Showing posts with label Elliott Smith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elliott Smith. Show all posts

Saturday, March 13, 2010

The Latest Find(s)

Today the opposite of tomato is 'the shape of home-baked bread'


graphite & putty eraser, with watercolour/30x20cm

The latest drawing to be processed from the gift-that-keeps-giving source of found 'roadkill' aluminium cans, the branded livery of this particular instance again inviting its representation with a touch of watercolour.

Soundtrack:

Jesca Hoop ‘Hunting My Dress’
Elliott Smith ‘Roman Candle’ & ‘Elliott Smith’
Mark Mulcahy ‘Fathering’
Geraldine Fibbers ‘Hut Recordings’


An accompanying musical soundtrack that once again bears evidence of the continuing trawl of/re-acquaintance with the selectively-recovered cassette collection, the otherwise unavailable highlights of which are now in the process of being converted to digital form via a most useful & easy-to-use piece of kit (as simple as a point-to-point lead & a software programme) acquired from vinyl-2-pc.co.uk, which, thus far tested, seems to do a fine job.

As a consequence of this, & of course following-on the initial recovery of the source cassettes themselves, it’s been pleasant & inspiring to be able to enjoy once again not least the quietly-burning & smouldering intensity of Elliott Smith's 'Roman Candle'.
Being the first of the artist's recordings released under his own name, it established his aesthetic template, even through its lo-fi sound quality (itself ‘enhanced’ yet further via the medium of cassette), of deceptively unassuming, downbeat songs, frequently laced with a sharp lyrical bite, decorated with delightful, beguiling melodies, with echoes of The Beatles & Nirvana (I’ve always felt that ‘The Ballad of Big Nothing’ was the most sublime conflation of the sound of the two, at least if one considers mid-period, ‘Rubber Soul’-era Beatles as a point of reference).
These simple formal means endured unchanged, being refined through the following two albums, the self-titled second & ‘Either/Or', before being expanded upon subsequently, with the sometimes incorporation of more complex arrangements of a comparatively baroque nature, but ‘Roman Candle’ remains a compelling introduction to Elliott Smith’s oeuvre, stripped down, distilled to absolute essentials. It’s a fascinating listen, which, by necessity has to be a close one to the subdued, concentrated acoustic tone, which then erupts with glorious abandon in the tension-releasing torrent of electric guitar upon which 'Last Call' is constructed.

Good, too, to invest in & acquire a hard copy of ‘Fathering’, which is another of those drawing-friendly, idiosyncratically lovely experiences that rewards attentive listening, a sequence of fine, compelling songs & intriguing narratives.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Flat-out Fantastic 2: Another View


graphite & putty eraser/30x20cm

And so to a drawing processed from the reverse view of the 'roadkill' drink can as featured in the preceding post, again a composition of accidental folds that appear to neatly resolve themselves into a reformed low-relief object characterized by a lightly yet much-faceted surface which, represented through the drawing process, somewhat compromises a clear reading of the branded design as would be originally intended before the object-as-container fell out of use & a victim to being thoughtlessly discarded in the contemporary manner.

Soundtrack:


Elliott Smith 'XO' (first left) & 'Either/Or' (far right)
The Woodentops 'Giant'
The Chasms 'Advance Paranoia, Advance'


Enjoying a more profound reacquaintance with the music of Elliott Smith - the more expansive arrangements & Beach Boyesque harmonies of 'XO' & the earlier pared-down softly-striking melancholy beauty of 'Either'/Or', which at times so perfectly illustrates the position Elliott's songs occupied between mid-period Beatles - think 'We Can Work It Out' for example - & Nirvana, providing the something of the missing link between, quite delightfully.

'Giant', being the enduring Woodentops'/Rolo McGinty masterpiece, is one of those summer classics, rich with irresistible songs & exquisite acoustic-electric arrangements, magically packaged in Pani Charrington's stylized forest tableau design, ever a much-loved favourite for the completeness of its aesthetic, a most welcome place to revisit.

And The Chasms - featuring, it transpires, a certain blissblogging & man of many talents Mr Simon Reynolds on the bass guitar*, which rumbles mightily throughout, establishing the minimalistic rhythmic foundations over which treble-rich buzz-saw effect-laden guitar in particular is overlaid in abundance to create an impressively physical edifice of noise, raw & live, an exhilarating experience redolent of such post punk reference points as, for example, the PiL of much of their 1st LP & 'Poptones' from 'Metal Box', the repetitively-driving juggernaut of The Fall (not least in the occasional northern-tinged vocal interventions), Warsaw-era Joy Division, the Cabaret Voltaire of 'Nag Nag Nag', 'Western Mantra' & 'Red Mask', Sonic Youth & such a now (& even then!)-obscure name, dredged up from the dark recesses of the memory, as Rema-Rema.
A most interesting addition to the minimalist music canon, especially in its more brutalist guitar & drums aesthetic, harking back to The Velvet Underground & US 60s garage bands (The Chasms being, apparently, on a grander scale, a 'barn' band - most fitting to accommodate the expanse of their noise!) when one might consider the concept to be characterized more often by electronica.
I'm hoping a recently-posted comment from 'Richard' was The Chasms' guitar hero Quirk of that name (putting me in mind, incidentally, of no less a personage than CabVolt's guitarist-plus Richard H Kirk) - it's a pleasure & an honour indeed.


Postscript 11/07/09

(* oh no they don't!)

A Correction:

Many thanks to Simon for his comment, not least for correcting my erroneous assumption as to his identity: the bass-playing member of The Chasms is actually Spoilt Victorian Child of the record label, under which guise he formerly blogged, bringing excellent & fascinating music to the masses.
Apologies for the confusion & misinformation.

Friday, July 03, 2009

Flat-Out Fantastic 2


graphite & putty eraser/30x20cm

More 'Pop-Cubism' courtesy of the 'roadkill' finds, this drawing being another example processed from (stilled but active-&-fugitive-surfaced) life (& very occasional reference to an 'aesthetically-distanced' photocopy), more 'manufactured morte', the found object again displaying a quite elegant combination of folds in its reformed state of rest.

Soundtrack:


Public Image Ltd 'First Issue'/'Metal Box' highlights
'Radio Spiritworld'
Elliott Smith 'From a Basement on the Hill'


In amongst the music, 'Radio Spiritworld' (brought to my attention through the good & ever-reliable offices of Mr Reynolds' peerless 'blissblog') warrants a mention as a most entertaining & amusing way to spend 30 minutes a-listening: as a radio programme produced & broadcast in The Afterlife, & created in nostalgic style with a delightful sense & ear for the nuances of archive recordings, it's a fabulous conceit, brought to you through the ether by the learned gentlemen responsible for TV's equally inventive, period & genre-spoofing 'Look Around You'.
Returning to the music, the first Elliott Smith listen in a while was inspired directly by his earlyish & excellent song 'Needle in the Hay' gracing the soundtrack of - & in particular a significantly dramatic scene (where the character of the melted-down ex-tennis pro Richie suddenly attempts suicide) in - the as-seen-on-TV (again - & on this occasion recorded for posterity & further reference) Wes Anderson-directed movie 'The Royal Tenenbaums'. It's a film to much enjoy at a leisurely pace, slow-burning, sharply witty & poignant, with both a lightness of tone & complementary air of ennui, perhaps best described as a 'melancomedy' (featuring the incorrigibly conniving attempts of the paterfamilias to ingratiate himself back into the family from which he has become alienated - his long-suffering wife & 3 children, former prodigies whose lives have each & variously taken downward curves into adulthood), not least to be admired for its visual aesthetic, of gorgeous warm earth colours from ochres to reds & plum, & the rose pink & polished woods of the interior of the Tenenbaum household, complemented with greys & blues: ravishingly beautiful in its subtle, subdued way. Top soundtrack too, also featuring Nico & Nick Drake in addition to Elliott Smith, so one might be able to appreciate something of the quiet melancholy atmosphere of much of the proceedings that yet becomes life-affirming in the narrative's resolution.

Coincidental to the series of 'roadkill diptychs' of which this is but the most recent example, & the left hand half of each specifically, a song on the Elliott Smith album, 'Don't Go Down', makes lyrical reference to a character 'seeing her own body outlined in chalk', which is perhaps a little spooky in itself...