guitar. That’s what strikes me in listening to BEC Recordings’ O Come All Ye Faithful compilation album. The way that most of these songs are richly layered with acoustic guitars and otherwise warm, organic sounds on mainly a set of traditional tunes. You won’t find anything exceptionally original here, but you also won’t be offended by any of the arrangements. It’s a fine, fine album, made for listening while cozy in the house, sipping tea, and enjoying the yuletide.

Yet, even as I say that, Bebo Norman’s “Joy to the World” comes on again with its kick-in-its-step, a slight twang, and a snare drum that keeps things moving ahead. In fact, it brings to mind a church band from Milwaukee called Koiné which has a tremendous way of arranging hymns for a country-Gospel-blues band approach. Much like what Jars of Clay did on their Redemption Songs. When the artists here on O Come All Ye Faithful land somewhere near that sound, they find their stride.

That’s what I found most necessary from another compilation, too. Essential Records’ The Essential Christmas Collection brings together a nice selection of songs as well, but when the artists try to overreach—as on Michael W. Smith’s “All is Well”—it becomes too much. Rather, songs by Third Day, Tenth Avenue North, and others rise to the top of the playlist, because they stay in the style of arranging traditional tunes for an acoustic guitar-led band. In other words, they stay in the Koiné approach.

Both albums, therefore, are probably best purchased and then altered, making your own choice of which tracks are worth letting spin while you sit around the Christmas tree. However, for the most part, you’ll find many of the tracks worthy of your listening.

The strongest, most original track is Jadon Lavik’s grooving take on “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel.” Lavik kicks a Jason Mraz-style laidback groove, vamping on the hymn. Plus, Kutless takes the typically sleepy “Away in a Manger,” adds a little electric guitar, inserts a chorus of sorts, and makes it rock a little more than the other tracks here.

BEC Recordings
Essential Records

Hailing from Prince Edward Island, Two Hours Traffic comes armed with a band-based sound, fresh-voiced on tracks like “Territory” from their latest release of the same name. “Noisemaker” builds from an American Band Rock sound with doses of Garage Rock intensity, charging along on Andrew MacDonald’s fabulous bass line. Taking some 80’s walking synth, “Wicked Side” shuffles its way into your brain. There’s a New Wave balladry of heart-on-sleeve fashion for “Painted Halo.” The keys and vocals on “Drop Alcohol” are almost reminiscent of Hall & Oates at their “Maneater” best. The plaintive, bedroom track “Sing a Little Hymn” wrestles with what faith in God means and how that relates to love (“I’m a freethinker who believes in God/When I get to feeling blue, I don’t go to a pew/I just sing a little hymn/’Cause I don’t know what I’d do without love”). Things pick up again with the acoustic guitar-led “Heroes of the Sidewalk” and the jamming of “Jezebel.”

Two Hours Traffic
Bumstead Productions

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